Thursday, 9 October 2014

Ilha Grande

Travelling West from Rio there is a beautiful "Green Coast" so the tip to sit on the L side was well worth it.  There are hundreds of small islands which shelter the coast and all seem covered in dense forest.  The biggest one is Ilha Grande which has only one one small town and no roads connecting all the other tiny settlements.  


The boat ride was a bit slow due to someone realising they were on the wrong boat after ten minutes, requiring a U turn. Later on it was quite a swell and the wind got up so it was quite cold. And then the engines stopped. At this time I was in the loo trying to balance while it swung around and eventually the captain managed to start it up.  We had been eyeing up the life jackets up til then. 
The accommodation was quite basic here with intermittent hot water but breakfast was the usual mix of the healthy - different sorts of fruits, and the decidedly unhealthy - cake.  In general food in Brazil is heavy on pasties and baked stuff. In fact I've just had a brilliant idea involving "The great Brazilian bake off" on the beach with bikini clad contestants. I'll work on it. 



Next day I was was keen to do the hike to the famous Lopes Mendes beach on the far side of the island and everyone joined in. Aine and Linn set a cracking pace and we sweated over the hills but it made it all the more worthwhile when we came to the largely deserted beach with clear water and crashing surf. As you can see we carefully observed the warnings.


The rest of the day was spent sunbathing and bodyboarding (and did I say there were cold beers?) and then a great ride back by water taxi
We did the walk up to a waterfall past the ruins of the Lazaretto they built to deal with all the pox ridden immigrants coming to Rio. Later from 1920-1960 it was a penal colony. Thinking of what was to come it barely qualified as a waterfall. 


Dinner was on the beach at a restaurant where music played and the Caiparinhas flowed as the waves lapped on the shore.  We both felt that beach life is great for a couple of days but we would both get bored. 

The next day it was back to the mainland and bus along to the old colonial town of Paraty......


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