I have passed over this bridge untold times. Like all things, the scenery here has changed. As a kid I remember coming over the bridge to see one dive shop, which is where we bought our gear and filled tanks, on the port side. Scrub oak and a small marina of commercial boats lined the starboard side.
Now, you have condo’s, restaurants of every size and shape, souvenir shops and high end boutiques that I couldn’t even tell you exactly what they’re selling. Yet despite the commercial clutter, and it is clutter, you can still see the old beauty of Destin Florida, and the water is just as blue and clear as always.
I go to Florida sometimes for vacation. I actually really like Florida. It’s a weird place, it’s surreal. It’s so close, but you feel like you’re in another world or on an island. – Jemima Kirke
This time instead of boarding the Patty Anne with Capt. Fred Baker headed out to the offshore wrecks, we boarded the Buccaneer with a crew of Jack Sparrow look-a-likes ready to make good little pirates out of my nieces and nephews.
Good memories, and making good new ones; some things never change.