A barrier island twenty five thousand years in the making. Twenty eight hundred acres of dunes, marsh, marina, and quiet front porches. Ten minutes east of Charleston, a whole world away.
The Isle of Palms boasts seven miles of wide, pristine beach great for swimming, lounging, fishing, biking and kayaking. We have been a destination for beachgoers for generations.
The Front Beach commercial district from 10th to 14th Avenue stays exactly the size it should be: small enough to walk, big enough to find a parking spot.
"With its seven miles of white, sandy beaches, the Isle of Palms remains as much a place of beautiful serenity for residents and visitors today, as it was for the Seewee Indians."
Seven elected council members. One mayor. About one hundred staff. Twenty eight hundred acres to look after, and a few thousand neighbors who notice everything. Most of what we do shows up in the calendar, the meeting agendas, and the small daily work of keeping a beach town running.
"It is the small daily things that make this place feel like itself. The walk to Front Beach, the wave from the marina, the way the loggerheads come back every May. We are stewards of all of it."
What is opening, what is closing, what is blooming, what to wear, when the turtles arrive. No more than four hundred words. Sent the first Tuesday of every month.