Caladesi Island
One
of the dangers in writing this column lies in featuring a relatively
unknown travel gem in the spirit of generosity only to have it overrun
by curious, lead-footed initiates. Once an out-of-the-way destination
is revealed, it tends to lose some of its original attraction, as secret
edens become miniature Manhattans, thronging with boisterous tourists
and perennially screaming kids. Indeed, many “secret spot”
aficionados see loose-lipped publicity as an unforgivable betrayal,
as if you were solely responsible for the jet ski’s invention
and mass production. Fortunately, the paradisical and very understanding
Caladesi Island is prepared for your arrival.Long before coastal geologist
Stephen “Dr. Beach” Leatherman awarded it a top-ten rating
on his list of the country’s best beaches, the Gulf Coast’s
Caladesi Island had been drawing sun and sand worshippers from throughout
the world, eager to enjoy a bit of Florida coastline at its most primitive
and pristine.Well, “primitive” may be a stretch - the island
is equipped with a busy 100-slip marina, a snack bar, and ample facilities
- but thanks to the strict regulation of visitor numbers and lengths
of stay, Caladesi has remained virtually unchanged since the extinction
of the region’s Tocobago tribe in the 1500s. Subsequent settlers,
in the form of ubiquitous conquistadores and the island’s lone
19th-century homesteader, Swiss biologist Henry Scharrer, left little
mark on the 3,000-acre park, instituted in 1968. Located a few miles
offshore from Dunedin and north of maddening Clearwater Beach, Caladesi
is one of the few undeveloped public-access barrier islands left in
Florida, characterized by three miles of white sand beach, mangrove
swamps, live oak hammocks, and untouched virgin pine flatwood. Though
in a constant state of flux, always at the mercy of fickle storms and
swelling tides, the park remains a sort of geological time capsule,
offering a glimpse into an era when the state’s coast teemed with
wading egrets and hearty sabal palms dominated the skyline. Formed in
1921 after a storm created Hurricane Pass and separated it from what
was then Hog Island, Caladesi is, for the most part, reachable only
by ferry from nearby Honeymoon Island, itself a little-known State Recreation
Area and secluded haven. Hurricane Elena filled the pass in with sand
back in 1985, and at low tide one CALADESI ISLAND can make the arduous
crossing on foot from northern Cleawater Beach, but the hourly $9 ferry
from Honeymoon is worth the trip alone, lending spectacular views of
the approach across the azure bay.Construction on the island is limited
to the area surrounding the marina and consists of a small verandahed
snack bar, picnic shelters, large bathrooms complete with showers, and
raised boardwalks to either of two proper beach entrances. Erosion of
sea oat beds and dunes is mitigated by several well-marked nature trails,
a 5-hour time limit for visitor stays, and a sunset closing time.The
beach cuts a blinding white swath across the horizon like a gull wing,
and a gaze north and south past a smattering of rented umbrellas and
lolling baskers is always accompanied by that serene breath many travelers
pay thousands to exhale. The crystal gulf licks the shore lazily, sending
up the rhythmic tinkle of a million coquina shards, while sandpipers
scuttle manically across the impossibly fine sand. Dolphin gambol in
profusion just offshore, and even the briefest sighting is almost guaranteed.
This year, “Dr. Beach” upped Caladesi’s sugary beach
to Number 2 in the nation (just behind Maui’s Fleming Beach),
based on over 50 criterion including sand quality, current safety, and
water clarity, and the surrounding gulf waters wash with Tahitian transparency.
The beach itself is where your inner compass points you, and though
its draw is powerful, an amble through Caladesi’s forgotten interior
offers an equally calming experience.It’s rare for a barrier island
to exhibit even the slightest increase in elevation, which makes Caladesi’s
11-foot rise so dramatic and exceptional. In the course of a short hike,
several distinct habitats flourish, preserved by their near immunity
to damaging floodwaters. A walk from the beach westward through dry
scrub opens up to wavering pine copses, and then, at the island’s
highest point, sprawling live oaks. Back down through the trail, the
vegetation gives way to sea grape canopies, a dense tangle of mangroves
visible beyond.Despite its coveted ranking on the highly-publicized
“Best Beach” list and a wealth of coverage espousing its
natural charms, Caladesi remains mercifully uncrowded, owing perhaps
to the difficulty in actually finding, then reaching its shores.
But one man’s inconvenience is another’s blessing, and Caladesi
Island is a blissful secret well worth sharing.