So the Whelk shell I found was a amazing, but the problem it created was a doozy. A short time after that I went back to the beach with the family to shell. Unfortunately my phone was in the car so I could not document the situation. My son and I were looking for shells (which to him means throwing rocks into the ocean) when I spotted a HUGE dark shell half buried in the sand. Could I hit the jackpot again? So I commandeered my son’s small net and proceeded to pull the shell out the sand with my new found shell digging bravery. What happened next was terrifying. It was a live horse conch, which proceeded to writhe and spit water a foot up into the air. My son started screaming, “What is THAT THING? AGGGHHH,” and go running for the dunes. I had no idea what to do, so I tried to push it out into the waves as best I could without puking. If you have not seen one, they are a huge coral colored muscle…I cannot even think about it.