The dunes meet the sea in Boa Vista Cape Verde
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Return To Boa Vista: Playing Crusoe, Eating Tuna And Exploring The Island

And so we’re back in the little fisherman’s cottage in Sal Rei, back where our Cape Verde time began, to conclude not only this trip but also our travel adventures for 2023. Boa Vista is the desert of Cape Verde, an island of sand dunes and no natural water supply, so different from the sister islands which have their verdant valleys, green mountains and plentiful supply of fresh fruit. An island where it hardly ever rains and where digging out the sand drifts is a constant challenge.

Sal Rei, Boa Vista Cape Verde
The village of Sal Rei, Boa Vista

Sal Rei is a great little village, rustic and just a little rough, home to those locals still dependent on fishing for a living and tucked invisibly away from the resort hotels which are apparently isolated somewhere along the coast.

Sal Rei Church, Boa Vista Cape Verde
Sal Rei

“I want to go over there”, says Michaela, eyeing the uninhabited islet which sits just off Sal Rei, “it looks interesting”. Well, we can see what looks like a deserted beach, something which resembles the remains of a castle, and a lighthouse. So, always needing to find ways to please the lady, I offer one of the fishermen 20 euros to take us over and return to fetch us home some three hours later. By the way his eyes light up, that’s obviously a better deal than spending his Saturday chasing tuna and wahoo. In fact he’s so pleased that he doesn’t leave the islet at all but instead spends the three hours snoozing in the bottom of his boat and occasionally casting a half-hearted line into the water.

 Boat to Paradise Island off, Sal Rei, Boa Vista Cape Verde
Heading to the uninhabited islet

Paradise Island off, Sal Rei, Boa Vista Cape Verde
On the islet looking back to Sal Rei

The small islet is a dry, scrub-dune chunk of land with, as we suspected, pretty much nothing else on it apart from lizards, and a cat. Yes, a cat, though how exactly Tom came to be the island’s only domesticated inhabitant is a mystery we’ll never resolve. The castle, it turns out, was a fort, built by the Lisbon-appointed Mayor of Cape Verde to protect something which was of such great value to the fatherland that the town is named after it; Sal Rei translates as “royal salt”. The state, and the mayor, needed to keep those pesky thieving pirate hands off their precious commodity which was in such abundance here, and positioned a number of cannons on the island pointing fairly and squarely on to the only route in. Maybe the cat is the incumbent Mayor and knows how to handle a cannon or two. Who knows.

Fort on Paradise Island off, Sal Rei, Boa Vista Cape Verde
Fort on the deserted islet

Paradise Island off, Sal Rei, Boa Vista Cape Verde
On the islet

At times we are the only people on the beach, then another fisherman with another 20-euro opportunity might drop off a handful of other souls. After an hour or so there’s another brief interruption as what is clearly some kind of guided excursion arrives, probably, we think, from one of the resort hotels. Why do we think this? Because in the midst of this rustic world of traditional fishermen in rickety boats, these guys are in an inflatable dinghy and are, incongruously and amusingly, all wearing matching bright orange life jackets. Ah bless their little souls we think, as they disappear across the water after their allocated twenty minutes on the Robinson Crusoe island.

Boat fromParadise Island to, Sal Rei, Boa Vista Cape Verde
Heading back to Sal Rei

Boat wreck inSal Rei harbour, Boa Vista Cape Verde
Seen better days

Talking of incongruous sights, the airline which carries passengers between the islands of Cape Verde, Bestfly, has something to contend with that we’ve never seen before on our travels: cool boxes – or what our American friends would call ice boxes, or coolers. But these aren’t taken as hand luggage, oh no – just about every Cape Verdean who is flying between islands puts a cool box in the hold, having first wrapped copious quantities of duck tape around it in order to secure the lid, and hands it in along with his/her suitcase. What is that all about?? Cool boxes as hold luggage? What? Why? Do they really all contain food?

Sal Rei fish market, Boa Vista Cape Verde
Sal Rei fish market

And speaking of food, we thought we might tire of fish, and of tuna in particular, during this three-week sojourn, but it’s just so delicious, so fresh and juicy, and served in so many different ways, that it’s the meal that just keeps on giving. Never mind tiring of it, we’re going to miss it when we’re gone. But “gone” is what we’re going to be, in just a few days’ time.

