Tajao y la furia de su mar

Alma de sal, amor por el mar. Piel hecha para respirar ante la furia del huracán.

Alma de sal, amor por el mar. Piel hecha para respirar ante la furia del huracán.

It’s always a pleasure to be able to write from a place as wonderful as the coastline of the Tenerife. The smell of saltpetre, the sound of the roar of the waves and the water well cool refreshing our skin of the imposing sun, it is always a good idea, don’t you think?

Today I show you one of the most beautiful beaches that have seen my eyes. Benijo without a doubt is the crown of wild beaches, different and unique on the island with more extension of the Canarian Islands, but… let me tell you that… without wanting to contradict me, San Miguel de Tajao and its lovely beach so tiny, so lonely, full of so many rocks, protected by the enormous rocks and walls that embrace this little corner so special… the catapults as the most beautiful without equal.

And farther away from the beach they thought, (because if you are looking for in Google “Beach Of Tajao” appear references of the busiest beach by the premises of this fishing village), I invite you to go toward the mountain more characteristic of the place and that you have been given that fame to the people and continue climbing uphill to delight in the face of this wonder. I suppose this is one of their claims, the force of nature, where the erosion of strong waves and wind have gone “designing” at their whim this landscape, full of textures and colors very own of the desert. His cloak filled with yellow rocks and walls that cover the place, protect you making you feel completely alone, a paradise for adventurers.

It is not more than a beach of quiet, and that at low tide, this area is much more wide in order to enjoy the sun and how it can be much more comfortable if above all are accustomed to fine sand of other beaches on the island of Tenerife.