HARBOUR ISLAND—a tiny sliver of land in the easternmost reaches of the Bahamas—is sometimes called the Nantucket of the Caribbean because of its concentration of billionaires, celebrities and colonial-era houses. But unlike many other jet-set playgrounds, Harbour Island has much to entice the rest of us, too.
Over the course of a two-week visit, I savored top-notch sunrises on the three-mile-long Pink Sands Beach. Though much sought after for its distinctive hue, it still feels wild thanks to a steep ridge that partially blocks out the mansions and high-end resorts behind it. I spent hours walking the island, luxuriating in the breezy climate, said to have curative properties; a 1722 report claimed that “when inhabitants of other islands become sick, they go to Harbour Island and are cured within 15 or 20 days.”