by Lazaro Ruda

June 2nd, 2002

It was 6:30am when I awoke preparing for the day to come. Awaking to the sight and smell of tropical Key West, I got my things together and drove about 5 minutes to the Key West airport where I was to board my flight. This tiny airport was once a very busy link for the old Key Westerners who for just a few dollars could hop on a flight and spend the day in Cuba—smoke a few Cuban cigars, have some Cuban Espresso (whew!), and enjoy the sights and sounds of a Caribbean town bustling with a kaleidoscope of colors and sounds.

With today’s embargo and communism having such an impact on the island of Cuba this airport no longer makes such trips. Serving as a simple getaway for the tourists who would like to try out a little stunt airplane action, a trip to the mainland or as I was about to embark in— take a 40 minute seaplane ride 70 miles west of Key West to Fort Jefferson in the Dry Tortugas.

Showcasing three beautiful seaplanes, Seaplane of Key West cheerfully greeted me and soon enough I was filling out the information necessary in order to make my trip. Being about 30 minutes early gave me a chance to walk around and see these beautiful seaplanes up close and personal—the envy of anyone who would love to travel the Caribbean in a style all of his/her own. The perfect scuba 'airboat' if you ask me.

It wasn’t long before the others who would be sharing of this adventure would arrive. We introduced each other and boarded the plane with the pilot dressed in common tropical attire (You’ve gotta love Key West). The time had come—we were on our way to our new adventure over land, air and sea.

Shortly after boarding the seaplane, we began taxing down the short runway and zoom…we were off. A lot less bumpy and heart-wrenching than many of today’s commercial airlines, this little fella soared like an eagle in the air. Being that I have flown few times, I spent the whole trip with a huge smile on my face. Between the joys of flying, a spectacular view of Key West, the emerald waters of the Gulf of Mexico, the perfect-picturesque views of small mangrove keys with clouds reflecting off the mirror-like ocean and spotting tons of sea turtles, bottlenose dolphins, schools of sharks, eagle rays, and more—from only 500ft. above sea level—the 40 minute trip to Fort Jefferson was jaw-dropping.

It wasn’t long before we arrived at the Dry Tortugas. Originally discovered and named by Ponce De Leon in 1513 as Las Islas Tortugas (The Turtle Islands) for its abundance of sea turtles. These islands were later named in many nautical charts as Dry Tortugas to warn sailors of the lack of fresh water (or so it's been said).

On the horizon it appeared, the engineering marvel of the 1800’s was in sight—Fort Jefferson. Awe inspiring as it is seeing it in a photograph, nothing can really prepare you for the feeling you get from circling the fort just 500ft. above it. Consisting of over 16 million bricks, Fort Jefferson was originally built by the U.S. Corps of Engineers in 1846 and construction continued for over 30 years—although it was never finished. This fort, which covers 11 acres of the 16 acre Garden Key, was originally designed to control navigation to the Gulf of Mexico and protect Atlantic-bound Mississippi River trade.

During the Civil War, the fort was converted into a military prison for captured deserters. Among its prisoners were four men convicted of complicity in President Abraham Lincoln’s assassination in 1865, the most famous being Dr. Samuel Mudd. In 1935, Fort Jefferson was proclaimed a National Monument but it wasn’t until 1992 that Dry Tortugas reached its current status as a National Park.

As the seaplane now descended upon the waters next to the fort, the skippy landing was definitely an experience to remember. It's easy to know how a Cormorant bird feels as it makes its landing in the water. Beached on the white sand next to the fort, we exited the seaplane and were shortly briefed by the pilot on the fort’s history, points of interests, and at what time we were to meet up for our departure.

With 2 ½ hours to spend on my own personal adventure on this key, it wasn’t long before I was wandering through the center of the fort, through its many passage-ways and up spiraling stair cases to the top of this enormous fort where huge cannons used to protect this fort. The views were awe inspiring and I couldn’t help to think of what it must have been like for all the people who built this engineering marvel.

Nature too really shows off its own engineering marvels in the waters surrounding the fort. Through the years, tons of coral polyps have collected on the brick walls that protect the fort from the ravages of the ocean. Snorkeling around the fort in its emerald green waters and seeing the ocean’s beauty in less than 6-7 ft. of water was divine. Many juvenile tropical fish darted in and out of the protection of the coral heads, turtle grass, and tons of soft corals that cover the area around the fort and the reefs. Cruising nearby were schools of large tarpon, snappers, and the occasional great barracuda.

Around the fort towards the north-eastern side are the remains of an old ship dock. With only its pilings still erect, this area along with the bird sanctuary nearby (Sands Key) has become the roosting home of tons of birds such as Noddies and Pelicans with magnificent Frigatebirds soaring high in the sky.

Click here to see and hear the bird sanctuary on Sands Key

After an exhausting, but stunning snorkeling adventure around half of Garden Key it was almost time to leave. After a quick run to the other side of the fort to pick-up my belongings and a few snapshots, we were waving farewell to this magnificent place. Swearing that I would return—but next time I would try my hands at camping on the key overnight. This wonderful key, the fort, and its waters made for a fantastic half-day adventure 70 miles west in what was once the realm of pirates and billions of dollars in gold and emeralds…all waiting to be discovered.

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