We packed the water bottles and towels; we even wore our suits. But, let’s be honest, our trek to the beach was less about swimming and more about the experience.
Pleased at the “early” start we got, we piled in the car for a 14 mile drive that takes an hour or more at this time of year. The return trip takes about 20 minutes if you time it right by getting on the road before the mass exodus.
Upon arriving over the bridge, we cruised the island from the northerly tip to about the end of Ft. Meyers Beach to the south. As we crept slowly with traffic, we had a chance to sight-see all the up-to-date changes. Thankfully there were many cars on the island so that even the driver had a chance to check out the scenery.
After surveying the island by car, we parked and set out on foot. Our first stop, in order to uphold our family tradition, was the hot-dog stand. This is a must stop for us whenever we go to Ft. Meyers Beach. They serve a tasty Chicago Style hot-dog, without ketchup of course, that even us Chicagoans can appreciate.
Once eating was out of the way, we strolled to the nearby beach access. We made a beeline to the waterline where the tightly compressed sand provided a suitable walking surface. We ambled along the beach dodging castles with motes and couples playing catch. With a beautiful cross breeze, our leisurely walk was quite delightful.
We made our way to the boardwalk and went out to the end to sit. After a long sit on the end of the pier watching fisherman catch fish and squeamish children marvel at their bounty, we set out towards the car. On the return walk, we dipped our toes in the tepid water that was really a perfect temperature for swimming if we were so inclined.
The beach was packed with people, young and old, families, and couples. This was a perfect venue for people watching. And, what else does one do at this spring break “Mecca” known as Ft. Meyers beach but people watch?
We don’t go to the beach to swim.
Pleased at the “early” start we got, we piled in the car for a 14 mile drive that takes an hour or more at this time of year. The return trip takes about 20 minutes if you time it right by getting on the road before the mass exodus.
Upon arriving over the bridge, we cruised the island from the northerly tip to about the end of Ft. Meyers Beach to the south. As we crept slowly with traffic, we had a chance to sight-see all the up-to-date changes. Thankfully there were many cars on the island so that even the driver had a chance to check out the scenery.
After surveying the island by car, we parked and set out on foot. Our first stop, in order to uphold our family tradition, was the hot-dog stand. This is a must stop for us whenever we go to Ft. Meyers Beach. They serve a tasty Chicago Style hot-dog, without ketchup of course, that even us Chicagoans can appreciate.
Once eating was out of the way, we strolled to the nearby beach access. We made a beeline to the waterline where the tightly compressed sand provided a suitable walking surface. We ambled along the beach dodging castles with motes and couples playing catch. With a beautiful cross breeze, our leisurely walk was quite delightful.
We made our way to the boardwalk and went out to the end to sit. After a long sit on the end of the pier watching fisherman catch fish and squeamish children marvel at their bounty, we set out towards the car. On the return walk, we dipped our toes in the tepid water that was really a perfect temperature for swimming if we were so inclined.
The beach was packed with people, young and old, families, and couples. This was a perfect venue for people watching. And, what else does one do at this spring break “Mecca” known as Ft. Meyers beach but people watch?
We don’t go to the beach to swim.