
The ferry horn sounds across the cold gray waters of Puget Sound, and within minutes you've left the traffic and concrete of the mainland behind. Vashon Island rises from the chop like a green promise, its forested hills cloaked in mist that drifts through stands of Douglas fir and western red cedar. There are no bridges here, no easy escape routes, no quick commutes. That isolation is deliberate, fiercely protected by the 10,000 souls who call this island home. They've traded convenience for something harder to quantify: the sound of rain on a tin roof, the sight of bald eagles wheeling over Quartermaster Harbor, the knowledge that getting here requires intention. This is the largest island in the southern Puget Sound, yet it feels like a secret whispered between Seattle and Tacoma.
Vashon Island stretches thirteen miles from Point Vashon in the north to Tahlequah in the south, connected to its smaller sibling Maury Island by a narrow isthmus. The Washington State Ferry from Fauntleroy makes the journey in about twenty minutes, though on summer weekends the wait can stretch much longer. Foot passengers can catch the King County Water Taxi directly to downtown Seattle. There's also a small municipal airport for those who prefer to drop in from above. But however you arrive, you'll find no bridges waiting, no causeway, no tunnel. The islanders have voted down every proposal to connect their home to the mainland, preserving a rural character that feels increasingly rare this close to a major metropolitan area.
Beneath the cold, emerald waters surrounding Vashon lies a world few visitors ever see. Scuba divers who brave the fifty-degree temperatures discover rock walls completely carpeted with life: orange and purple sea stars, blood-red sea cucumbers, soft corals swaying in the current like underwater forests. Giant Pacific octopuses, some with arm spans exceeding fifteen feet, hunt through the kelp beds along Colvos Passage. Wolf eels peer out from rocky crevices, their faces almost friendly despite rows of crushing teeth. The diving here requires thick wetsuits and specialized training, but those who make the effort describe underwater gardens that rival any tropical reef for sheer density of color and life.
Walk the main street of Vashon town, clustered around the intersection of Bank Road and Vashon Highway, and you'll understand why artists have been drawn here for generations. Galleries display pottery, paintings, and handcrafted jewelry created by island residents. The shops carry local honey, organic produce from nearby farms, and art that could only come from a place where people have time to look closely at the world around them. Kayakers launch from beaches to explore miles of coastline, while cyclists pedal the rolling hills despite roads that can feel narrow when sharing space with cars. The pace is deliberately slower here, the priorities different.
Vashon's position makes it a natural hub for exploring Puget Sound by water. Seattle lies to the east, Tacoma to the south, and the Kitsap Peninsula to the west, all accessible by ferry. The island's sheltered harbors have welcomed boats for over a century, though guest moorage remains limited. Quartermaster Harbor, shared with Maury Island, offers protected anchorage when weather turns foul. Point Robinson Lighthouse has guided mariners since 1885, its white tower still standing watch over the treacherous currents of East Passage. For those seeking a getaway from the cities that bracket the Sound, Vashon's bed and breakfasts offer quiet rooms where the loudest sound is often the call of a great blue heron.
Located at 47.42N, 122.47W in Puget Sound between Seattle and Tacoma. The island is clearly visible from cruising altitude, appearing as a dark green elongated shape. Vashon Municipal Airport (2S1) offers a 2500-foot paved runway. Seattle-Tacoma International (KSEA) is 12nm to the east. The Fauntleroy-Vashon ferry route is often visible as a white wake crossing the Sound.