Island Girl

North Captiva Island is accessible only by boat whereas the sister island to the South has a causeway connecting it to Fort Myers. florida_sanibel_captivas_322627That’s about all we know about the place and information is limited. Until Sunday morning, we are guests of the North Captiva Island Club (NCIS, as I quickly learned thanks to Emily who works for Island Girl, the boat service that ferried us over from the mainland, love calling it that). The 17 minute ride from Pine Island Marina, with 13 passengers a captain and his mate, was swift and smooth. Our little boat replete with bags of groceries packed in plastic, suitcases, a vacuum cleaner (not ours) and bait (also not ours) pulled into a beautiful little channel set off by mangroves before sunset on Tuesday where we checked in and learned a teeny bit about the lay of the (is)land.

We were greeted by a sunburned young twenty-something named Josh and his sweet little dog, Gizmo, a “morkie,” think maltese and yorkie mix. Together, they showed us our forest green Club Car golf cart, number 77 and how to work the headlight. He loaded and hauled our luggage and six bags of groceries for five days of meals – breakfast, lunch and dinner – in a separate mini-version of a flat bed attached to his “service” cart and led us to our watermelon colored tree house located on the far side of the air strip. The kids got a kick out of the grass covered “strip.” The grown-ups grumbled to themselves over the fear of sounds from air traffic.rooftopcaptiva

It didn’t take long for the four of us to settle in to the multi-level residence and hit the roof via the metal spiral staircase for expansive views looking over the island toward the Gulf of Mexico. The kids quickly dialed in to the multi-media offerings that include an X-Box, four televisions and multiple remotes. The physician/scientist/husband graciously offered to unpack my belongings while I prepared our chicken salad and quinoa dinner with the assistance of the 11-year old sous-chef. He confirmed that I wouldn’t balk at his choice of drawers or organization. “No way, I leave it up to you,” and truly, I was grateful for the gesture. We opted out of the St. Patrick’s Day poolside party later in the evening and watched TV altogether. The television remotes posed a challenge but in this age of technical challenges, I am happy to report that I was the one who successfully tuned in and out of desired channels. Yeah for Mom. Meanwhile, no one believes me but the house sways, it’s on stilts, built to withstand the harshest of storms after Hurricane Charley devastated most of the Island in August 2004.

The chirp of crickets could be heard in between gusts of wind blew fast and furiously throughout most of the night and sleep well we did, windows open, fresh air on our faces.

So here we will be with little to do but spend time together, search for seashells, kayak, bike ride, rest and relax. And spend time on away from our computers. xo sSs

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One response to “Island Girl

  1. Interesting Read! Very detailed blog.
    Thanks for sharing

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