Follow
the rest of the hikers down almost the only path that runs through the place
and the next thing you know you’re surrounded by 600m volcanic cliff walls, awesome rock formations, palm trees and cacti. As I come from a
landlocked country in the middle of Europe and have never seen lava before the
experience was just surreal. I kept stopping to take photos of the volcanic rock
around me and was delighted in the fact that the shade on the path was provided by
giant palm leaves!
We
were in the ‘barranco’ (ravine) in the middle of September and we could only
see the remainder of the actual river that carved this huge gorge out of the
solidified lava in the form of a few small puddles.
The
scenery was constantly changing around us and we could only marvel at the many
bizarre shapes.
The
walk itself is 8km long and we found it quite demanding. You might think that
going down is easy however you have to get through a 600m level difference,
constantly looking at where you put your feet. In places you can make use of
the chains provided however you need to be ready to use your hands, sometimes
even your bottom! Do not bring buggies to this trip!
It
took us 2.5 hours to get down to the sea. We heard the sound of it and Paul
could smell it way before we actually saw it. When the cliffs open up you get
out to a small area covered with stones. You need to clamber through a section
of them to get to the black sand beach. Taking off your shoes and doing the
first few steps in the sand will make you feel giddy!
Did
I say that Playa Benijo is 'as secluded as it gets'? Well, I was wrong! This
beach is only accessible via the 2.3-3 hour hike or by boat. This is what I
call secluded! Still, there was a tiny beach bar with barbeque meat cooking on
it merrily.
We
threw our towels down, munched on our sandwich and watched as a Spanish family
rolled about in the black sand. We found it very entertaining to watch the
tourists stripping down to their swimmers, running into the sea … and running
back out squeeling. Nope, the Atlantic does not get warm, people!
After
our short lunch break we packed up and – much to the other tourists’ surprise –
made our way back up. Not surprisingly we made a better time than on the way
down, this time we didn’t stop to take photos and we didn’t have to be as
careful either. Back in Masca the cold drink that we rewarded ourselves with in
one of the restaurants was simply the best!
There’s
a VERY detailed blog about the walk written by a pair of kiwis, if you feel
like you need some more background info, check it out here.
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