
In a valley on La Gomera
Jo will be gutted when I tell her Benedict Allen almost chose La Gomera as a place to lay his dusty, old wide-brimmed hat for a while. She’ll be furious when I tell her why. […]
Jo will be gutted when I tell her Benedict Allen almost chose La Gomera as a place to lay his dusty, old wide-brimmed hat for a while. She’ll be furious when I tell her why. […]
Over the last two decades I’ve lost count of the number of times we’ve visited La Gomera. A friend lives in a remote valley in the heart of Garajonay National Park; so remote it’s a […]
We’d visited Valle Gran Rey on La Gomera many times over the years and had never seen a waterfall. […]
The view from the Manrique Mirador is one of my favourites in the Canary Islands; a vista which in the one shot shows why La Gomera is different from the other islands. […]
Out of all the Canary Islands, La Gomera is the one with the most widespread reputation as an exceptional walking destination. There’s no question walking on La Gomera is quite special, but it’s an island […]
By night Club Laurel provides the romantic setting for sophisticated dining beneath a star studded sky with the gentle chords of an acoustic guitar supplemented by the cries of Shearwaters… […]
We strode to the reception of the Parador de la Gomera on happy feet… and were greeted with a welcome which was indifferent at best. […]
There isn’t even a sign pointing to the Mirador de Abrante above Agulo on La Gomera yet. But, as we dragged our dusty, sticky bodies the final few metres across… […]
Wherever you’ve been in the Canary Islands I can guarantee it will not be able to match Hotel Jardín Tecina for the sheer beauty and tranquillity of its surroundings… […]
For the third year in a row we find ourselves huffing, puffing and sweating buckets as we climb a hot hillside on the Canary Island of La Gomera in high summer. […]
There is an air of imagination and ambition swirling around Tasca Telémaco. The inside dining area shares space with an art exhibition… […]
This is the Canarian Island of La Gomera and we’re in the middle of bruma (low cloud) high up a cliff. The mist obscures the summit; a fact I’m glad about… […]
Although we’re on a quiet path outside of Agulo, at that precise moment a man with a deeply tanned face framed by a snowy beard walks past carrying a bulging… […]
There are no menus, no house specials and no choices to be agonised over, except whether you want wine, beer, soft drinks or one of her home made lemonades sweetened with Miel de Palma sap of the palm tree… […]
Where La Gomera beats some of the bigger, and better known islands is that often you can stroll out of your quaint and quirky rural hotel and straight on to the trail. […]
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