"I did not want to live out my life in the strenuous effort to hold a ghost world together. It was plain as the stars that time herself moved in grand tidal sweeps rather than the tick-tocks we suffocate within, and that I must reshape myself to fully inhabit the earth rather than dawdle in the sump of my foibles." — Jim Harrison (Julip)
My poor shell bucket has been empty. Shelling on the SWFL coast has been sort of flat the last few months. Good shelling requires a combination of things. Tides, winds, moon phase all play a part. The biggest factor is location, location, location. Sanibel is the shelling epicenter on the west coast of Florida with the best seismic shelling waves extending to Cayo Costa on the north and south to Bonita Beach, Naples, & Marco Island. The really sweet shelling spots can only be reached by boat. That's why I practically jumped for joy when shelling guide Capt. Brian Holaway of Captiva/Sanibel Island invited me out for a shelling excursion next week.
|Cayo Costa Island is only accessed by boat (Credit:Capt. Brian Holaway)
|Lightning whelk on the flats (Credit: Capt. Brian Holaway)
|What boat ride is not complete without a dolphin visit? (Credit: Capt. Brian Holaway)
I started following Capt. Brian's blog because of his stunning photography. His passion for the water less traveled translates through the lens of his camera showing us coastal wildlife, Florida native plants, & the outer islands of SWFL in all it's stunning beauty. Capt. Brian's Observations on the Water is not only a journal of his shelling guide trips but also his travels which range from camping in the Everglades to exploring in Panama.
Capt. Brian has lived on Captiva Island since 1994. His fascination with the history of ancient Caribbean cultures has lead him to study Botany, Archeology, & Tropical ecology. He has even traveled to the Amazon to study the relationship between people & plants. As a coastal Master Naturalist through the University of Florida, Capt. Brian can tie up the pieces of what you see, what you find, & where it came from all together for you. Actually, the mystery of where all the shells have gone has been solved - they are all on Capt Brian's back porch. So, if I come up empty handed on our trip - I know where I'm headed next.
|Capt. Brian's private collection displayed on his back porch (Credit: Capt. Brian Holaway)