The Conk Queen Becomes the Conch Queen

Sooner or later, Mikayla’s 66 inches in height were bound to collide with the 58 inches on the door frame of Happy Times. When she banged her head on it this afternoon, she made a neat one-inch cut through her scalp above her forehead.

At first Mikayla shed no tears. “Wow that really hurts,” she thought to herself. That soon changed to, “Oh crap, I’m bleeding a lot.” A lime green cloth quickly became splotched with red. Some gauze and a bag of ice stopped the bleeding and then a headache like none other set in.

A couple of days later, a young man hunting conch off Green Beach, Vieques, noticed that we were watching him as he moved from spot to spot with a line trailing behind him. Soon he presented us with a huge conch unlike any we’d seen in the Bahamas.

Evidently, Mikayla had spent more time than I was aware of at the Chat ‘n’ Chill Conch Bar in Georgetown. She took the conch from Dave Rock’s hands and set about dressing it. She neatly removed the animal from its shell and sliced off the eye stalks that had been peering up at her. Next, she trimmed away the mantle lip, gut and style. Then she peeled back the skin, leaving behind a hunk of meat that she sliced and diced for conch salad.

In less than three days, Mikayla went from Conk Queen to Conch Queen.

 

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About Cheryl Crockett Lezovich

Mom, first mate and writer aboard a 40' Manta catamaran, S/V Happy Times.
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2 Responses to The Conk Queen Becomes the Conch Queen

  1. William says:

    Is that David Rock and Lea Ann on ‘Faith’,an IP-40? If so say hello from Judy and Me on OPTIMYSTIQUE

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