Once upon a time, long long ago there was a street in Key West called Houseboat Row, and it was called that because people lived in houseboats parked along the seawall. And there are photos on the Internet to prove it:
They were a colorful lot the residents of the two dozen floating homes tied up to the seawall. Indeed there is a story that one of the homes was a hang out for biker gangsters in the 1960s which sounds terribly Hunter S Thompson, but as time went by the residents of Houseboat Row were pretty much your average working class Key West people. Which was reason enough to get rid of them. The last of the house boats was hauled away in 2002 and all that's left now is an empty seawall:
Well its not quite empty, people still defy the city and tie up their dinghies to the seawall,
in the mangroves:

As well as their bicycles apparently:
You've got to have wheels if you are going to get into town, and bicycles mopeds and even motorcycles can be seen from time to time parked along the roadway waiting for their owners to come to shore.
The city decided the boats needed to be removed in the early 1990's and that turned into a major city-wide brawl with everyone weighing in with an opinion. Anyone with the slightest knowledge of the politics (and opinions) of the Southernmost City will know that one side supported the boat owners as an integral part of the funky fabric of the city (a citywide referendum opposed moving the boats) while the forces of law order and development needed to see the boats moved. Hurricane Georges in 1998 had a go and some of the houseboats bought the farm but Houseboat Row only disappeared finally when the great State of Florida got a court order protecting the precious waters of the sovereign bay bottom. The waters look pretty good today and let no one say the trash is deposited by house boaters this close to the sidewalk:
One can still see the steps leading down to the water:
Over the protests of the people, and with assurances from local property owner Ed Knight that he wasn't planning on developing the land he owned in the area the houseboats were towed away to new homes in Garrison Bight Marina. I remember seeing the forlorn houseboats being towed down Hawk Channel looking like dispossessed blocks of flats floating away on the tide. And boats at anchor out in the channel:

Meanwhile onshore life goes on, and amazing to relate those inland acres did end up getting built on. Right after the ugly blight of polluting wrecked houseboats was cleaned up, a bunch of multi-million dollar condos sprouted like mushrooms across the street:
A cynic might argue that the houseboats were swept away to make way for the high end developments but that's not the way the history was written about Houseboat Row. I don't know if the people using the bike path or the facilities at the Seaside Condos know or care about this place's colorful past or their need for condos that ended it:

Its just one of those things. Change happens and people come and others go to make way for them and so the wheel goes round. People are still managing to hang in and live on their boats in Cow Key Channel. When the west wind blows the planes come in to land over the heads of the boaters, the condo dwellers, the cyclists and the salt ponds.
Nothing stays the same, and every time I ride by on South Roosevelt I miss the mail boxes and planters strung along the sidewalk, but there it is. Modern Key West is better than no Key West at all.
One can still see the steps leading down to the water:
Over the protests of the people, and with assurances from local property owner Ed Knight that he wasn't planning on developing the land he owned in the area the houseboats were towed away to new homes in Garrison Bight Marina. I remember seeing the forlorn houseboats being towed down Hawk Channel looking like dispossessed blocks of flats floating away on the tide. And boats at anchor out in the channel:
Meanwhile onshore life goes on, and amazing to relate those inland acres did end up getting built on. Right after the ugly blight of polluting wrecked houseboats was cleaned up, a bunch of multi-million dollar condos sprouted like mushrooms across the street:
A cynic might argue that the houseboats were swept away to make way for the high end developments but that's not the way the history was written about Houseboat Row. I don't know if the people using the bike path or the facilities at the Seaside Condos know or care about this place's colorful past or their need for condos that ended it:

Its just one of those things. Change happens and people come and others go to make way for them and so the wheel goes round. People are still managing to hang in and live on their boats in Cow Key Channel. When the west wind blows the planes come in to land over the heads of the boaters, the condo dwellers, the cyclists and the salt ponds.
Nothing stays the same, and every time I ride by on South Roosevelt I miss the mail boxes and planters strung along the sidewalk, but there it is. Modern Key West is better than no Key West at all.
