So what do you do in Eleuthera, a 100-mile-long wisp of land curving east like an archer’s bow? According to literature, research and dependable local gossips, most people come here to do…absolutely nothing. That’s right. The beach bum is the true king here, his every do-nothing need met by mile upon mile of obliging shores. These are the supermodels of the beach world: pink sand, sunlight dancing on cerulean waters, sheltered coves, dramatic cliffs.
For those looking for more than a suntan, Eleuthera offers a number of high-energy distractions. Wreck divers can explore the Devil’s Backbone, fashionistas and foodies can salivate at the upscale boutiques and bistros of Harbour Island, and seasoned surfers can catch the waves of the eastern shore.
While Harbour Island, a celebrity favorite, is developed and pricey (though fabulous), ‘mainland’ Eleuthera is ripe for off-the-beaten-path exploration.