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.
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.
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.
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.
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 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.
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.
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…