25 comments:
I remember Houseboat Row...I was on faculty with someone ready to retire in the late 1990s and she and her husband planned to retire to Houseboat Row ...I do not know if they did
Quite possibly- there is a new houseboat row, where the surviviors went in Garrison Bight, which will be another story, after our current houseguest goes back Up North. Time's winged chariot hovering overhead all the bloody time, quite interferes with my ability to haul my camera around.
homer died on houseboat row in 1993 he was well loved
does anybody remember murphy
Does Anyone remember house boat row from 1983 to 1984 I used to live on a house boat with my mom her boyfriend and my sister was a kid at that time I need to know some things so i can remember some things The Name there was Brian Johnson I believe Please Email Garthmountain@charter.net
Yes, I remember Murphy. I sold Murphy his houseboat in the mid 80's, shortly before he died.
I spent some of the best days of my life on the row. I remember sitting on the seawall drinking beer with Homer and Tomasina, and the Fisher boys, Ray the author, John the teacher, and David the sweet gay guy, and all the rest of the people with only first names who made Houseboat Row what it was.
Now 25 years later, I live on the other side of the country in a multi-million dollar house overlooking the Pacific. But my heart and home will always be on Houseboat Row.
I am glad you took the time to drop a comment.
My wife and I finally made it to Key West a few weeks ago. We stood on the sea wall and took it all in. We love boating and keep our boat the "trippin' daisy" in Pleasure Island, North Carolina. As we knew we would, we fell in love at first site. We went to the houseboat docks at the city marina. What a joy. Some folks just appreciate an older boat, and the way of life that goes along with owning them......hope I can get her there someday soon.
Bud & Janet Morgan
Hi everyone,
this is Jeannie from Germany,and I'm looking for an old friend who lived on houseboat row.Her name is Claudia Wood and she owned the Aquarius.I would like to get in touch with her.So anyone out there who can help,here is my e mail;
bentje8xtanzen@yahoo.com
politly,Jeannie
My brother and I lived on one of the houseboats back in 1980. Mel Fisher was a neighbor actually had a houseboat there as well at the time. Lived in Key West from 1979 to 1981. We worked construction on "many" of the residential remodeling at the time, any of which could have been on an episode of "This Old House". Also remember the Cuban Boat Lift, drinking with Capt. Tony when he still had pet monkeys, Sloppy Joe's when they had parachutes hanging from the ceiling, the Green Parrot bar etc, etc. I could go on and on. Have not been back to Key West in over 12 years but will be going over Thanksgiving with my girlfriend. A real walk down memory lane for me. It will be her first time.
Paved Paradise and put up a parking lot, condos and don't forget Knight's timeshares. The dumb ass Sold gold for shit. This is why folks came to key west dumbass...not for corporate mall shopping. You Conchs sold your grandmothers, so why are we surprised!
Hi Everyone! I'm Sal, after seeing Houseboat Row years ago, my dream was to retire on a houseboat in Key West. I have revisited the dream several times through the years, even bought a house once in the Keys - sneaking in - but, life happened. I still want to run away to Paradise with all the colorful characters, the feel of freedom and the love of the water. Is there still a place for me???
I live on houseboat row in the early 80 as a young child lived with my mom sister and moms boyfriend I had Blond hair my mom had very long brown hair to the waist. If anyone remembers who was my moms boyfriend name was cant remember what it was
Please email me @ Garthmountain@charter.net
can anyone help me solve a mystery on houseboat row. back in early eighties. I lived on a house boat with my mom my moms boyfriend and my sister. it kind of looked like a small wood house with a arch and a front deck Please i need to solve this
Email me at garthmountain@yahoo.com
if you got info
I used to love Houseboat Row. My favorite boat was "A Chance to Dance in France." I just loved that name.
I got some pics from 78 till 81 of the row
I have a House Boat Row album started on my Facebook. I once lived on Mel Fisher's House boat, I spent several years on board the Aquarius with Smokey and then with Captain Claudia who was and is a great friend of mine. I lived on my sail boat "Tiny Bubbles" for several years. I am sharing my House Boat Row Facebook album with anyone who has pictures and wants to take part in it. PM me on Facebook. You can find me under the name of Jackie Ruth Brown Koson. I might be taking a break from Facebook, but am always accepting others to share my album with. Many people at House Boat Row knew me as "Bunny Rabbit."
