Marco Island by boat, it’s one of my favourite things to do.
There are the visits to Tigertail beach by car, wading across the lagoon to the exquisite irridescent shelled beach which I love, but heading out by boat is a whole different world.
This particular boat trip was shortly after Hurricane Irma had torn its way through Florida and beyond, so the once lush, brochure perfect palm trees were looking a little less than pristine, and there were a few roofs and even small boats in some trees, but the beauty of Marco Island was still in evidence.
Lucky enough to have friends with a boat (life choices guys, life choices ), we set off from the marina and headed towards Ten Thousand Islands where we moored up, jumped into the water and headed for the sand bar.
A few slinky box jellyfish to avoid in the water but thankfully the water is crystal clear so easy to see, and ofcourse the occasional fish swimming past (for a shark obsessed sharkophobe like me, no worries, at most a Tarpon or Catfish).
The boys stayed on the boat to fish while we walked to the end admiring the views.
Sufficiently fished out, we set off again, round the Cape Romano Dome house, once an architectural dream but now awash and 180 ft offshore, and round towards Tigertail for a picnic on board amidst fellow boaters, making the most of the Sunday sun, and ambient musical offerings from other sailors.
Sundown saw us returning to the marina, sun drunk and sea tired, and ready to pack up the boat after a spectacular show of Marco Island’s beauty.