Locals call it the Pass, and the drive west from Biloxi takes about forty minutes along the beach road. What you arrive at is a small town of fewer than six thousand people on a peninsula with the Mississippi Sound to the south, the Bay of St Louis to the west and bayou behind it. There is no casino. There is no strip. There is a harbour full of working boats, a long avenue of live oaks, and one of the plainest lessons in American hurricane history.
Pass Christian was a resort before Biloxi was. Wealthy New Orleans families built summer houses along Scenic Drive facing the water through the nineteenth century, and the Southern Yacht Club — the first in the South and the second in the United States — was established here in 1849 before it moved along the coast to New Orleans eight years later.
Then the storms. In August 1969 Hurricane Camille destroyed the Richelieu Apartments on the beachfront and eight people who stayed in the building died. In August 2005 Hurricane Katrina put a high water mark of 27.8 feet on this town, the highest storm surge ever recorded in the United States. Of roughly eight thousand homes in the city, all but about five hundred were damaged or destroyed. Thirteen police officers were trapped inside the public library as the water came in and survived the night on its roof.
The population tells the rest. It was 6,579 in 2000, fell to 4,613 by 2010, and had recovered to 5,686 by 2020. Many of the antebellum houses on Scenic Drive were lost, and many of the buildings there now are newer, raised higher, and set on the same lots under the same trees.
What has come back is the seafood. The harbour works. The oyster trade that once defined this stretch of coast has had a much harder time of it, and the reasons are worth understanding before you order a dozen.