The approach to Punta Escarceo tests your vehicle and your commitment. Past Araya's salt flats and colonial fortress, the paved road surrenders to washboard dirt that winds through landscape more moonscape than tropical—dry hills studded with cardón cacti and wind-twisted dividivi trees. Then the track crests a final rise and suddenly you're looking at something unexpected: house-sized boulders stacked along a shoreline that could pass for the Aegean.
“The geological drama of boulder-strewn coastline creates Caribbean color palettes in landscapes that feel transported from Mediterranean shores.”
Crashing wave at sunset
This isn't a sandy beach in any traditional sense. Smooth stones the size of melons fill the spaces between larger rocks, all worn round by centuries of wave action. The water here shifts between jade, sapphire, and emerald depending on cloud cover and sun angle, startlingly clear because there's no sediment, no river discharge, just clean gulf water meeting ancient stone. You'll pick your way carefully between boulders to reach swimming spots, natural pools where the rocks create shelter from the minimal current.
The point itself juts westward, offering sunset views that explain why photographers make the rough drive. The sun drops behind the gulf's far shore, igniting the sky in stages—first pale gold, then coral, finally deep magenta that reflects off the water and paints the white boulders pink. Waves slap gently against rock, a rhythmic percussion that's the only sound for kilometers except wind through the thornscrub and the occasional cry of a frigate bird riding thermals overhead.