Streets of Sal Rei, Boa Vista Cape Verde
Pretty back street of Sal Rei

Sylvia, our incredibly helpful and proactive host, will be “gone” even sooner than we are. She’s heading out of Cape Verde the day before us – Sylvia is German and is going home to Braunschweig, saying she needs a break from the laid back lethargy out here on the islands. It’s not hard to picture that someone who is used to German efficiency might quickly lose patience with what is after all a very different culture and attitude to life, out here in the islands where everything moves at a much slower pace. She gives us one last helping hand before she goes though, and organises a trip around the island to see what else Boa Vista has to offer.

Driving through the scrub on Boa Vista Cape Verde
Off roads and on to the tracks
Driving through the scrub on Boa Vista Cape Verde
Towards the desert

The trip is a day riding in the back of a pick up truck along with our fellow trippers – a couple from Paris – Sylvia herself, and our driver for the day, who bears a name which sounds like a Formula 1 driver or a Brazilian footballer: Nilson Gomes. We’re soon off, leaving Sal Rei behind and heading first to the former capital Rabil with its quaint old church where children attending Sunday school are drawing pictures of burning candles.

Rabil church, the oldest church on Boa Vista Cape Verde
Sunday school outside church

Our day on the truck shows in full glory just what a spectacular island Boa Vista is: we eat tamarind and almond fallen from the trees, marvel at the barren fields of volcanic rock, then wander out on to a natural salt pan where the pink and white crystals rise up to ground level from the earth below. 

Driving through the scrub on Boa Vista Cape Verde
Barren lands of Boa Vista

Salt pans on Boa Vista Cape Verde
Salt pan

We pass through various forms of desert, from the grass-tufted dunes we saw when we first arrived, to scrubland dotted with small spiky shrubs, then a stretch of land where the ground is covered in a bright red creeping plant, until, suddenly and unexpectedly, we may as well be in the depths of the Sahara. Huge rolling dunes beautifully sculpted by prevailing winds, sand so soft that it moves like liquid when disturbed, amazing pure scenes of desert yet with definite boundaries where sand ends and scrub begins. It’s as if the Saharan winds follow one specific path, leaving in their wake a wide but clearly defined swathe of pure desert.

Sand dunes in the Viana desert on Boa Vista Cape Verde
Amazing desert scenes of Boa Vista

Sand dunes in the Viana desert on Boa Vista Cape Verde
Beautiful sculpted sands

Just when we think that things cannot possibly get better, we reach the coastline, and hit the longest, most alluring, completely deserted beaches we have seen anywhere: mile upon mile of gold-white sand caressed by the blue Atlantic yet with not a soul in sight. It is absolutely an undiscovered paradise – but then, “undiscovered” is not altogether surprising as there are no roads to these beaches, we’ve been in the pick-up on dirt tracks for well over an hour before we make the first of them.

Beaches of Boa Vista Cape Verde
Empty beaches of Boa Vista

Beaches of Boa Vista Cape Verde
Miles of sand
Beautiful coastline

Unbelievably there is another breathtaking treat in store on Sylvia and Nilson’s itinerary. The massive rolling Sahara-like dunes were one thing, the amazing beaches another – and then, just beyond Praia Varandinha, those two things come together, giant, sculpted dunes sweeping in glorious peaks and valleys right to the water’s edge. It’s a fabulous, mesmerising sight: a point where the desert sands meet the rolling sea in a marriage designed in heaven. I’m not sure we’ve seen anything quite like this before. 

Sand dunes meet the sea on Boa Vista Cape Verde
Desert sands meet the sea

Sand dunes meet the sea on Boa Vista Cape Verde
Desert sands meet the sea

Nilson Gomes knows his island well: he stops where we can see huge turtles feeding in the waters below the cliffs, and a place where a sea eagle has made its nest. It’s been an amazing, spectacular few hours. We end the day on Sylvia’s rooftop terrace, sipping beer and watching the orange glows of the sunset behind the islet we’d visited on Saturday, chatting about our wonderful world and, ultimately, wishing each other a safe journey home.

Sunset Boa Vista Cape Verde
View from Sylvia’s roof terrace

Sunset Boa Vista Cape Verde

We still have one day left to soak up Sal Rei’s sunshine and be absorbed by its character and daily life. Although our time is not quite complete, today has been a fitting finale to our three weeks on these appealing, disparate islands. Three islands, each one so different from the others.

The tiny waitress at Te Manche flashes her sweetest smile as we ponder the menu. I look up at Michaela.

I think I’m going to have the grilled tuna.

Sand dunes meet the sea on Boa Vista Cape Verde

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