On-Site Provo: Stumbling Upon Steamy Taylor Bay
So many people flock to Provo expressly for the fun and sun of Grace Bay that it’s easy to forget that there exist many other wonderfully sublime stretches of sand sprinkled throughout the island.
Sticking and staying on Grace Bay was never going to be in my plans when I visited Provo last year, of course. In addition to exploring ancient pirate caves, cryptic rock carvings, and the amazing phenomenon that is Chalk Sound, I was intent on finding a more uncommon beach alternative to the well-trod territory of Grace Bay.
It had to be someplace remote. Someplace unique. Someplace devoid of bars, restaurants, or facilities of any kind. The kind of beach I remember from my childhood in St. Croix, where your imagination and all that nature provides is all that you need to have the time of your life.
I found all this, and more, at Taylor Bay.
My friend and former Provo resident, Bob Davies, and I stumbled upon Taylor Bay a bit by accident following a nice little lunch at Las Brisas. The restaurant, located directly on the southern shores of Chalk Sound, is just a stone’s throw from Sapodilla Bay. There’s a great beach there that would’ve made a good spot for a post-lunch swim, but Bob was curious to explore further up Chalk Sound Road.
After driving for just a few minutes, we encountered a small collection of cars parked haphazardly in the grass at the side of the road. Some tennis courts and a smattering of private homes were scattered about, giving the appearance of a private party in one of the homes. A small group of people carrying inflatable rafts down a dirt path, however, suggested otherwise…
We followed in their footsteps…
…eventually emerging here – glorious Taylor Bay.
On the other side of the island, along Grace Bay, the throngs typical of a Saturday afternoon in Provo were no doubt gathering en masse. Here, on Taylor Bay, though, there were maybe 20 of us – plus the odd dog or two – and not much else.
About the only thing missing that I would’ve liked was a breeze. Taylor Bay has such a pronounced horseshoe shape that the air just seemed to sit in there, heavy and hot like a sauna.
Luckily, though, Taylor Bay is also blessed with tons of seriously calm and shallow water that you can sit in to stay cool. The virtually still waters here barely get higher than your ankles over an area that appears to extend hundreds of yards out to sea.
Being at Taylor Bay is like being in on a great secret, one that’s 180-degrees from Grace Bay in ways that compliment Provo’s most famous beach. Both are certainly worth experiencing in my book, with Taylor Bay getting the nod when you’re feeling adventurous, or simply want a little seclusion away from the crowds.
Note: aside from a few private homes, there is literally nothing on Taylor Bay. That means you’ll have to watch out for yourself and any young ones you may have in tow (no lifeguards). It also means you’ll have to pack a cooler (no bars, restaurants, or convenience stores) and an umbrella (no shade).