Blog Oficial de Turismo de Gran Canaria

The sun sets the pace for life in southern Gran Canaria, blurring the borders between worlds

The sun is the clock that sets the pace for life in these waters, and its rays are the hands that show the hours and minutes as they tick by. The skipjack tuna that surge through Mogán’s water in the summer only rise to the surface in daylight to feed off the yellow tails, headstanders or mackerel. As soon as the light begins to fail, they return to the depths. They are children of the light, bound to it. Their force is titanic, capable of travelling up to one hundred kilometres a day, although they are lost without the day’s guiding light.

Each sunrise is the opening scene of a new day. Practically nothing affects the nightly sleep of the Maspalomas dunes, in the south of Gran Canaria. These mountains of sand wake up woven together, wrapped in their own silk blankets. The first rays of sunlight hit their crests and make the last shadows vanish, as if by magic.

Calm reigns on this beach in Mogán, in the south of Gran Canaria.

The winds encourage folk to let out their sails and push their boat through the placid southern waters once again. The timid flock of white clouds grazing on the warm mist on the horizon reminds us that the north of the island is still there. Anfi beach, at the mouth of the Verga de Mogán Ravine, is now a stage set with golden sand and turquoise water, lightly stirring as it waits.

Las Canteras Sand Nativity is one of many attractions in Gran Canaria’s warm Atlantic Christmas.

A reef that you can spot at low tide protects Las Canteras beach from the pounding ocean, like a long protective arm shielding Las Palmas de Gran Canaria’s emblematic sands. Seen from dry land, it’s just a brush-stroke on the horizon. The sand bar now also forms part of the island’s gentle Christmas. At the northern end of the beach, the skylight on the Alfredo Kraus Auditorium plays the role of the Christmas Star.

Like an actor refusing to leave the stage at the end of his scene, the sun is reluctant to abandon Agaete, in the north-east of Gran Canaria. By its side, the Dragon’s Tail also squeezes the last few moments out of the day while its pyramid-shaped cliffs are bathed in the sunset’s gold and bronze tones.