Along my 20 year odyssey to discover the perfect beaches of the world, I’ve visited hundreds, if not thousands of pristine locations.
For weeks I’d been Google-Earth-stalking one beach in Spain, that just looked too perfect on social media. I even chartered a helicopter to take me there as soon as I arrived, but the conditions were all wrong to shoot, the wind was on it, weed was in, and the sun hiding behind a cloud (Note: the only cloud we’ve seen in Spain for eight days – pretty typical). So I burnt thousands of Euro and went to the hotel a little disappointed.
Then on the final day on Mallorca, the winds stopped, and I’d thought I’d check it one more time, on foot. It’s a bit of a hike, as they lock down the local town, banning cars through it in summer. Late for our connecting flight to Ibiza, we ran over the hill and saw this beach – Calos De Moro. Wow! The legend stacks up! The blues were fluorescent. The bay, photogenic. The clarity – off the charts. That special seabed of algae that makes the water blue here is working OVERTIME in this location.
The only thing missing on Calos De Moro is a right-hander peeling down the outer wall. If there were waves, I might not return!