The Pyramid of CAPE ROMANO

By Natalie Strom


“This is where it started. Do you see how far away the beach was? Never did we ever think the water would ever come that way. All the land was available but we decided not to buy where the domes were because we were afraid of erosion. Nevertheless, the erosion came from Marco and everything started building up at the point and blocking off the pass. You can see by the pictures.”

Judy Innes recalls her time on Morgan Beach at Cape Romano as she looks through four photo albums filled with memories while at her home in Naples. For ten years, she lived in a pyramid-shaped home on the barrier island located west of Marco with her then-husband, daughter and her menagerie of animals. It was the first home to be built on Cape Romano–yes, even before the dome home.

“We couldn’t wait for the house to be finished so we ended up living in there before it was fully constructed!” she says with a laugh. It was 1979 and Monte Innes finally had his wife’s blessing to purchase the land he so frequently flew over and loved. “It took a while, but he finally convinced me that we should go down there and live,” she recalls. “The first thing that he did was he built this barge. Of course they brought everything out on that barge. It was Monte and this man, Harry, that built the pyramid.”

In 1979, the pyramid home had over 2,000 square feet of beach. It neighbored the dome home, both of which sat on a pass that has since filled in with sand.

The two men built the entire home out of cedar. The very top of the pyramid was outfitted with gold mirrors that, with the right sun, “would burn your eyes out!” Monte and Harry built a lookout tower just below the mirrors. “You could pull a staircase down from the master bedroom and go up to the lookout. From there, you could see all of Marco. He had such talent. Everything was beautifully built,” adds Judy. “We had a huge waterbed in the master bedroom and he had to add extra pilings to support it.” The entire back half was a floor to ceiling lanai and the “front yard” boasted over 2,000 feet of beach.

Judy and Monte Innes.

Without any power lines or water, they relied on alternative sources. When it came to this, “my husband was a genius,” states Judy. Monte built a filtration system to turn salt water into fresh water.

He also built a windmill as a partial power source and used the porches to catch water to drain into their cistern. He also built aviaries for Judy’s tropical birds.

“All of a sudden my birds had eggs! And all of a sudden, the eggs hatched! So he decided to build me some aviaries and that was the birth of Birds Galore and I’ve had that business since 1980. That’s how I started breeding birds!” recalls Judy. Monte ended up building five aviaries to house all of Judy’s birds.

An assortment of Judy’s birds sit inside the house while still under construction.

At the peak of living in the pyramid, she had toucans, African greys, finches and macaws, along with chickens, geese, turkeys, ducks, pheasants, peacocks, a black swan, skunks, emus, dogs and horses. “Every time I came home from Naples I brought something home with me that was alive!”

The horses, however, were not that simple. “We had my two horses. Notice Me (Twiggy) and KoKo.” In 1979, they brought the horses over one at a time on a trailer placed on the barge. “We had horse jumps along the beach and we would ride them right into the water.” The horses lived on Cape Romano until May of 1987. “It was time for them to go,” Judy explains. The erosion of the beach began the year prior and the family felt it was no longer safe for the horses to live there. “Marco Dock and Piling came out. We lifted them on a trailer with a crane and onto the barge.”

At one point, Judy had five emus at Cape Romano, all raised by her since they were babies.

The horses moved to Judy’s property in Naples, but the family stayed on the island. Including Judy’s youngest daughter, Heather, who was in high school. “She took a boat back and forth to school every day.”

Heather would take a small power boat up the pass that ran along the back side of the house. “On the pass side it never eroded,” Judy explains. “The reason why the pass disappeared is because all the sand from the Gulf went into the pass.” Once the pass became too shallow, they purchased a four-wheeler to drive back and forth to the west end of the island in order to go back and forth to Marco.

“When that erosion started, it just didn’t stop.” By 1988, the 2,000 feet of beachfront dwindled to the point of threatening the home. The family was also going through some difficult times. Judy had an accident with her horse, breaking her shoulder. She wasn’t able to return to the pyramid home. Monte didn’t go back either. Judy hasn’t seen him since 1988. Heather returned to the island to care for the animals and slowly began to remove them. Many of them ended up at her mother’s property in Naples.

