From this day on, the photos taken became more landscaping than the previous ones. We started driving to the north-west of the island. Unluckily, the weather was cloudy all day, and this was the reason why our level of activity wasn't the one of the other days. Furthermore, I felt a little bit sick the night before.
Anyway, after having passed through Gáldar and visited Agaete, we moved towards the Playa de Guayedra: the most genuine and virgin cove near the sea that I've ever seen. A placard from the Government gave advice that everyone that walked around that zone could put himself in danger of demolitions. This fact scared me, but my curiosity was stronger. The result was an absolutely isolated beach of stones, with the splash of the furious waves as the only soundtrack. Me and my boyfriend, both alone in a faraway place like that. So romantic.
The main things left to see were finishing while our bodies were becoming more and more tired. On this day, we spent all day visiting first the Bufadero de la Garita followed by the village of Tufia and finally ending in San Agustin watching the surfers performing in such a fierce sea.
The Bufadero de la Garita is located in la Garita, easily deductible haha. The water from the sea enters to a huge hole in the rocks of the coast through an inner deep connection. Next, the hole is water filled from its inside, and as the waves recede the whole is emptied again. See the next sequence of photos for a beter understanding:
Tufia is a small village that can remember you the ones in Costa Brava (Girona, Catalunya). Located on the slope of the mountain, it has another black sand little beach, that together with the white buildings preserve a special charm.