KEN ROCKBURN , CanWest News Service
ROATAN, Honduras – Just a scant 55 kilometers off the coast of Honduras, Roatan is the largest of the three Bay Islands that are a magnet for snorkellers and scuba divers from around the world. Stretching 65 kilometers long and just three kilometers wide at its thickest, much of Roatan’s north coast is paralleled by a coral reef second only in length to Australia’s Great Barrier Reef.
Roatan is a beautiful place, and much of what makes it appealing is out of sight – stunning coral with thousands of brilliantly colored fish.
For the tourist, one critical issue, of course, is beaches. Are they clean? Are they white, granular sand? Are they under-populated? Are there many of them? The answers are: yes, yes, yes and yes.
The best beach on the island is called West Bay Beach. It is at the west end of Roatan and is everything you want in a beach. At one end of the bay the coral reef comes to within a few meters of the shore. For the novice snorkeller, it is paradise.
Not far from West Bay Beach is West End, a laid-back, Jimmy Buffet-like village. Here, tanned and muscular young people from around the world stroll down the main street in various stages of scuba-gear undress.
There are many restaurants to choose from in Roatan and the inevitable shops filled with T-shirts and other overpriced bric-a-brac. In fact, the restaurant scene is surprisingly varied and good. Local rum is about $3 U.S. a bottle; cold beer goes for a buck a bottle. The Lighthouse Restaurant in West End features local dishes and has a wonderful patio that looks out onto West Bay Beach. Rick’s American Cafe offers tasty seafood and appetizers. The Blue Parrot Bar and Grill in Sandy Bay is another great spot, as is the Argentinean Grill in West End.
When you’re not noshing, check out canopy tours of the forest, a garden sanctuary featuring local flowers and plants, and a butterfly garden with butterflies, parrots, toucans and a macaw that yells “STELLA” just like Marlon Brando did in A Streetcar Named Desire. Sherman Arch’s iguana sanctuary offers leisurely views of the lizard, as well as macaws and monkeys. He charges $5 for a visit to pay for food for the animals.
To get to any of these places you can choose between water taxis or land taxis. Make sure you negotiate the fare in advance. There are no meters.
But even if your idea of vacationing is to sit and veg, you can watch vibrant green geckos, skinks running on their back legs, hummingbirds totally different from the ones that sip at our flowers, woodpeckers that are very noisy, palmettos, rock doves and palm trees.
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Roatan is filled these days with expats from mostly two places: the United States and Italy. In fact, the Italians like it so much there is a regular charter flight from Milan to the island. What is truly surprising is the number of Anglos who have tossed everything over and moved here full-time.
Bob and Lynn, a late-middle-age couple from Memphis, Tenn., came to the island on a vacation, went home, gave most of their belongings to charity, had a lawn sale to get rid of the rest, and moved here permanently. Bob, the owner of the Blue Parrot Bar and Grill, is another American who packed in his life and set up shop here. And Drew, the new owner of Rick’s American Cafe, is a transplanted Briton, who has several health clubs in Los Angeles, came to the island six months ago and stayed.
It is a land filled with newcomers. Even the owners of the cabana where we had set up shop are semi-transplanted foreigners. Ottawan Dan Davis came here two years ago on a vacation and ended up buying a modest cabana as a retirement sinecure.
“The idea of being able to slip into the ocean at the end of the dock and snorkel out to the reef right in front of your place sold us,” Davis said. “We did not realize that we loved the place until our two weeks were up and we had to go home.”
Stuart is a Scot living in Spain with some business “interests” in Roatan. He is the living embodiment of the dilemma the island is experiencing. He tells us that he has some U.S. partners who want to develop a chunk of land close to the airport. But the land was occupied by squatters. He says they offered other land, plus money, but the squatters weren’t buying, so they got a court injunction. Still no dice. So they sent in the cops and ejected the squatters and their furniture out onto the road.
Some of the squatters showed up at the airport, where the company has its offices, and threatened to “shoot up the place,” Stuart said. Now there are private shotgun-toting guards around the property, while the squatters and their furniture sit by the side of the road.
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Development on Roatan is following the same path that has plagued many other remote, idyllic locations. The big money wants to be there, but there is little in the way of infrastructure.
The problems are plentiful. The island has a fresh water aquifer that provides sustenance to the locals. But the regular visits by grotesquely huge cruise ships have threatened even that basic human need. When the ships pull into the pint-sized port at Coxen Hole, they suck up thousands of litres of fresh water, draining the aquifer. Yet Roatan needs those tourists.
As with many developing-world vacation spots, the beautiful beaches and tasteful resorts stand in sharp contrast to the poverty. Roatan is dotted with barrios, like El Swampo where ramshackle plywood houses lean against each other for support.
So when the cruise ships arrive, taxis jack up their prices, the knock-off watch/purse/hammock industry hits the beaches, and the plastic chairs that were once free to sit on now cost $5. This is a fleeting but necessary prosperity.
Yet even with its problems, Roatan is an adventure vacation that far outstrips the usual package tours and will leave you with some fine memories to hang on to on those cold February nights.
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IF YOU GO
Getting there: You can take Air Canada on Sunday mornings, through Toronto to Miami, then switch to TACA Airlines, which has direct flights to Roatan.