I used to live on houseboat row when I was a kid... A big blue house, my dad Mickey Marrone owned it prob back around late 90s early 2000s I liked it there much more than when it got moved to garrison bight.. Anyone have any pics or memories
I lived on Houseboat Row from 93-97. I rented from a guy named "Orman". Does anyone know or remember him? He was probably 50 then, and it was over 20 years ago, so he is probably gone by now. I had a blast out there. I knew all my neighbors and they new me. We would have dinners on each other's boats. I was only 19 when I moved out there, and it was an amazing feeling of freedom to be away from the madness that was Key West every night. I had a car battery and stereo on my boat and enjoyed many peaceful sunsets. I haven't been back to Key West since then, and I am kind of hesitant to do so. I am afraid it will have run off all the outlaws, poets, and musicians that made me fall in love with it!
I owned a boat there, out from the sea wall. Crazy drunken times. It was the winter of 1997. It was a small 16 foot boat with a wood box built on top. I painted it all red with white stripes. Worked at Big Pine Key Market. Also the Key West market, Some scary nights there for sure like during storms! The boat would just circle around the boat anchor, except the damn anchor was a old car engine! I woke up one night and my boat had drifted next to the catamaran next to me around twenty feet away. Thinking you are being swept out to sea as you sleep is scary. I sold the boat to a couple and saw them a year later they said the boat was swept away during hurricane Floyd in 1999. I remember the conch cruiser with the middle finger swinging on the roof that used to park in a small swampy lot where the condos are now. He used to drive around Key West with that a 5 foot tall hand with a middle finger swinging back and forth on the roof. I also worked at the shrimp docks, hardest job I ever had, I did love the Cubans there. They had a small restaurant near the shrimp docks, they were connected with the Cuban refugee camps. If you were Cuban you got the food really cheap, but it was still a great deal for non refugees. I think it was like $3 for the best Cuban sub or a huge breakfast. I ordered two at a time. They thought that was funny.
Man those waves are big out in the ocean, one engine wasn't enough to hold my boat in its spot. So I had to buy another engine from the junk yard from the Cuban owner. Alex I think. The engines are emptied out of all fluids and that was the norm I guess to use engines as anchors. Other scary nights were just with some of the other boat dwellers. Some of the most shadiest people I can recollect in fact. After traveling the basic whole U.S. and parts of Europe. Plus living in the toughest neighborhoods in north Philly and the Bronx to Harlem to Hell's Kitchen and Avenue A, B, and C. in Manhatten. Drinking in the sun don't mix. Always ask permission to board a boat or look out!!! So many other things happened it was kind of like a horror flick. Trust me you are all better off with the condos across the street than some of the rougheons that were hanging around when I was there,I had some good nights, and bad, lucky I don't take no crap. Sent a few bad guys packing. Except when the coast guard would board my boat and harass me. For nothing at all, they thought I was a smuggler. Nope wrong again! They would board my boat, go through all my stuff! Mess everything I owned up. I still have my long hair. They still think I'm doing something wrong everywhere else I dwell too. Oh well. And those Jets from the airbase nearby, would fly over us and the sonic booms were incredible. Got pretty annoying after awhile. My blue Doberman lived with me on the red boat. She was scared from the storms and the noise from the jets too. I finally one year bought a van and lived around parts of the Key West island in that. The cops always woke me up just when I fell asleep and made me move my conch cruiser. They were really nice guys though. I eventually found a spot they didn't know about in front of a little neighborhood. I parked at the local McDonald's in the mornings to stay cool. It's like 90 to 100 degrees in the winter in Key West. Then hit Smathers beach to look for topless euro babes.
I used to camp in a tent in that nasty swamp where the condos are now built. No girl I ever met would have done that, so I rented a boat out in the ocean in front of houseboat row away from the sea wall, for my girlfriend(s) at the time. Also there were people camping on Christmas tree island back then. A place you could not go at night. Many people living there were running from the law. I live in the Pacific Northwest now. In Humboldt Ca. Kevin
The "amazing Murphy"?
Camping on westeria now
I lived in Key West for a couple of years around 1990. I was the drummer in the Southernmost Blues Band. I knew a few people who lived on Houseboat Row. One of them was a Deadhead named Henry, I think. He worked as a cook at IHOP and took a couple of weeks off every summer to tour with the band. One of the many memorable characters I knew
Hello Jeannie it's Claudia Aquarius....
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