Elizabeth Stark came to what she called the
“perfect paradise” of Mayport ,
Florida in 1914. There were too many gray-haired people in the
rest of the state to suit her she quipped.
Ambitious and savvy, she and her husband bought all the land they
could: hundreds of coastal acres. It was christened Wonderwood. They built a 1,000 foot fishing pier and
several houses. They raised polo horses
and grew figs. She anointed herself the Queen of a cast of eccentric characters
that included mobsters, movie stars, industrialists and treasure hunters that took
advantage of the new rail lines It endures today as a picturesque car ferry. Wonderwood became a symbol of the developing
South and Elizabeth its defender. When
World War I broke out, she famously protected her bulwark by assembling a stalwart
troop of armed Girl Scouts on horseback that patrolled the beaches. “Although we never had any spies arrested, we
kept a lot of them on the move,” she boasted in her memoir.
making their way South. Previously the only way to easily reach
Mayport was by shooting a gun in the air to call a rowboat ferry which began in
1874 to carry farmers, merchants and travelers across the
But time in
her paradise was curtailed by the government. In 1940 the Marines evicted the
Starks, raised Wonderwood and built an officer’s club. President Roosevelt insisted that Mayport
become a military base. An officer “followed me out on the street and told me
to leave and never put my foot on the property again,” she wrote. Unbowed, she found “a suitable shack” on the
beach to live in which reminded her of the Girl Scout “hun hunters”. She
claimed she was happy.
Meanwhile,
along the nearby coast, hotels were springing up to meet the growing
demand: The Continental, The Atlantic
Beach Hotel, Perking House and the Palmetto Lodge. The Spanish-Mediterranean designed Casa
Marina was built in 1924. Every one of those hotels except the Casa Marina
burned to the ground, victims of the lethal combination of heart pine floors, lanterns
and candles. It was fire proof,
constructed of stucco, concrete and tile.
It had the beach’s first sprinkler system. So it endured. Its tenacity is reminiscent of Elizabeth
Stark’s. She could have been its muse.
volunteer corps in the country. But then the military cut it all short just as it had for the Starks. It appropriated the hotel for military housing during World War II. A succession of owners and businesses followed until 1991. Then it was boarded up for eleven years until being elegantly renovated and reborn as one of the 240 Historic Inns of America.
The unique Spanish-Mediterranean architecture remains but the hotel has been remodeled into 18 two-room suites and 5 rooms. An attic has been transformed into a stylish rooftop martini bar with unparalleled views of the coastline and a lively, cosmopolitan scene. The ocean-side courtyard where brunch the dining room attracts a full house for Executive Chef Aaron Webb’s “new beach” cuisine: a combination of local and Southern tastes. The crowning glory is his whole roasted red snapper which is seasoned and slow roasted while poised in an upright, swimming position. It’s so photogenic; diners often want the chef to pose with it for snapshots.
Steps
outside the hotel are the other attractions of Jacksonville Beach : the boardwalk with its souvenir shops and fast
food, Lynyrd Skynyrd’s Free Bird Lounge.
There’s a popular quarter-mile-long fishing pier. There are surfers and
swimmers, jet skis and boaters. Mark
Vandeloo, General Manager of the Casa Marina, “took a huge interest in the
hotel as I met the people who walked in the door. They had fond memories or a
story of its history and what it meant to them.” He considers
himself the guardian of the
hotel’s history which is artfully depicted in vintage photographs that line the
hallways. But he also looks towards the
future. “Hopefully in another 90 years,
people will visit and tell their story ….. about the great experience they
had.”
More photos are here
If You Go:
Casa Marina: www.casamarinahotel.com