Tony Brewer View

Thinking about Myrtle Beach and my upcoming golf outing brings up a memory. Years ago, we went to the beach for just the weekend. With our excitement, it was hard to sleep. We ended up waking up extremely early in the morning, so we headed out. The sun was just barely coming up and the beach plows were not out yet. So there were a lot of seashells to be collected from the sand. We picked up an entire bucket of interesting shells. The early morning is truly the best time to look for shells, before the plows and all the other tourists strip the beach clean.

We took our bucket of shells to the car and left them in the trunk while we went to have breakfast. Then we went to the beach and enjoyed our day.

The downside of the story is that evidently one or more of the shells actually had sealife living in them when we picked them out. So in the high heat of the day, locked in our trunk, the critters died and began stinking to high heaven. When we went to the car the next morning with our luggage and opened the trunk, the smell about knocked us out! It stunk up the entire car and everything in it. I think it took over a month for that smell to eventually be cleaned and repeatedly sprayed with air freshener before it was not gaggingly noticeable.

Moral of the story – don’t leave seashells locked in the trunk unless you are 100% sure that there is no sealife hidden in the shells.