Ok, so technically these aren’t shells from the sea; they’re snail shells, and we found hundreds of them scattered along the river bank at our first portage. My hippie high-school self thought it might be neat to turn these into a necklace, so I collected a pocket-full of colourful ones, wrapped them up in tin-foil, and stored them away for safe keeping.
We finished the necklace back at Liz’s place, who kindly let us use her tools to make a small puncture in each shell to string fish line through.
The end result was just as I expected: cute and sweet for a hippy high-school girl. But I doubt I’ll flaunt this thing around town.