“You know what took the pyramid? A tornado. We sold the place to a couple from Ohio and the water was right at the edge. They bought it thinking they were going to save it but before they even moved in a tornado came and took it. Monte always said, ‘nothing is ever gonna take this away!’ Boy were we wrong!”

After only ten years, the pyramid house became just a memory. Those who have been around long enough have faint recollections of being chased away by emus or seeing horses swimming in the ocean. For Judy, looking through the photos brings her right back to this former life. “I remember it all so clearly. There was hardship but it was wonderful. It was the best ten years of my life.”

Twiggy arrives.


Monte and Judy couldn’t wait to move in, so they lived in a tent on the second floor during construction.

Monte built a windmill to help power the home which also ran on a generator.


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  1. I remember the first time I visited Judy and Monte at the pyramid. Monte introduced me to Captain Morgan,club soda and just a dash of coke for color..After one or two or twelve of those I thought I could fly. Monte was nothing more than a genius in a world full of idiots. A bit head strong but a man of conviction. Judy daughter Heather, used to come to the mainland every day and dock her john boat on the vacant lot next door to my home, Heather attended high school in naples with my daughter. Every day while at school Hay and bottled gas were delivered to the lot and Heather, upon returning from school would lower the hay and tanks over the sea wall , by hand into the boat to return to Cape Romano. I first met Heather when she had returned to the boat after school one day to find her bot on the bottom of the canal . That morning when leaving the cape ,it was raining and the boat was taking on water so she removed the transom drain plug and the water in the hull was sucked out. The problem was that Heather forgot to put the plug back in when she stopped and ……well shortly after the girls departed for school the boat sunk. When Heather arrived back that afternoon the boat was down in about 5 feet of water. She was scared. At the time she was about 15 and this was before the advent of cell phones. She came into the house in tears and showed me what happened. “Monte will kill me” she said. I told her we will take care of it. Heather was quite an exceptional girl and insisted on diving down and disconnecting the out board motor and handing it up to me on the sea wall. Then we all got down in the water ,lifted the boat up to the water line while others started bailing with buckets and an hour later the boat was afloat . It was getting dark by now and a storm was approaching and I asked heather if Monte and Judy would be working about her and she said maybe. We had the engine drained and cleaned and up and running but it was now dark and pouring down rain. Heather contacted Monte through the marine operator and filled him in and he told her to come on home. When I heard this I took the phone and got into a screaming match with this man that I had never met Monte. Stubbord and loud After some debate I convinced him to allow Heather to weather out the storm with us that night and make the 10 mile trip in the morning. So I angered a man that I have never met and asked him to allow his daughter to spend the night with a stranger..Pretty tense.from his perspective. The next morning I rode with Heather out to the island that I wasn’t even aware existed for the first of many visits. Monte was a mans man. He didn’t need anything from anyone and he thought that Heather staying with us was an imposition. We became good buddies after that but with time our paths didn’t cross so often. I got involved with a new business and the last time I saw Judy and Monte Innis was when they took our pet skunk “Skippy” to live her life on the island with them. I heard rumors that they got another skunk and with that they had young ones. The Innis” were an interesting group and extremely unique family. We have long ago left Marco island but I personally still think of these folks every time I order a Captain Morgan with club soda and a splash of coke for color………..Thanks Monte where ever you are

  2. I remember the toucans, the emus, the horses and every other kind of animal known to mankind living on that beach. I spent many memorable Sundays enjoying the company of Judy and Monte. Their daughter and mine were good friends. Such beautiful memories!

  3. What a life! What happened to Monte?!

  4. Very fascinating read; thank you. I just read about the Dome Houses, but this is equally as crazy. The part of the story that I found most peculiar was the fact that Monte has apparently been missing since 1988…

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