There were easier ways to get there (water taxi, private boat, tour boat), but I don’t think there was one more beautiful. It’s about 4 miles from Boca de Tomatlan to Las Animas on a path that clings to the side of the hills, traverses rocky chasms via rickety wooden-slat bridges, drops down to isolated beaches and then climbs back up into forest before taking you back down to walk the last 1/4 mile or so along the beach. We were tired, hot and sweaty by the time we got to Las Animas and boarded a water taxi back to the cove that is Boca, but it was well-worth the effort.
Starting out from Boca after a 40 minute bus ride along the coast from PV.
This is the other side of the river from Boca de Tomatlan.
Our first challenge was a suspension bridge. It wasn't that high (though it WAS higher than it looks here!), but anyone that knows me knows it doesn't have to be that high to be a challenge for me!
Boca sits in a lovely little cove.
The trail is marked by occasional handpainted signs pointing the way. At other times, there are cardboard signs. And sometimes, nothing at all.
There was a series of 3 wooden-slat bridges over a gulch. They were hair-raising for me to cross with a backpack on my back and such a poor sense of balance to start with. The trail itself was narrow and clung to the cliff's edge in many places-and there are no safety police making sure we don't fall off a cliff or down a ravine. Your safety is your own responsibility--what a concept!
Another view. That's a water pipe to some of the casitas that pepper the cliff sides on the left, and that are only accessible via the water or this trail.
After a series of steep switchbacks that brought us down off the cliff, we arrived at Los Colomitos, a tiny, beautiful beach with an elegnat (but empty when we were there) casita above it.
Playa Los Colomitos. There was a family of screaming girls there who had come by boat, the only other people we saw on the trail that day except for the caretakers of an abandoned resort further on. "Missy," I said, "I'm glad you were never a screamy girl." "Mummsie," she said, "I'm glad you're not a screamy mommy."
In places the trail was paved with brick & stone.
We passed by an old abandoned resort. Beautiful and eerie, with gorgeous inlaid tile and stonework, all empty and open to the weather.
We stopped and rested at the resort.
There were several little rock-strewn beaches all along the way.
We had lunch at one of the larger beaches called Playa de Los Caballos.
And then, finally, we arrived at Las Animas and caught a water taxi back to Boca and the bus home.
Just another day in paradise. :-)
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