Rated the number one beach in the world, you have to climb down a ladder between giant rocks, walk through a cave, and down a long stone staircase to reach it. The water is as clear as you can imagine seawater. We were lucky to have waves big enough to have fun and knock you over, but not so big to scare you. The water was warm and you felt like a kid playing at the beach. The sand was soft and clean.
From the cliff above
More cliff view
Panorama of the alcove
Starting to get sunburned. The sandals were a gift from the couple and have their names and the wedding date on them. The shirt matches Brazil’s national color. Again on the cliff.
On the other side of the cliff from the alcove, two outcrops.
More volcanic rocks amid calm waves. You can see right through the water.
Beautiful beach as far as you can see.
Birds nest on the trees growing from the cliff below.
Lizard! A species native to the island. Actually, Wikipedia says it’s a kind of skink, whatever that is.
When the water kicks up sand you can see how clear the water is in the blue-green part to the right.
Holy cow! No wonder people rate it so highly.
One person swimming in the clear water. Still viewing from the cliff.
Climbing down the ladder between the boulders.
Exiting from the cave.
Panorama on the beach. Picture doesn’t capture.
I have to post about the six-pack eventually. Only a four-pack so far. The guy on the right spoke some English and helped translate the guide’s talks.
Climbing back up. Sorry didn’t take more pictures from on the beach, but was busy playing in the clear, warm water.
Died and going to heaven?
Another beach with beautiful volcanic rocks.
Panorama of Lion beach. The big rocky island in the middle is supposed to look like a lion.
Beach geologic features.
What is there to say? Just beautiful.
Pools of water in the rocks.
Lion rock. The head is on the right.
I forget which this one was. We went snorkeling before the beach pictured below in the warm water, where we saw turtles, fluorescent fish, a stingray, and lots of invertebrates. Come to think of it, this was the beach where my friends’ wedding was, a few hours earlier. The tour guide pointed to the set-up at the other end of the beach and told us he heard there would be a wedding there later. I told him that was my friends!
Majestic waves crashing majestically against the majestic rock.
There’s another picture just like this where I have the shirt off but my friend said not to post that one. You should see how little Brazilians wear. American culture is puritanical and repressed.
My friends’ wedding. He’s Brazilian but has lived in the U.S. since before I met him, around 1998, when he was studying music composition at Juilliard. She’s American and I’ve known her since about 2003. They met in 2006.