At first light Pass-A-Grille beach inspires more contemplative activities: a barefoot stroll with coffee in hand; swimming with the pelicans and dolphins; Sun-Salutations on striped beach towels; reading the daily or a thick, glossy paperback; a run on the packed sand; fishing: It is as if the rhythm of the waves, nature’s original white noise, and the blue skies cannot help but promote such endeavors.
Pass-A-Grille is a local treasure. Nestled between the much busier Clearwater beaches to the north and Fort DeSoto park the south, Pass-A-Grille on St. Petersburg Beach stretches for a mile and one half from end to end. Save for a small square, no buildings abut the beach and the dunes and tall sea oats, with sea turtle nests interspersed within, curtain beach goers from the sometimes busy Gulf Boulevard. It is the absence of beachside development and the clear expanse of blue and white which makes Pass-A-Grille so unique in Florida. The beach remains, relatively, unspoiled.
Like any other beach, as the sun arcs across the sky the sands become thick with beach-goers marking their plots with umbrellas and chairs and coolers, although the settlers here still tend to be families as opposed to spring-breakers. But the early morn, in my opinion, is the best time to get the true Pass-A-Grille experience.