A quiet, tired park on the Pinellas edge of the Hillsborough Bay waters, Philippe juts into the bay with barnacled concrete walls and short runs of sandy beach. Its serene and bright and breezy. But the best time to visit is when its technically illegal to do so. Park nearby, hop over the low fence at the entrance, and take the chance on an after-hours visit during the autumn months. Youll see the park transformed into something creepy and mysterious the old oaks become fairy-tale haunted and the silvery moonlight through the trees makes the whole place seem unreal. A seductive getaway. Bring a friend.