The summer solstice on Cape Cod, Massachusetts, means one thing: the island’s Annual Quahog Day, when locals and cruising visitors alike gather to receive a prognostication of that summer’s weather from a truly mystical source.
His name is Doug the Quahog.
Doug’s a bivalve with a bent toward meteorology and a particular connection with his human counterpart, Johnny Quahog. Johnny says he discovered the communicating clam one night at dinner, whispering from his plate. He certainly was shell-shocked.
Now, every June, Doug whispers to Johnny the number of beach days Cape Cod will see that summer, and Johnny proclaims the bivalve’s best bet to the crowds at Quahog Day.
A word with Johnny Quahog.
Who’s ever heard of a talking clam? I mean, that’s just ridiculous. But the reality is, this clam can communicate, and I’m one of the lucky people who can hear him. Luckily I could, because otherwise he’d be in my belly.
Doug and I really love participating in Quahog Day because it’s a great way to tell people to come up here and make memories with your friends and family.
Dialogue with Doug the Quahog.
I consider myself the Al Roker of quahogs. Being a mollusk, I am at one with the water, the tides and the ocean, which are all related to the weather patterns we experience here on Cape Cod.
If you try hard enough and follow your dreams, you too can become a weather-predicting mollusk like me. It can happen, I know it. Just stay away from shucking knives and unsalted butter.
I know I have to be true to my fans. They want more Doug, and I give them more Doug. I stay humble and hungry.
This will be my ninth year predicting the weather. Last year, I predicted 100 beach days for Cape Cod. This year? Could be even more than that.