Monday, October 18, 2010

Beach: Ft. De Soto

Today, I felt the slightest chill in a tank top - a sign of Autumn in Florida. It's hard to believe that just over a month ago, we were sweating bullets at Ft. DeSoto Beach. If you haven't been there, locals will *gasp* in shock that you haven't discovered this Florida gem. It's true, there is much to do: campsites, biking trails, bird watching, kayaking, paddle-boarding, reef snorkeling, and the ruins of a historic Spanish Fort that will transport you in time to an era when Espanol was the dominant language round these parts. Oh, yea, and there's a pristine beach guarded by mangroves as old as Florida herself.
On our first visit, we took along a few houseguests that hailed from California (thanks for the visit K. & A.). We started off with some waterside dining a-la-picnic-style. But when I discovered this swing, I didn't really want to move from here. Would you?
At the information center, we learned about all the things to enjoy here. Right behind the building, we looped through this short sweet trail.
Finally, we made it to the white sands and clear warm waters that vacations are made of. I can see why this beach keeps getting voted as the #1 Beach in America (according to TripAdvisor and Dr. Beach).

We had fun, but the day ended too quickly. Next time, I hope we get to take the ferry over to Egmont Key for some serious snorkeling.
Having felt the magic of Ft. DeSoto, I just know that we will be back.
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4 comments:

Jen Kershner said...

Oh the beauty!

The scooter is a 20cc Honda Metropolitan and the rules depend on where you live. Where my Dad lives you don't even have to have it titled. Here you do!

J - Pacha Mama said...

Thanks for the info. I'll pass it on to hubby ... ahem ... "Santa" and hope for the best. In semi-related news, I did buy myself my dream bicycle: an Electra Townie 3i in the loveliest shade of teal. There will be a blog post about it - eventually.

Linda@ Lime in the Coconut said...

oooh oooh oooh...

And If ihave any say...you'll bump into me there when you return!

J - Pacha Mama said...

The frustrating thing about Florida is that it is REALLY hard to pick a favorite beach. But that is frustration I can definately live with.

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