Marco Island

Marco Island is the largest barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico off Southwest Florida.  The island is the largest and only developed land in Florida’s Ten Thousand Island.  A long sandy beach covers most of the west coast with resort hotels in the south.


Here is some history about Marco Island.  When Spanish explorers came in 1500 the island was named La Isla de San Marcos, named after gospel writer St Mark.  Collier founded the village of Marco in 1870.  In 1896 Collier opened a hotel on the island known today as the Olde Marco Inn.  Clam digging was the major industry in the early 1900.  A ferry service began in 1912 between Marco Island & Isles of Capri.  It lasted until 1975 when the Goodland Bridge was opened.  The first wooden vehicle bridge was a swing bridge built-in 1938.

The island is linked to the mainland by bridges south of Naples about an hr from our boat.  The drive to the island was beautiful and scenic.  The homes are beautiful and the grounds are immaculately maintained.

We parked at the Tigertail Beach Park and had to walk more than a mile to the beach.  Finding public access to beaches is not easy on Marco Island.

This is Linda waiting for the guys they are parking the car and bringing the beach chairs.  Riding to the beach in our convertible car with the top down is the best.  Paul is still being our chauffeur and Kent is the navigator.  Linda and I ride in the back seat and have wind-blown hair.

img_4838 On our walk to the beach Paul got ahead of us and decided to take a break on the trail.  When you look at the picture you can see how white and soft the sand looks.  I walked the trail bare foot, not something I would do at home.

Paul taking a break

The white sandy beach extends as far as you can see.  I just love walking in the soft white sand.  This is so different from the beaches back home.  I am getting spoiled with this warm weather and nice beaches.

Linda and I walked the beach for shells.  They are a lot bigger than Sanibel and Fort Myers beach.  You can find small conch by the handfuls.  The gulf water was warm. When you walked in the water you had to watch out for all the sea shells some are very sharp.  This is crazy swimming and it’s almost Christmas.

Paul and Kent enjoyed sitting on the white sand beach.  We all had a great day and we got our exercise.

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