Daily Archives: March 8, 2009

Pensacola…

Today we took a roadtrip over to Pensacola, FL about 25 miles away.

Heading out we went over the Alabama Point bridge, passing by the front of SanRoc Cay, the shopping/lodging/entertainment area built on property that my parents once owned.

SanRoc Cay - redux

SanRoc Cay - redux

 Diagonally across the street is a large hotel/restaurant complex we ate at with the entire family about 5 years ago.

A Hurricane Ivan casualty

A Hurricane Ivan casualty

Oops!… Sorry about that.

It’s not there anymore. In fact, it’s totally gone. 

The entire family ate dinner here in June 2004 at a large seafood restaurant that was part of the hotel.  Then in September 2004 Hurricane Ivan roared thru Gulf Shores as a Cat 3 storm.

These buildings and many more at Gulf Shores just disappeared.  There are still many blank spaces along the beach where the buildings still haven’t been rebuilt.

Another casualty was the row of beach houses built where my parents also owned property and houses.

Where our cottages used to be

Where our cottages used to be...

The pink cottage on the left used to be one of two on the right that were all the way down next to the condo in the background. They were called ‘Sea Fever’ and ‘Sandpiper’.

My parents once owned all the property that you see on both sides of the road.  They gradually sold off parts and then built the two cottages on the two lots that were left.  They used them as rental units intermixed with family vacations for many years.

They sold off the ‘Sea Fever’ in the mid ’80’s and then my mother sold the ‘Sandpiper’ in 1993 after my father died.

The dentist who bought the ‘Sandpiper’ moved it from the beach side of the access road to where you see it now.  He then built a very ugly 3 story house on the beach lot.  Somewhere along the way, the owner of the ‘Sea Fever’ tore it down and built something else.  And other cottages lined both sides of the road.

Then Hurricane Ivan swept thru and everything was washed away except for the ‘SandPiper’.  It was my father’s design and he knew how to built things to survive Gulf storms.

We later spent the day driving around Pensacola, eating lunch at another Sonny’s BBQ,  stopping by a Sam’s Club to pick up a new color backup camera for the rig, and looking up old haunts.

Just another day in paradise…