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Tuesday 3 July 2012

The Majestic Baganara Island Resort


Baganara Island has a rich history. It goes back a long way.
     Thomas Island which is one of the earlier name for the Island is historically linked to the British Lieutentant Thomas Stanton St. Clair who along with his troops came upon Bartica in 1807. It is believed that the Island was named in honour of him. However, relics found on Barnara, Dutch Bottles and Old Muskets and noticeable lines of settlement, suggested that Baganara may have provided some military base for the Dutch who were the first in this regionIn 1989, the Correia family acquired Baganara Island. This island is located in the Essequibo River, five miles south of the traditional gateway to the interior, Bartica. 

In 1989, the Correia family acquired Baganara Island. This island is located in the Essequibo River, five miles south of the traditional gateway to the interior, Bartica.
By 1994, the famous Baganara façade was taking shape. Residents of Bartica and other curious persons would travel just to take pictures and marvel at the transformation of a wild jungle to a serene paradise right before their eyes. 
In 1995, construction of an airstrip and a manager’s facility was underway. The facility and the island were used as the venue for numerous training seminars and management retreats. Unknowingly, seeds were being planted for the future of Baganara Island as a resort par excellence, where private and corporate clientele could escape for physical and mental rejuvenation. In 1996 the Island was transformed into an Island Resort Facility.


On the resort you can expect to enjoy a scrumptious breakfast as you gaze out across the wide open mass that is the Mighty Essequibo River and absorb the breathtaking beauty of the day ahead of you. Enjoy island activities at your own leisure, explore this paradise on foot or simply wile away the hours absorbing this small piece of heaven that is Baganara Island Resort. Finish off your ideal day with a delicious dinner, served on the fine grains of white beach sand under the stars. Last, but certainly not least, drift off to sleep in absolute bliss to the tune of waves washing up on the shore.



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