About SeaSide Inn Beach Resort -
Unspoiled Bradenton Beach
VACATION IN PARADISE - Air & light. Sun & sea. Turquoise
waters & bright blue skies. Seascapes & cloudscapes that never end. Gentle
trade winds from the east & off-shore breezes from the west taking turns
according to the season & time of day.
These are the basics: the last great luxuries of time &
space. You’ll find them here in Florida in abundance in the casual little
resort of Bradenton Beach on the unspoiled island of Anna Maria, which
sits at the edge of the Gulf of Mexico just north of Longboat Key & opens
like a fan from Sarasota Bay into Tampa Bay. Some have called Anna Maria
Island the last great place: No pretensions here, just charm &
authenticity.
This relaxed, friendly place offers a truly wonderful way
of life. It’s very much about nature. Things move to the rhythms of the
seasons & the tides. The skies are magnificent – brilliant azure blue most
of the year (this is the Sun Coast, after all). The warm Gulf waters are
filled with marine creatures & the sweeping white sand beaches are alive
with seabirds. It’s a sportsman’s paradise as well: Boating, sailing,
swimming, fishing in the Gulf & Bays, kayaking, para-gliding, windsurfing
& biking are all available on-island, with golf & tennis provided at
nearby clubs.
SeaSide Inn Beach Resort captures the feeling of the place
& is located directly on the Gulf of Mexico. Here’s how it goes: Just
outside your window is one of the prettiest white sand beaches anywhere.
Pink light streaks across puffs of clouds & a cool offshore breeze blows
your way. It’s just you & the sanderlings wading through the wave breaks &
a flock of terns resting in the sand. Little coquinas with multi-colored
shells open & close to the tide. Dolphins breach through the turquoise
swells while a manatee lolls in the shallows & a frigate bird casts its
silhouette against the sky. From early summer to late autumn, turtle
tracks from the great old loggerheads can be seen leading up from the sea
into the dunes where they come in the night to lay their eggs before
returning again to the sea. Piles of shells wash ashore from the fertile
Gulf waters: scallops, kittens paws, nautilus tritons, cockles, olives,
limpets, translucent jingles, sea stars & sand dollars & many others.
Fossil shells, stony white & encrusted with age, litter the sand, but you
hunt for petrified sharks’ teeth & the vertebrae of prehistoric mammals.
Down the beach, a fisherman casts a line into the surf while a great blue
heron perches beside his bait pail; neither bothers to look your way.
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