My introduction to the "art" of clamming for striped bass was a painful one. The late Bill McGuiness and I had only recently completed our tours of duty as officers in the Navy and were back on Long Island, anxious to fish for whatever might be available. We rented a skiff on July 13, 1963, at Point Lookout and motored over to Jones Inlet in the hope of catching fluke. While drifting through the inlet, we spotted a small boat at anchor near the west bar with two anglers hauling in one fish after another-striped bass, to boot. That was the last thing I expected to see on a hot summer day. We got as close as possible and cast metal lures in the vicinity, but we never had a hit and just kept watching as they caught bass after bass. Further observation revealed what they were using-whole clam baits.