Sometimes, I find myself in a conflict. Part of me wants to share with you every place that I find special, but another part of me wants to keep these few unspoilt places to myself. Like a secret.
This is one of those places.
This place doesn’t have a beach bar, a dedicated parking lot or a lifeguard. You won’t be able to hire a parasol or a deck chair, nor will you be offered cold beers or mojitos. There are no tourists. In fact, it didn’t even have a signpost until not so long ago – and now that it does, people still seem to walk right passed it.
It’s a place so hidden and small that you can’t see it from the road. To access it, you have to climb down narrow stone stairs and be willing to wet your feet during high tides. There’s no room for fancy sandals or trendy sun glasses.
The cove is natural and rustic. The beach, which is less than 75m long, is made of golden sand. But it’s not the type of sand you might find on its larger neighbours – its rougher, thicker, made of tiny shells and stones.
What I most love about this cove is its dramatic beauty – its cliffs covered in lush vegetation, its crystalline turquoise water and its pointy rock formations.
And the fact that not many know about it. It will be my little secret.