Trindade

So, as per recommendations of "The Boys", we headed south to a small town named Trindade. One of those special places that your average guide book does not mention. Trindade is a tiny fishing town with beautiful beaches, laid back atmosphere, and really nice people. Unfortunately, we spent only a few days there, but as usual, Sasha and I were able to squeeze in some interesting adventures while we were there.

We stayed at this beautiful Sea and Forest Hostel, just out of the main part of town, which was owned by a Brazilian/Canadian couple. Great people! And as soon as we dropped our bags, we went exploring. Walking down "Main St." and the beach was nice, but though unaware of it, we were looking for something a little more EXTREME. The rocky and wooded peninsula reaching out into the ocean looked pretty interesting and so Sasha and I embarked on a little hike around it out of curiosity. The view and the excitement of exploration beckoned us to go further.

Sasha is an avid collector of sand and sea shells and we even found a small beach made entirely out of sea shells.

Every rock had a story to tell. We of course had photo shoots on many of them.

It was wonderful. At least we thought so...

The rocks became steeper and harder to climb. But with our feet sore, we pushed on. On that day we learned that we shared something that we didn't know we both had. We don't like to turn around. A point came when we had to go inland into the jungle because the rocks were unclimbable. We had to continue barefoot since our sandals couldn't handle the terrain and because of that we met these interesting things on the forest floor. We named them Spiky MotherF*%$ers. Pardon my French, but our feet were covered in them. Oh, and my camera fell into the water after bouncing off half a dozen rocks. Below is the last pic taken with it.

Guys, I don't want to bore you with a long story, so I'll shorten it. After being stuck on the peninsula for 6 hours, night came. Since we were surrounded by hard to climb rocks and Spiky MotherF*%$ers we reluctantly decided to spend the night on the rocks. Then to add to the misery, it started to rain. After a few more hours, we went toward the dreaded Spiky MotherF*%$ers into the jungle in our search for home. In pitch black and with only my flashlight to guide us, we finally found a trail and some spray-painted rocks which led us back into town. What did we learn? Spiky MotherF*%$ers hurt! A lot! And that me and Sash supported each other the whole way, never giving up, and working as a team. We ate and slept.

If you're a regular traveler and are not looking to get lost or stranded, Trindade also has something to offer for you. From beautiful empty beaches and good fish, etc.

There's us below at a natural pool doing what we do best...

Over and out.