I love the Brazilian coast and whenever I can I stay close to the sea. I have been to many beaches – including some that are considered the most beautiful in Brazil. But none of them made me feel like Ponta Negra did.
To get there you must take a transport to Laranjeiras (40 min from Paraty) from where we start the trail. It is 3km to the beautiful Praia do Sono and, after an invigorating swim in the sea, another 4km with ups and downs to Ponta Negra.
You can go by boat from Laranjeiras. But, for those who enjoy a long walk, I highly recommend the trail. The path is a spectacle in itself: preserved forest, centennial trees, deserted beaches and viewpoints of the turquoise sea.
When I got there, it was a surprise to me: the place was so small!
To get there you must take a transport to Laranjeiras (40 min from Paraty) from where we start the trail. It is 3km to the beautiful Praia do Sono and, after an invigorating swim in the sea, another 4km with ups and downs to Ponta Negra.
You can go by boat from Laranjeiras. But, for those who enjoy a long walk, I highly recommend the trail. The path is a spectacle in itself: preserved forest, centennial trees, deserted beaches and viewpoints of the turquoise sea.
When I got there, it was a surprise to me: the place was so small!
A small fishing village, a little river that cuts it in half and flows into a splendid little beach. But the most important thing of all, you can feel life pulsating and happening there.
There are 35 families in this community. They live off tourism and fishing. They use a sustainable technique of floating seine and we had the privilege to see fishermen work in removing the seine.
There are 35 families in this community. They live off tourism and fishing. They use a sustainable technique of floating seine and we had the privilege to see fishermen work in removing the seine.
Among conversations about soccer and about the turtle that might be trapped in the net and would be released, we followed the canoes feeling the sea breeze.
We watched, in an amazed silence, the art of artisanal fishing. The fish were thrown into the canoes.
Children were helping and eager to learn. The atobahs circling, waiting to share. And all this in such a natural way, that something awakens inside us.
Ponta Negra is a little speck of dust, a small thing. How can something like this leave such a strong feeling?
There I felt part of it. Of the village, of the beach, of life. The delicately caught fish, the turquoise sea…
The grains of sand and every piece of trail I stepped on on the way there.
We watched, in an amazed silence, the art of artisanal fishing. The fish were thrown into the canoes.
Children were helping and eager to learn. The atobahs circling, waiting to share. And all this in such a natural way, that something awakens inside us.
Ponta Negra is a little speck of dust, a small thing. How can something like this leave such a strong feeling?
There I felt part of it. Of the village, of the beach, of life. The delicately caught fish, the turquoise sea…
The grains of sand and every piece of trail I stepped on on the way there.
