Today I traveled 60 miles in my boat looking for shells. I ended up on my favorite island close to one of my secret spots. The boat came to a screeching halt when I saw a pile of shells. After both anchors were set the collecting began. The shell pile was up to my waist. (Note to self, next time bring a rake to sift the shells.) I used one of my old tricks in the shell piles. (A few of you know this trick) There was just too much to focus on. I went back and forth again and again. The funny thing is I left more lightning whelks then I took. The olives were fabulous, smooth and shiny, the sharks eyes were a pleasant surprise. It was a great day of shelling. I look forward to scouting more areas to shell. There were pockets of shells in a couple of my secret spots. I am anxious to check those out on future trips.
