La Palma Trail

The morning starts quietly as you leave the warm streets of Los Canarios and head toward the southern volcanoes. The air smells faintly of pine and ash and the views stretch out toward the ocean. It is a day that feels both airy and raw, moving through one of the most impressive volcanic zones of the island.

Soon the path leads you toward the wide slopes of Teneguía and the younger flows around it. Colours shift from charcoal black to soft browns while steam vents and old lava tongues remind you how young this landscape really is. The trail winds between rough rocks and sandy stretches with the Atlantic shining far below. As you continue, the terrain softens and small farms and fields start to appear, a gentle return to inhabited land.

The final stretch brings you into the quiet rhythm of El Pueblo. Houses sit among terraces and orchards, and the whole place has a slow, welcoming feel. Your accommodation is tucked in one of the peaceful lanes, perfect for settling in after a day spent wandering through the island’s freshest volcanic stories.

The day begins gently as you leave the quiet terraces of El Pueblo and drift toward the eastern slopes. The landscape shifts quickly from farmland to open volcanic ground and then into greener folds of forest. It is a day that slowly unwraps views of the ocean and the capital far below.

The route follows calm paths through scattered farms before climbing toward the ridge. Pines close around you and the trail gains height with a steady rhythm. Now and then the trees open and you catch long looks across the island’s backbone. Once the crest is reached the world seems to widen, with clouds sliding past and the blue of the Atlantic returning at your side. From here the descent begins, slipping through laurel forest and old stone terraces as the city draws nearer.

Soon the rooftops of Santa Cruz appear between the trees and the path drops into the first quiet streets. The sounds of the harbour and the life of the town gently return. Your accommodation sits waiting in the familiar lanes near the waterfront, a comfortable place to settle after closing the loop across the island’s wild ridges.

The final morning in Santa Cruz arrives with the soft hum of the ocean and the slow rhythm of the streets below your window. There is no rush today. Just a gentle easing out of the adventure and a moment to enjoy the calm of the capital one last time.

A relaxed stroll along the waterfront brings the colours of the town back into focus. Cafés open their doors, balconies creak in the sun and the harbour settles into its everyday sway. Packing up feels lighter when the sea is only a few steps away. It is a morning made for lingering.

Your transfer to the airport leaves from close to your accommodation, making the journey smooth and easy. As the island slips behind you, the ridges and cones now familiar silhouettes, you carry the quiet rhythm of the past days with you. A gentle farewell to a place that moves at its own beautiful pace.