The point itself
The tip of the peninsula, open-lake frontage facing the 520 bridge and the skyline. The trophy parcels, generational in every sense.

Your insider guide to
A one-road peninsula town of roughly 450 people between Cozy Cove and Fairweather Bay, where the lots run to the water on both sides and the town government fits in a single small hall. Hunts Point is the Eastside's quietest address, no shops, no through traffic, just old firs, low docks, and some of the most valuable residential land in the country.
What defines it: the very top of the market with privacy over prestige signaling, deep moorage in a no-wake cove, and Medina's school assignments with one-tenth the passing cars.
The tip of the peninsula, open-lake frontage facing the 520 bridge and the skyline. The trophy parcels, generational in every sense.
The west shore's protected deep-water cove, calm moorage, afternoon sun, and docks built for real boats.
The east shore facing Yarrow Point, morning light, quieter water, and the Wetherill Preserve trails at the neck.
The handful of non-waterfront lots along Hunts Point Road, the only entry price under eight figures, and they trade once a decade.
What to expect
Roughly 150 homes, nearly all on large waterfront or near-water lots under mature firs. The architecture runs from 1930s lodges to brand-new compounds, and the town's design review keeps everything low, quiet, and screened from the road.
Inventory is close to zero in most years. Sales here are estates, divorces, and quiet handshakes, and the public listing, when it happens, is often the last step of a done deal.
The buyer picture
★ = run, don't walk
Old Main’s French bakery, the point’s unofficial commissary.
Kirkland’s Michelin-storied Northern Italian, ten minutes north. The occasion room.
Handmade pasta on Old Main, the reliable date night.
Vietnamese fine dining worth the five-minute drive.
The 1958 Bellevue pancake institution. Saturday ritual material.
Old Main deli-brunch, the Reuben and the matzo ball soup.
Kirkland’s waterfront-adjacent French standby for long brunches.
31st-floor steak-and-skyline at Lincoln Square.
Bellevue’s basement cocktail den, moody and excellent.
Downtown Bellevue’s serious espresso room.
Macarons and champagne at the Bellevue Collection.
Bare firs, still coves, and the quietest address on the lake at its quietest.
Winter fishing season for the resident bald eagles. Watch from the dock.
The preserve’s gardens hold their bones beautifully in gray light.
South blows push whitecaps up the lake, the point takes the show head-on.
Bellevue’s holiday parade is eight minutes away when December needs lights.
The lake’s winter constellation, every point home leaves one on.
The little hall does one, and everyone actually goes.
The gardens wake up first here, the old estates planted for exactly this month.
The estate’s ornamental plantings peak April to May. Walk it weekly.
The boat parade route passes close, idle out and watch from the bay.
Bulkhead checks and boat lifts wake before Memorial Day.
The lid park connects to the trail, Seattle by bike in about 40 minutes.
Fairweather Bay’s rookery gets loud in the best way.
Clyde Hill Elementary tours book up now for fall.
Dock life, cove swims, and the season the point was built for.
The town gathering, then every fireworks show on the lake at once.
Glass water for the paddleboard before the boats wake.
The hydros and Blue Angels, fifteen minutes south at idle.
The lake hits 70 by mid-July, the dock ladders earn their keep.
Fairweather Bay’s wind is gentle, perfect for the little boat.
Marina Park dinner runs, no parking required.
Gold maples over the lane and the lake handed back to the residents.
The old maples over Hunts Point Road earn the season.
September boating is the year’s best-kept secret.
The preserve’s big trees go amber with nobody watching.
The Wolverines draw the whole school district.
Kelsey Creek and Coal Creek get spawners, bring binoculars.
Chimney smoke over the cove, the point’s coziest hour.
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The old Wetherill estate at the neck of the point is now a quiet preserve of trails and gardens shared with Yarrow Point. Most Eastsiders have never heard of it. Keep it that way.
With 150 households, the council genuinely runs the place, docks, trees, and design review all get decided in the little hall. Show up twice a year and you know everyone.
Protected from the south wind, the cove stays glassy when the main lake chops up. Paddleboard water at 7am, twelve months a year.
The freeway runs under a landscaped lid at the point's neck, lawns, paths, and a bike connection straight onto the 520 trail toward Seattle or Redmond.
The Bellevue district buses pick up right on the lane. It is that kind of town.
The town picnic and the view of every fireworks show around the lake at once, from Kirkland to Bellevue to Seattle's barge. Best seats in the region, population 450.
The insider's playbook
Jeff's take
Hunts Point is the quietest trophy on the lake. Medina gets the headlines; the point gets two shorelines, no through traffic, and a town small enough to know every name. At the very top of this market, that privacy is the actual luxury.
You cannot shop for it on the MLS, most years there is simply nothing listed. Buyers land here through years-long relationships and a quiet word at the right time. That is the part I do.