Hmmm... So my (usually) bare feet would get me labeled as a tweaker. Add a few twitches and mumbling, and I'd suddenly have a lot more personal space. More clams for me!
I've been razor clamming before. It's usually bitter cold, windy, and raining or snowing. If someone is out there in bare feet, they're either completely insane or stoned to the gills.
I used to catch my limit as a little kid by going around and digging through the discard piles other people left behind, particularly the people using clam guns. They dig so fast sometimes that they miss the clam. ;-)
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