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“day at the beach”

Reviewed December 22, 2011

I enjoyed running on the sand and mingling with the very friendly locals.

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Lagrange Ga
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Reviewed July 29, 2004

The Beach was great. The whole vibe of the people, the taste of the food and the sound of the music just made you come to life. It is the perfect place for you just let yourself go. "NO WORRIES MAN " A great theme for a care and worry free place. The sand was beautiful and the water was perfect. I give it two thumbs up. I give it an Excellant rating, so give it a try and I know you will love it.

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Southern California
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Reviewed March 8, 2004

Is what I found 20 years ago still true today? I hope so; because in November 1982, in MoBay 3 weeks for the innaugural tribute festival for the new Bob Marley Memmorial Centre(at the time still just a dirt landfill) it was a natural mystic. My lady and I stayed at old Harmony House (funky but affecting) across Glouchester from Fletcher Beach. Most of our visit, we were among the few "tourists" in town; the over-attention was both annoying and rewarding. (We got to see things the usual tourist would never see back then -- maybe not even now: mountaintop dub parties; woodshop recording sessions; roving 'demo-makers' with portable recording services for rent; neighborhood 'jerk' cookouts at the Far Bar; 'insider trading' at the St. James Straw Market; being exclusively guided and hustled by one Johnny Dollar; living with locals and even helping them sell wares to tourists! -- Fun! And real funny. Revealing, of BOTH cultures.) After each far-flung excursion, Fletcher Beach was the respite. No high-budget booze-all-you-want, fortress-oasis-amid-the-chaos type place... just warm, breezy and free white sands -- the sanctum sanctorum of blue-collar MoBay. Peace and tranquility rules under the sun, and some things never change: broad white beach with ample chaises; clear (and I mean CLEAR!) warm water, easy-floating wand at walking-depth several hundred yards out; quiet weekdays, busier with local folks & families on weekends; local guitarists serenading along under the palms; fruit-bearing women 'higglers', their baskets on head or in hand, ready with mock-sarcasm and endearing manners, to renegotiate every bit and morsel . . . of her fruit OR her social opinions. (Reading of int'l news seems to answer a cultural delight and passion to know everyt'ing going on everyWHERE! -- a crucial facet of their canny survival system). Especial fun at Fletcher's appeared out of nowhere, under an isolated waterside almond tree: a young fellow sighted up my cassette recorder (audio notes for my friends), began recording himself, and ended up performing a whole "toasting" concert right there, with no one around but me and him. (If you ever hear of a toaster called Tacky, this is him: "What a Bam Bam!...My name itta Tacky at de microphone stand/Me come from Clarendon an' Wes'moreland/ Holla Jamaica, mon, a fi mi born land!/Me don't fight de she-goat only de ram/ Some taxi door mark 'Please Don't Slam'...") Then there was the moonlit night we fell asleep on our chaises, and around midnight a shadow fell and we awoke to a towering fellow with a baseball bat. When he realized we were tourist, he muttered only, "Okay, mon," and quickly disappeared -- and we suddenly realized we had our own private, guarded beach! For the night, if we wanted! FREE! Ya mon -- REALLY no problem! Fletcher Beach was simply special. And the urchins and coral are too far out to be of concern (unlike Negril, where I stepped on one, and the watersport renter Rasta advise me to urinate on it: "Bes' medicine fe de body is de OWN BODY, mon, yunno see?") That's what Fletcher Beach is: a place for just people; medicine for the people's body and soul. So, soul rebel, I hope you have as much fun there today as I'n'I did then. Give Thanks & Be Upful...

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Reviewed November 28, 2011
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