Gran Canaria Island, probably one of the most spectacular Canary Islands

Another day, anther epic road on this stunning island

My second day on Gran Canaria Island begins early in the morning while sipping my coffee on the terrace. Our small casita rural was placed in Barranco Saint Bartolome the Tirajana 7 km from Maspalomas. It was rented with Airbnb and by far the best choice. I liked it more than a 4 stars hotel. Cosy and surrounded by silence gave me the perfect environment to enjoy my morning coffee. The air was crisp and I was drinking my coffee while Carlos Mendes the cat was still trying to jump on my lap. Since I did not want to accept downloading fleas from him I tried to ignore his cute glance that was following my moves. Somewhere, in the distance, a parrot was annoyingly trying to show that he can sing. I bet none told him that he should stick to his day job. Every sip of coffee was sending waves of heat through my body. I was waking up little by little. There was no wifi, therefore, I was disconnected from the rest of the world. The cup of coffee and I were sharing a moment…It was divine!

It was the second day and after doing the exploring in the first day we were thinking to hit the beach. The pleasures of the ocean were one of the reasons I came here in the middle of Winter after all.

The search for the less windy beach that day took us to the North of Gran Canaria Island, to Puerto de las Nieves.

Puerto de las Nieves, Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, by Mirela Felcia Catalinoiu
Puerto de las Nieves, Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Dedo del Dio, The north coast, Puerto de las Nieves, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Dedo del Dio, The north coast, Puerto de las Nieves, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

Puerto de las Nieves it is a charming fishing village where the ferries from Teneriffe arrive. On a clear day, Tenerife island can be seen in all its splendour. The sunsets also are spectacular with Tenerife`s Mount Teide in the distance. The black sand beach is guarded by tall steep rocks which seem to be waiting for a sign to jump into the ocean. Not too far the pointy rock called Dedo del Dio is threateningly getting out from the ocean. Dedo del Dio it is also one of the important landmarks of this village, Sadly, after a very powerful storm, the rock lost its pointy top becoming what is it today, a broken finger.

Puerto de las Nieves, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Puerto de las Nieves, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

Puerto de las Nieves was my first encounter with a typical Canarian village and I have to admit, I was very pleasantly surprised. Beautiful little-whitewashed houses of this picturesque village made me notice the influences of North African architecture style. I loved peacefulness I felt while walking on its promenade and the atmosphere of numerous fish restaurants where there is no wifi, but, the food is fresh and absolutely divine.

Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

Despite Puerto de las Nieves charm, we could not stay there for too long. Another epic road, GC200 was waiting for us. GC200 is going from Agaete to La Aldea cutting the steep coastline. This was the road which caught my eye from the time I was scanning the island with the help of #GoogleMaps. The final destination on that road it should have been Mirador del Balcon, a watching spot above the ocean Sadly the road was closed due to a landslide and it was possible to drive only till Risco Village.

Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

We drove 6 km on one of the most amazing roads of Gran Canaria. There was no turn without a WOW coming out from our mouths. We were amazed and I kept on wondering, how come when taking about Canarias this kind of images are not appearing anywhere? Such magnificent views were concentrated on such small island.

Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

This island was eroding from the moment of its formation and I am imagining that to build such road it takes a lot of effort to battle with nature since the region is prone to landslide. Definitely is not the kind of road that should be taken in case of torrential rain.

Once we reached Risco Village and since we do not dare to venture further on the road GC200 we went straight to Risco beach. It turned out to be my kind of beach. Rough and wild at the mercy of the Atlantic Ocean.

Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Playa del Risco, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Playa del Risco, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Playa del Risco, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Road GC200, Agaete to La Aldea, Playa del Risco, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

The day was still young and although we really wanted to try to bathe in the waters of the Atlantic ocean the persistent wind and the coldness of the water kind of made us think twice. So, we decided to find another road towards the centre of the island and enjoy a bit more the stunning landscape.

Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

To find a road which goes to the heart of the island is was not that difficult because all the roads in Gran Canaria are going to the centre and #GoogleMaps made sure that we took the right one. The region we passed was more green and to me, it looked like the images I saw in Peru. The deep valleys and the villages on the ridges with houses built in the natural caves that appeared here and there. These natural caves were used as dwellings by Canarians also and everywhere along the island, all kind of caves or complex of connecting caves are present representing the true inheritance from the aborigines.

Tejeda, Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tejeda, Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tejeda, Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tejeda, Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

After wandering on the roads we reached finally the centre where Roque Bentayga was attracting me like a magnet. It is a landmark for the island and it was an important worship site for the ancient Canarians. The rock is like a pointy pillar trying to impale the sky and is placed it the middle of what once was the Tejeda Caldera. No wonder it was a place of worship, being there it feels like being above everything. No worries, no pain.

Tejeda, Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Tejeda, Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Roque Bentayga, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felici Catalinoiu
Roque Bentayga, Gran Canaria, by Mirela Felici Catalinoiu
Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu
Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain, by Mirela Felicia Catalinoiu

The beauty of that place is overwhelming. I kept on looking and taking pictures wanting so badly to preserve as much as possible every feeling I had while being there. The experience is so intense. In that tormented landscape some almond trees were blooming and their delicate shapes were adorning the valleys. The altitude is over 1000m, Roque Bentayga having 1404m and those delicate almond trees were spreading their fragile fragrance around. It looked like Heaven, Anyway, like my kind of Heaven.

The sun was going to bed, even him was tired. No wonder. The day was intense and now I was watching my first sunset in Gran Canaria. Maybe I should write one day about my sunsets…Who knows?..Maybe, one day…I will..

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