The currents are treacherous in Tayrona for as well as a riptide, the currents also suck you straight down before out to sea. The beach I slung my hammock on has had more than 200 people drown there
. So it was quite lucky that a coral reef protected the beautiful beeches a mere 20 minute walk further through the jungle. Though my beach was richer in coconuts. The snorkeling was pretty good (some dutch guy gave me his snorkel in exchanging for rubbing lotion on his back) and I saw some huge angel fish and big schools as well as the normal bevy of bathing colorful little fish beauties. Cabo was an incredible place and the Playa Nudista was always deserted and great for a read and a sunburn. I spent the evenings playing cards with my Swiss friends before the days sun would knock me out and send me sprawling into my hammock to be occasionally eaten alive by mossies.
After Four days it was time to get ready to leave, and with a heavy heart a boarded the bus off to Cartagena.
Tayrona is probably the top Beach I have ever let grace my feet in this past quarter century. The beaches are mainly empty and the national park status has kept at bay the touristy shantytowns that normally erupt full of cheap food and souvenirs at such other lovely beaches around the world. The park also contains many animals as I saw red monkeys, thousand of huge blue land crabs, poison dart frogs, snakes, lizards, small capybara type mammals and lots of millipedes. I even saw an epic battle between a green meter long snake and a sapo (toad) that went on for some 5 minutes that the toad somehow pulled a Houdini with his balloon defense system and escaped. Albeit it quite awkwardly from the venom and five minutes of death kiss.