Tenerife offers more than all inclusive resorts and youth summer party nights. There are plenty of places to explore around in Tenerife, with some splendid views that are contrasting as you travel a little deeper inside the island.
Just a few miles away from the southern airport of Tenerife, lies the popular Playa de las Americas, the favorite destination of the energetic european youth, who goes there for party till sunrise. But just some 40 km north, a narrow zig-zagging road takes you to another, less-known part of the island.
As the road leaves the mountains behind, the ocean stretches to the horizon. Somewhere there, on the top of a hill and wrapped in a different kind of Tenerife feeling, stands Masca village.This small place is the starting point for a gorge trek.
Masca gorge, with its gigantic cliffs and rocks, it is simply wild and spectacular. The path follows the stream down the mountain and takes you through tunnels and caves down to the ocean. After roughly 3 hours of hiking, at the bottom of the gorge, lies the turquoise water of the ocean. This is a nice spot for relaxing and swimming. Once you get there, several boats can take you to the harbor of Los Gigantes.
On the way from Masca to Teide vulcano it seemed like stepping into another world, with the landscape changing dramatically. The forest doesn’t look green anymore revealing a black soil that gives you the feeling of moonlike. On the vulcano plateau it continued to feel surreal, as in a summer 20 C ambiance I was witnessing a winter image, as the volcano peak was covered by snow.
My road trip continued up the mountains, heading north, until the ocean was visible on both sides. Later I arrived at my favorite hideout of Tenerife – Playa de Benijo. A short walk down the hill and I reached the beach. The tall cliffs, black sand and its rock formations, reminded me of Iceland. Right there, with the Atlantic’s huge waves breaking the shore line, I could feel the power of the ocean…
The last part of my trip took me to Santa Cruz de Tenerife. But just before the town, I stopped nearby the village of San Andres. The delightful beach of Las Teresitas was where I took a rest before heading back home.
The calm water, the fine Saharan sand, with Anaga Mountain in the background and its warm sunset, left me contemplating the horizont. But it was time to go.
Ohh, I almost forgot about San Miguel…