This thread is making my mouth water.
When I was a kid, my father and another guy leased a water blind on Kent Island, MD off the Chesapeake Bay. The blind was tucked back into a little inlet and the water was shallow. Too shallow for oyster boats to access. If we had a North, or NE wind, at low tide all of the water was gone and you could walk out on this mud flat and pick up the most beautiful choice oysters you've ever seen. Dad would always bring these heavy polyethylene bags that we use for gravel bags. If the water was low enough, we'd bring home a bushel some times.
