Sharing this conversation from several years ago was like taking a gentle walk down memory lane with my dear friend Cornelia Bailey. It stirred up so many moments we’ve shared over the years — long talks about culture, tradition, and the meaning of legacy. But this time felt different. This one reached deeper.

Watching culture come alive before my eyes — standing beside Cornelia and her family as they harvested whelks — was something truly special. It wasn’t just about the shells or the sea; it was about witnessing a living tradition, one that carries the heartbeat of generations.

Take a listen, and then browse through the photos below. You’ll see it — the beauty, the rhythm, the strength of Sapelo’s traditions — all shining through every image.

You’ll find the Knobbed Whelk along the shores on Sapelo

Up on the North end of Sapelo island gathering whelks with the buckets in hand.

Sapelo’s Knobbed Whelk ready to boil

Cluster oysters along the Sapelo shore

Seine fishing with large fishnets pulled by several people. Another enduring cultural tradition.

Catch from seine fishing is shared among everyone pulling the nets.