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This article was published 18/3/2011 (1991 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
RINCON, Puerto Rico -- So many beautiful beaches around the world are ringed by highrise condos, trinket shops and traffic, with the same fast-food and hotel chains as all the other beaches.
But Puerto Rico's west coast is different. It has sand, sun and sea, but so far, it's avoided the overdevelopment that can turn beach towns into generic mega-resorts. Instead, on a recent family trip, we found friendly cafés, funky surf shops, small towns and tranquil beaches on the byways.
Rincon, on Puerto Rico's northwest coast, has the laid-back vibe of a surfer town. But the chirping of the coquis -- tiny tree frogs that sing dusk to dawn -- leaves no doubt that you are in Puerto Rico.
Peter Aviles, who grew up in Rincon and is the editor of the Rincon-PR.com website, says surfers put Rincon on the map, when teams from around the world showed up to compete in the 1968 World Surfing Championship. Rincon is located on a peninsula, with waves from the Atlantic on the north side of the point, and calmer Caribbean seas on the southern side.
Aviles said there was only one hotel in town when the surfers arrived, Villa Cofresi, and when that filled up, locals started renting out rooms. "That was the beginning of the lodging industry here," he said.
Today, Rincon has about 1,000 rooms among various hotels, B&Bs and rentals, but it retains a small-town feel, with a year-round population of about 15,000 and zoning that prohibits buildings over four storeys on the beach, Aviles said.
Between November and February, surfers come for the big waves at beaches like Tres Palmas and Domes Beach, and North Americans come to escape the cold. In March and April, migrating humpbacks make whale-watching a major attraction. From May through August, it's a summer beach town.
"We were just there watching the whales from our back porch," said Clifton Elgarten, who lives in Washington, D.C. and owns a home in Rincon. He flies down with his family a half-dozen times a year. "I like the town because it feels like a town, not a resort."
He added that "There's always a threat of development," and new condos have recently sprung up, "but so far the town hasn't lost its character, and we are grateful."
Our group, ranging in age from 11 to 60, stayed at Villa Cofresi, which has just 69 rooms but is one of Rincon's three largest hotels -- further evidence of the town's small scale. Cofresi is by no means fancy, but it offers a beautiful beachfront location and comfortable rooms. It's named for Roberto Cofresi, a 19th-century pirate. At night, the hotel bar and restaurant pulse with music, the click-clack of balls on the pool tables, and a fun party vibe, but at the breakfast buffet and on the beach, you see mostly couples and families -- from the U.S. and from Puerto Rico -- many of whom return each year.
"The hotel is like home to me," said Celeste Crockett, who, with her husband, has been escaping New York winters at Villa Cofresi for six years. "Each time we go, we have to stay there longer. It's laid-back and wonderful."
Next to Cofresi, Coconut Water Sports rents paddleboards, $15 an hour. These are similar to surfboards, but you row with a long oar while standing on them. Coconut's proprietor jumped on his own board and gave an impromptu lesson to my sons, ages 11 and 16, and my niece, 25, as they learned to stay upright amid the rolling waves. They then spent hours rowing along the shore, silhouetted like stick figures in the bright sun.
Winding roads around Rincon lead to various public beaches. One day my sister and the kids went parasailing. Another day, we rented snorkelling gear for $10 and went snorkelling at Steps Beach. At a friendly little surf shop just up the road from Maria's Beach, we arranged for surfing lessons. Nearby, a man sold coconuts for $1, which he hacked open with a machete and stuck a straw in.
One morning, we headed for The English Rose café. A sign directed us up a steep road. It seemed impossible that anything was up there, but there it was at the top, serving wonderful meals of fresh fruit, breakfast tortillas and French toast, with a great view of the hills and sea. The café stopped seating guests at noon that day, and the wait for tables was long (though worth it) so go early.
We also drove down the west coast from Rincon to Cabo Rojo in search of Bahia Sucia. We thought we might be lost when the paved road gave way to a bumpy dirt road. Then suddenly we beheld the beach, a stunning crescent with turquoise water and white sand as fine as sugar. The name Bahia Sucia translates as "dirty bay," and I heard various explanations for it -- a long-ago oil spill, the dirt road, seaweed -- but the place appeared pristine.
"You encounter this dirt road, where you practically need a Jeep," said Osvaldo Caban, a New Yorker with Puerto Rican roots who first went to Cabo Rojo as a child with his dad, but now takes his own kids there. "You drive through this swamp area, and then all of a sudden, over this mountain, it's like paradise! That's why the name 'dirty beach' is so crazy."
Egrets fish in a marsh behind the beach, and Los Morrillos, a 19th-century lighthouse, towers in the distance atop a cliff. We swam, relaxed in the shade of a few small trees, and the boys and my husband hiked along the cliffs that circle the beach.
The beach is undeveloped, which is part of its charm, but we hadn't brought drinks, so after awhile, we needed refreshments. A hotel we'd passed on the way, Bahia Salinas, looked unremarkable from the outside, but inside, it was a serene oasis with an infinity pool, cabanas draped in gauzy white curtains, and a parrot that says "Ola!" We ordered drinks and enjoyed the view, which reminded me of the Everglades.
From there we headed to La Parguera, a harbour town on Puerto Rico's southwestern coast with a phosphorescent bay where you can swim at night amid microscopic organisms that glitter when the water is disturbed. But we found no signs or storefronts advertising boat rides. We wondered if we were in the right place when a man came up to our car and asked if we were looking for the bio-bay. Through him, we bought tickets, $6 each, for the after-dark excursion.
I wasn't brave enough to jump in the black lagoon, but the kids did. We'd been warned that the sparkling effect is not as bright as it once was, due to pollution; a luminescent bay off Vieques is said to be more spectacular. But it was certainly noticeable, and for $6, it was a heck of an adventure. We tipped our captain and his assistants well.
We got lost driving back to Rincon, but just like every other time, we found our way after a few wrong turns and directions from the locals. An early flight the next morning precluded a last swim in the sea, but we did have one final "you know you're in Puerto Rico" experience: The coquis serenaded us in the predawn darkness.
-- The Associated Press
IF YOU GO
RINCON: http://www.rincon-pr.com/. On Puerto Rico's northwest coast. Airport in Aguadilla is an hour's drive from Rincon; San Juan is under three hours.
Villa Cofresi Hotel, http://www.villacofresi.com/ or 787-823-2450; rooms start at $125.
CABO ROJO: http://www.caborojopr.com/. On Puerto Rico's southwest coast. Beach at Bahia Sucia is on Route 301 (partly unpaved) in the wildlife refuge. No restrooms or concessions on the beach. Bahia Salinas Beach Resort & Spa is nearby on 301; http://www.bahiasalinas.com/ or 787-254-1213.
LA PARGUERA: Located on Puerto Rico's southern coast, near the western tip. From San German, Route 116 to Route 304. Nightly boat rides for swims in the bioluminescent bay, about $6. Also from La Parguera, diving and mangrove swamp tours.