Over Lent 2021, amidst the pandemic, a giant traffic cone appeared to the people of New Orleans over the huge pothole on Constance Street. And just a few short weeks later, it disappeared on Good Friday 2021, ascending to the great storage yard in the sky.

To be clear, we did not build the Cone; it appeared to us. And though its time with us was far too short, its message was clear. And over some drunken threads on Reddit, the mission came into focus.

Thus began the Mystic Krewe of Conus. Every Mardi Gras season, we parade on foot, dragging an homage to the One True Cone that was, reminding us of the potholes that are.

Every year, the Cone calls more and more people to march. Will you heed the call?

All oddities aside, we’re a Mardi Gras walking krewe with a hilarious history and a bright orange future. We march in the Krewe Mosaique parade (French Quarter, the Saturday before Chewbacchus) and others throughout the year.

Beyond parading, we cone-gregate year round. We usually meet once a month, performing a service project and then hanging out after at a nearby bar. We’re a tight-knit community with wide open arms, and we hope you’ll join us.

All Hail The Cone!