Have you ever felt that others have better luck finding those elusive Sanibel shells than you do? I’m sure our good friend, Scott, felt that way often. But his determination to find “the big one” yielded exactly that—the big one!
Here’s how he claimed his prized shell. Calling a local veteran sheller, Scott set up a shelling expedition for later that evening. At 11 p.m. outside Ocean’s Reach, the duo followed the beam of their head lamps out into the April low tide. Yes, at 11 p.m! Shortly thereafter and about a foot into the gulf waters, Scott scooped up the biggest horse conch shell he has ever seen or held!
It was a great shellebration for Scott. And it couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy!