To get those 3 minutes of footage I had to brave the following conditions: 1. I was wearing men’s size 9, knee high rubber boots out in the slushy, sticky sea floor (I got stuck in the mud — literally — twice), 2. it was both sticky/humid and chilly/rainy out, which made me sweaty/cold/wet, 3. the intense wind was blowing my two cameras all over the place, and 4. I had to hide behind an entire 9-person Food TV crew that was also filming the clam acquisition that day. If you’re wondering why the sound on that segment isnt as clear, or the shots arent as long… that, my friend, is why.
So I would like to take this moment to give myself a little pat on the back. Because, the 9 person TV crew (whom I was instructed to “stay behind”) had nine people, 3 cameras, a sound guy, a boom mic, a director, a producer and 12 cellphones. Our film crew consisted of me — carrying two cameras, two camera bags, one large umbrella, one super clammy (yet very chic) green raincoat, headphones, an iphone (daniel’s pride and joy) and a coffee. I was a rockstar that day. And though I’m very proud of the footage that resulted, because of the wind and the rain, the sound was shot. So we weren’t able to capture all the interesting audio on Geoducks.
To the lay person, Geoducks just seem like a really unfortunately designed sea creature. But they are so much more: They are also crazy-looking. And the largest (burrowing) clam in the world, who digs its home up to a meter under the sea floor. (“Geoduck” comes from Nisqually Indian “gwe-duck” which means “dig-deep”). We spotted one (and I mean “we” in the very loose sense of “everyone else “) by looking for tiny water spouts coming out from the ground, as that is the little guy stretching his neck all the way up to the surface to breath. Meaning, they can stretch their neck up to a meter.
Once you find a spout, you start digging. Which is what Langdon, John and Daniel did in the video. You cant dig right above the geoduck or you risk hurting the animal or breaking it’s shell — so you need to dig next to it. Their meat is supposedly sweet and more of a delicacy…eaten mostly in sushi form or on a dare. But here’s the part that really blew me away: Geoducks can live to 100 years old (The oldest recorded was 168, I think). Theyve lived through two world wars, the rise of democracy, man landing on the moon, the invention of the Internet, and the slushy machine. Granted, they’ve been underground the whole time, but still, they’ve been through it. And then someone 1/4 their age comes along and kills them. It doesn’t seem right. Most geoducks are a lot younger when they are harvested, which means their lives are cut drastically short. Similar to Sturgeon. I don’t know… something about it makes me feel like we should just leave them be, and let those wise, old creatures live out their lives under our seas.