National Geographic : 1958 Jan
U U~~cupll National Geographic Photographer B. Anthony Stewart Coring Tube Samples the Floor of Biscayne Bay In cooperation with the National Geographic Society, scientists at the University of Miami's Marine Laboratory (background) are studying the life histories of pelagic fishes. Their new hurricane-resistant head quarters perch atop pilings on Virginia Key, near Miami Seaquarium (page 56). Mud cores help laboratory biologists determine the effects of pollution. Kneeland McNulty retrieves the steel pipe. Beach, the big, sparkling metropolis of mid Florida (pages 44-5). We sailed through half a dozen drawbridges, and in one bridge-tend er's window a placard urged "Hurry Back!" Florida's "Gold Coast" Booming As we pushed south along Florida's "Gold Coast," burgeoning new settlements of salmon pink and azure-blue homes appeared around each bend. Everywhere heavy construction machinery roared and scooped and lifted, as swimming pools and dream houses took shape. Full-grown coconut palms, trucked in and newly planted, stood with the assistance of wooden props. At Palm Beach Tradewinds had a mid-town marina to herself save for the dockmaster in his houseboat and a family of purple martins high on a pole. Palm Beach would not be really alive again until winter. In many Florida communi ties, however, we noticed that air-conditioning is boosting the trend toward year-round liv ing. Man-made harbors open off the waterway, providing waterfront for homes, many with cruisers at their front doors. An illusion of travel ing along a boulevard grew as we passed Deerfield Beach, Pompano Beach, and Fort Lauderdale, where traffic coursed U. S. A1A at our left, with the ocean just beyond. Many yachtsmen who reach Fort Lauderdale and its mu nicipal marina, Bahia-Mar Yachting Center, ask, "Why go farther?" From the mo ment he is directed to a berth by the airport-type control tower, the boat owner becomes a pampered being. Largest marina in the South, Bahia-Mar has 450 berths, many occupied for months, even years, by boats that sel dom move but are simply float ing homes (page 51). As we entered Biscayne Bay, the breath-taking outlines of Miami Beach's massed hotels brought us sharply to the real ization that our waterway trip was near its end. We docked Tradewinds, and for a few days took part in the life of a salty community where sailing craft predominate. We enjoyed a brisk sail on Biscayne Bay, then took Tradewinds to a snug haven up the Miami River to await friends who would sail her back north. Soon, from a National Air lines DC-7B, we looked down upon parts of the waterway on which we had spent 58 memorable days. The airplane took us back to Washington, D. C., in three hours. It was a good way to get quickly from point A to point B, but, with a last glance at a waterway dappled with sun and shadow, we knew there is much to be said for traveling by slow boat.