OCEAN HOME MAGAZINE | Welcome To The Abaco ClubFriday, July 27, 2018
I’m stuck. Again. In this battle between me and low tide, low tide is winning. And it’s not close. In fact, I can cling only to the tiniest of moral victories: there’s no one around to witness it.
During the final afternoon of my stay at The Abaco Club on Winding Bay, I’ve climbed into a sea kayak and ventured out to Sugar Key, a spit of land no more than 1,200 feet long, set only a quarter mile from the residential club’s white sand beach. The tiny island offers tranquility and solitude to those wishing to further escape the club’s already bucolic lifestyle. Four chaise lounges under two thatched umbrellas punctuate its sliver of sandy beach. Remote sunbathing, however, is not what brought me to the key.
I’ve made this aquatic pilgrimage to see—and hopefully paddle with—a flotilla of sea turtles that I’ve been told often inhabits the shallow, azure waters just off the key’s rocky, western shore. That is, if I can ever get there.