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The quahoggers themselves have a hand in ensuring the long-term viability of the harvest, too, by helping to grow quahog seed and transplanting them around the bay. They also helped to establish the Rhode Island Commercial Fisheries Research Foundation to conduct research to support the sustainability of southern New England fisheries. Thomas Heimann, a fisheries scientist at the foundation, says there is a “fairly substantial” distrust between the industry and the state in how quahogs are being managed, especially over DEM’s use of a hydraulic dredge to assess the quahog population. “DEM is basing the entire abundance estimates on a survey the industry says doesn’t catch quahogs well even in the best conditions,” Heimann says. So the fisheries foundation launched a Quahog Research Fleet in 2016 to compare the efficiency of bullraking to the hydraulic dredge. It found that bullraking is a more efficient harvest method, meaning that DEM has probably been underestimating the number of quahogs in the bay. “The fishermen love that they were right, but it didn’t change any of the long-term trends in quahog abundance in the bay,” says Heimann. Three hours into his fourhour workday, Jody King notices a slight breeze in the air. Glancing at his boat’s GPS, he notes that the boat is now drifting at .27 miles per hour, just below what he considers the ideal speed for quahogging. It enables him to rake at a faster pace while using less energy. After ten minutes, he hauls in his rake, sorts his catch and announces, “That’s thirty-five bucks just for pawing around on the bottom. I need ten hauls a day like that.” But he doesn’t get even one more. Instead, after slipping his rake into the water one last time and digging for a few minutes, he feels it strike a large rock on the bottom, which causes him to twist the rake. “I probably just dumped forty quahogs on that rock,” King says. “But that’s okay. I’ll get them next time. It’s part of the deal.” As he disassembles his stales and packs his equipment, he bags up a total of 221 littlenecks and a handful of topnecks. “Not a great day, not a good day, but not a bad day,” he says. “God said, ‘No clams for you today.’ ” � RHODE ISLAND MONTHLY l AUGUST 2020 111