Horseshoe Bay, Bermuda
by Lorna Gayle
(Lanesboro, Ma, USA)
Horshoe Bay's Sweep of Pink Sand
Horseshoe Bay is a memory of what Bermuda was like long ago. It has lovely pink sand and scrubby bushes beyond the high tide line. It is small as beaches go, framed at either end by craggy rocks, one with a cave underneath.
You can swim out to a little outcrop of rock in the water and perch there looking back at the shore, watching the children and the parents and the family dogs all running in and out of the water, or just floating in the palm of the gentle waves.
Having been born in Bermuda, Horseshoe Bay probably means more to me than most tourists. Yet, I try to keep a sophisticated, world traveller's eye when judging it and it is still one of the loveliest places on earth, particularly at sunset when real Bermudians go to the beach.
The water is 85 plus degrees and the sun is nestling down into the horizon, there isn't much difference between the air and the water around you and its peaceful beyond belief. It is a meditation on beauty and timelessness.
Anguilla, I am sure is very much the same.
