No creatures were harmed in the making of this post…

The Conch was only empty shell remains by the time my CQR found it.

But it was no match. The 75 pound metal mass was defeated. The pointed end of the plough pierced the shell and compromised, was unable to burrow itself into the soft sandy seabed, instead lying ineffectively on top. I blissfully unsuspected. The combined weight of anchor and attached chain was enough to hold the boat in place at the time. 

It wasn’t until later by force of breeze that I became aware that she wasn’t set and was dragging. I jumped forward to retrieve and reset the anchor and then understood WHY!

I noted that the sailboat in harbor just behind me, fendered up. I guess he no longer felt comfy after the episode…