Pirate Island to me is a place where dreams are made of. It’s a place where kids and grownups don’t have to be grown up… Every time we go here as a family we end up climbing trees, balancing on branches, and building forts… sometimes we don’t even go swimming. I think it’s great to have a place like this everywhere you go…
It may not even be the actual beauty of this place but more so the way it makes us feel. When Mattias and I were first dating back in the fall of 1998 we were driving by this cool area and quickly said… “STOP!!! PULL OVER!!!” it was like we found this oasis of beauty… since then whenever we need to get our Florida on and just unwind… Pirate Island is where we go… apparently it’s actually called Beer Can Island! who knew!
The way we feel when we take our girls here is kinda free and just so present. It’s a special kind of feeling in this hustle and bustle of life that we try so hard not to give in to… but it’s there in all of us… and sometimes we need to be taken some place actually plucked out of our norm to find it….