The village is eleven kilometers south of Canoa Quebrada but feels decades removed from tourist infrastructure. The beach is wide and lined with simple beachfront restaurants run by fishing families—plastic tables under tarps, handwritten menus featuring whatever came off the boats that morning. The sand is coarser here than the northern beaches, scattered with shell fragments and dried seaweed deposited by the previous high tide.
“An authentic fishing village where the daily rhythm of commercial fishing and traditional jangada sailing continues largely unchanged by tourism.”
Crystal lagoon with rocky outcrop
Surfers congregate near the southern end where a rock reef creates a consistent right-hand point break. You'll need to time your paddle-out between sets, as the shore pound can be heavy and the reef is shallow enough to see from the beach at low tide. The lineup stays relatively uncrowded even on good days—mostly Brazilian surfers from Fortaleza on weekend missions, plus a handful of traveling surfers who've heard about the spot. The wave breaks over exposed rock ledge, offering a faster, hollower section than the beach breaks to the north.
The vibe is decidedly local and unhurried. You'll eat lunch at a beachfront restaurant where the owner's wife grills fish caught that morning by her husband, served with rice, beans, and farofa for fifteen reais. Cold beer comes in small bottles kept in a styrofoam cooler of ice. As afternoon wind textures the water, locals gather under the restaurant tarps to watch football on a small television, occasionally glancing seaward to check the surf.
