The Mother of All Island Tours

We started on Easter Monday next to 080, in Noord, with a nicely stocked cooler, towels and beach chairs, packed into an SUV.  I was told to show up in sneakers 🙂

We cruised up the road to Alto Vista and then down the trail to the first boca. Druif? Urirama? Coming to think about it, we should probably identify and name these lovely places, sign-less up to now. It could be a good project for the Blue Blocs, must tell Ashlin Ahlip.

We rolled carefully along the coast, stopping here and there, past Bushiribana to the Natural Bridge, admired the ruins of the big fallen one, and found beauty and serenity sitting quietly, watching the waves crash under the smaller one.

De Palm Tours face lifted the building recently, and put in a souvenir shop and a snack bar. We bought a unique, yellow, plastic butt beer opener/magnet for $8. It now holds on to my fridge, at home, as a souvenir from a wonderful day.

Leaving the Natural Bridge behind us, we headed to the Ayo Rock Garden, taking what seemed like a fifteen delightful minute crawl all over the garden. Then on to Andicuri, to sit in the shade of the giant rock and put the unique, yellow, plastic butt beer opener/magnet for $8, into action. I enjoyed my beer, pondering the human profile of the rock overhead.

We waved to the trio of Natural Bridges further up the road and parked next to Black Stone Beach. Then we hiked, on foot. Up and down, and up and down, then took a dip in some charming surf pools whose location shall remain secret, and continued to Arikok Park, bumping into 44 of those canyons in the road to Boca Prince for lunch, followed by ice cream at Ritz Savaneta.


We enjoyed a perfectly planned and superbly executed program. Thank you dear tour guide/photographer/driver, we had a blast.

A few things remain to be said: The 4wheel drives, the ATVs and Dune Buggies are grinding the back roads to dust. They are driving in total disregard of nature, dispersing dunes, slicing into river beds, stacking stones, and completely altering the face of the landscape on the “wild side.” Black Stone Beach was difficult to access once. It was protected. It’s very exposed and accessible now. The road practically leads to the water. How did that happen?

ALSO: Some crazies are taking the unprepared and unprotected tourists down a wooden ladder into the turbulent waves right next to Boca Mahos, down the face of the rock to some tiny trapped ‘lagoon.’ The guide wore an ABC Tours uniform. We watched and prayed. Gratefully nothing happened.

The beaches seem cleaner than ever before, pa bien, whoever is doing the job. We thought they had less plastic, less marine debris, just driftwood, rocks and shells. Bottle caps, we saw plenty of those.

Another request: An ancient oil drum is banging against the rocks at Budui, under a beautiful natural bridge. I think its Budui. Can someone volunteer to retrieve it?? We’ll write the press release about the project free of charge, to publicize it as a public service. (editor’s correction: It was Wariruri)

Food at Boca Prins: Very nice whole red snapper, tasty Keshi Yena. They are sweet and accommodating and the toilets are clean.

Ritz Ice Cream: To live for vanilla/banana soft serve swirl.

Arikok Park is dry, super dry. Must dance for rain.