Playa de Guigui, Gran Canaria`s Epic Trail

Hiking into the wild to reach the remote Playa de Guigui

Guigui is one of the secluded and hard-to-reach beaches of Gran Canaria and with this two attributes it became imperative to see it. At the beginning of my vacation, I thought that I will spend a certain amount of time on the beach but ironically, most of the time I was in the mountains, either hiking or driving from one place to another. I was not expecting the island to be so sensational, neither the beach in Maspalomas to be the wind`s playground. Since the Ocean was not playing nice I turned my eyes to the roughness and wilderness of the island and one day, Andra and I we decided to hike to Guigui, a remote beach on the hard-to-reach west coast of the island.

Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

 

One of the routes to reach Playa de Guigui begins in Tasartico Village placed in Barranco Tasartico. The duration can be close to 2,5 hours and the first stage implies climbing almost for an hour. I can’t say I was very happy that in order to go down first I had to go up because I thought is more like Masca Trail in Tenerife when the entire hike meant only descending through a breathtaking canyon. Since the beach is remote we called a day before a boat taxi service so we can ensure that once we reach for the beach we do not have to hike back on the same route.

Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tasartico, Gran Canaria, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

We were lucky because another group booked the same taxi boat so we managed to ensure ourselves the lift back to the civilisation.

The hike was a bit hard at the beginning since for me is more difficult to climb than descending but the moment I reached the summit the view made me forget all the tiredness. We were staying up there looking at the valley beneath us while eating a delicious turron de yema tostada, which I absolutely love. All the effort it was worth it. The view was astonishing.

Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

 

Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

I could have stayed there for hours, just to look at it. To listen to the wind sounds and enjoy the silence around me. I took a deep breath and we continued our descent. I was afraid that we might miss our boat and I was not sure I would like to hike back. I was not really so keen on doing it.

The descent was a total delight and we took our time taking pictures or just trying to imprint on our retina the beautiful landscape. In that moment I could not care less about the Guigui beach, I was mesmerised by the surroundings. it was too beautiful to just pass through without spending more time there.

Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Barranco Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Playa de Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Playa de Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Playa de Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Playa de Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

When we finally reached the beach I had a sudden filling that we are some castaway on a deserted island. The black sand and the ocean which did not seem too calm were adding a deep sense of eeriness.  Not far, a guy in lotus position was reciting his mantras. I was tired and I lied on the sand listening to the sound of the waves. I was happy, none of my worries mattered then.

Playa Chico Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Playa Chico Guigui, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
West Coast Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
West Coast Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

Playa de Guigui is continued by Chico Guigui. I walked along the beach and noticed some Portuguese man o` war jellyfish washed up on the beach and this was a sign that definitely  I will not try to enter the water.

Taurito, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Taurito, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

The taxi boat arrived on time and this time I could see the coastline from the Ocean and it was impressive. Not as bulky as Los Gigantes in Tenerife but still steep and rough. The taxi boat took us to Puerto Rico de Gran Canaria and I realised that Maspalomas is not the only notable resort. From Maspalomas to Puerto de Mogan numerous resorts are waiting to be visited and are quite interesting.

Although Taurito or Puerto Rico are modern I preferred the cosiness and charm of Perto de Mogan. Walked around Marina passing the restaurants and coffee shops and felt intensely the holiday feelings that was lingering over it. The sunlight, the white walls and bright coloured flowers were so different from what we had during the day.

Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puero de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

The day was a bit exhausting but now, everything transformed in beautiful memories. I was surrounded by a calm atmosphere. the sun was setting and life seemed to slowly flow. There was such peacefulness in the air. Even the ocean seemed to settle down and looked like being asleep already. I embraced with ym glance the colors of the sunset and ofr a while I felt like melting in it. I was the susnet and the sunset was me…

 Sunset in Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Sunset in Puerto de Mogan, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

Lefkada again. Greece on the road.

Lefkada, a unique beauty with mesmerising blue waters washing its shores

It was those incredible blue waters that made me return to Lefkada. I could not stay away nor miss it. I could not have a road trip through Greece without going to Lefkada. I just couldn`t.

I left Corfu with no regrets. Two days are not enough for an island to visit, but it was enough for me. In my mind, I could already see myself wandering on the west coast Lefkada. From Igoumenitsa where the ferry left us after crossing the sea we took, the road E55. 135 km road to Lefkada is passing through some scenic landscape. Lefkada is an island connected to the mainland by a mobile bridge so it does not involve crossing the sea with a ferry. Be aware, thou, after you cross the mobile bridge you might encounter the “greeting committee“. This “greeting committee“ has the sole purpose to collect money for the budget so you might find yourself being fined without knowing why. Don`t worry they will find a reason. I am saying this because we had  the “pleasure “ of meeting this committee and our contribution to the budget was 40 euros.  The irony of the situation was that they accused Crina of speeding when she definitely was not. Don`t get me wrong, she is far from being a saint, speeding is her middle name. But that particularly moment she was not speeding at all.

Lefkada again. Greece on the road.

Greece, on the road. Back to Corfu

Corfu, marked by the symbol of water was always part of Greek history starting with Greek mythology…

“Nausicaa: Never forget me, for I gave you life“ Homer- Odyssey

Back to Corfu! Driven by my curiosity I am always returning to places which are raising questions not answered yet.

The island of Corfu, the love nest of Poseidon and the nymph Kerkyra it is bounded by the water symbol and despite the tourism industry invasion still keeps some unaltered features. Since I have been there twice already, this time, I knew for sure where I want to go and what I want to see. As always, my aim was..the west coast…

Greece, on the road. Back to Corfu

Greece on the Road. Parga

“There is a path in my garden which leads to my hidden place.
There is a place in my garden which is my secret space.
There is a space in my garden which is my little Heaven..Parga, Greece“  The Lonely Traveler

Parga…Parga, it is indeed my little piece of heaven…But wait…I forgot an essential thing.,What the hell is Parga!? I know. There aren`t may of you who know what Parga is so I should clarify this mystery.

Parga is a small town on the north-west coast of Greece in the region of Epirus. It is famous for its scenic beauty and the architectural style has French and Venetian influences. It was the only free village under the Ottoman Occupation and they fought along with the Venetians from Corfu Island against the Turks.

Greece on the Road. Parga

My Top 10 Greek Beaches

It is definitely very hard to come up with a list of top 10 Greek Beaches. The problem is … all are beautiful and unique and is not easy to nominate just one as no. 1! Therefore, the list is made following my  own criteria.I love the sea. Even when I am far away from it continues to fascinate me and I am always drawn back to it. In order to let myself in the arms of my beloved sea I am making sure that the beach I am going to is the way my heart desires, wild, not that easy to be reached, incredible blue waters, dramatic setting, fewer people around…So..let`s proceed…shall we!?!

My Top 10 Greek Beaches