As SammyB said, the little island has an interesting history. Once the playground for the rich and famous of 1960’s it’s now the resting place of a decaying hotel that is surely the keeper of many secrets.
As I stepped across the second floor room, I could imagine the elite standing around clutching their glasses of champagne as they toasted to another night of eating, drinking and imported debauchery.
One of these visits I hope to meet someone who was there. A boat captain…a maid..a chef who wouldn’t mind spending a few minutes or hours remembering what Navy Island was like when it was alive with guests and events.
