Journey of an Oyster Shell

by Rinne Allen

Earlier this spring, 200,000 pounds of recycled oyster shells were barged over to Sapelo Island, Georgia.

 

They were unloaded, bag by bag.

 
 

And bag by bag…

 
Truck hauling oystershell across Sapelo Island, GA
 

…they were driven across the island, down dusty roads, through palmetto and pine trees.

 
Volunteers unloading oyster shell off of trucks on Sapelo Island, GA

Then, they were unloaded, again.

Bag lifted by crane, placing oystershell on Sapelo Island, GA

Community members, friends, and volunteers gathered on island to bag the recycled oystershell into smaller, biodegradable bags that will be placed in the saltmarsh.

Volunteers bagging oystershell on Sapelo Island, GA
 

Bagging the oystershell was exciting. The shell travels down PVC chutes into the bags with high velocity

 
Crane truck lowering boat into marsh on Sapelo Island, GA

Then, we had to get the boat in the water...

Tyler Leslie and Nik Heynen guiding oystershell bag into boat on Sapelo Island, GA

the shell into the boat…

Maurice Bailey placing bags of oystershell into the marsh on Sapelo Island, GA

then, into the marsh.

Volunteer placing bag of oystershell into the marsh on Sapelo Island, GA
Bags of oystershell placed in the marsh on Sapelo Island, GA

Soon, new baby oysters called spat will begin growing on the recycled oystershell and new oysters will form over time, creating not only a reef, but an entire habitat. This habitat will stabilize the marsh mud and also help slow down the sea water that infiltrates the community at certain times of the year.

 

Here you can see the newly placed shell in the background, and the shell placed last year in the foreground.

 
Newly placed shell and shell placed the previous year on Sapelo Island, GA
recycled Oyster shells with one year’s worth of new growth on them in the marsh on Sapelo Island, GA

Recycled oyster shells with one year’s worth of new growth on them

Bald eagle watching workers place recycled oystershell into the marsh on Sapelo Island, GA
 

This bald eagle watched us the whole time.

 
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