At this point in our trip Hannah and I were six weeks in with four to go. We had been exploring the northern coast of Colombia for ten days and after visiting Minca, Hannah wanted to do the Ciudad Perdida trek. Also known as the Lost City trek, it’s four days of hiking through the jungle to an ancient archaeological site. I knew from the beginning that I didn’t want to do it (four days of trekking in extreme humidity isn’t my idea of fun) so I was looking for something else to do for a few days.

I decided to visit Punta Gallinas, the most northern point not just in Colombia, but in South America. There are many reasons to explore this often overlooked area of Colombia, not just because it’s cool to say you’ve been there! The desert landscape of the region of La Guajira is unlike anywhere else in the country, the beaches are stunning and you can get to know a little about the indigenous Wayuu culture.
It’s not really possible to go further than Manaure (the first stop on day one of most tours) by bus because La Guajira doesn’t have much of a public transport system. I booked a three day tour through Expotur which, after doing some research, seemed like the most reliable option. They have a two day tour but that only takes you halfway to Punta Gallinas, the three day tour, which is the one I did and would recommend, and a four day tour. I met some people later on in the trip who had done the four day tour and wouldn’t recommend it because it was basically the same as the three day tour but with a beach day in the middle. The price for their tours depends on how many people are on the tour but for the three day option it ranges from $190pp for six people to $665pp for one person. I had two others on my tour so it ended up being somewhere in the middle at $275 or £215. It was a bit of a splurge but I don’t regret it. The tour was amazing and I wouldn’t have been able to experience that region by myself in the same way. The price includes all your food, accommodation, transport and a driver/guide (English or Spanish speaking). I took some snacks with me and didn’t even touch them so you’re well looked after.

I started my tour in Riohacha, although there was the option to get picked up from Santa Marta and dropped there afterwards. I opted to just get the four hour public bus from Santa Marta which I’m pleased about because I made a friend, Jing from Germany, who was also headed to Riohacha and hoping to get on a tour up to Punta Gallinas. She only had one day so she didn’t end up coming on my tour but I did see her again (stay tuned). I left my big backpack in our hostel, Masaya Santa Marta, where I would meet up with Hannah after our respective trips. I would recommend doing this because space can be a little tight in the car. If it’s not available at your hostel, you can leave your bag in the Expotur office either in Santa Marta or Riohacha. I also really recommend the Masaya hostel in Santa Marta. It’s a small chain across Colombia and I can personally recommend the one in Medellín and based on these good experiences, I imagine the rest are also great!
Once I arrived in Riohacha, Jing and I shared a taxi to our nearby hostels. I stayed in Hostel Riohacha 1545 which was absolutely fine for one night. I didn’t do much while I was here other than checking in at the tour office before departure the next morning and going out for dinner. My Lonely Planet guide book didn’t have much to say about Riohacha but it did suggest Casa de los Mariscos which was just around the corner from my hostel so that’s where I went. I wanted something with octopus and asked the waitress what she would recommend. I ended up with pulpo gratinado which was very tender octopus in a cheese sauce and topped with more cheese. As much as I love cheese, I was sceptical and I wasn’t expecting this to be as good a combo as it was!


Tours to Punta Gallinas are weather dependent and mine was touch and go for a while because there had been heavy rain in the past few days. I saw why that would have been an issue once I saw the roads (or lack of!). Thankfully, when I turned up at the office on the morning of the tour, we got the go ahead. There were two others on my tour, a pair of Italian friends called Matteo and Federico, and we had a local driver called Wilder who was the tour guide as well. It seemed like a good group to have for the next few days together. I got given the front seat so the guys could spread out in the back seat and I wasn’t complaining!
We drove for about an hour and a half to our first stop, the Manaure salt flats. The salt flats were interesting but it was a very quick look around with a couple of other tour groups, ironically more Italians who had their own guide translating. We actually ended up seeing them and a few other groups at most of the stops that day and some the next day too. The best part was getting to do a passion fruit salt hand scrub at the end! From Manaure we kept driving towards Uribia, at this point still along proper roads, until the path was blocked by lots of trucks. I’m not quite sure what was going on, it might have been some kind of strike, but it was the first test for the 4×4 we were in. Beyond Uribia, you almost exclusively see 4x4s, motorbikes and horses anyway.


As we were driving down the more unofficial route, we came across the first instance of the road being blocked in some way, in this case by some rope but at other times by a strip of cloth or even a bike chain. This happened when we were driving through land belonging to the Wayuu people (the local indigenous group). We saw it a lot more on the second day as our surroundings got more rural. To pass through, it’s polite to offer something as a sort of tax, it could be a couple of hundred pesos but we had various things to give them like bags of water, guava sweets, crisps or dehydrated cane sugar. Sometimes it was frustrating when there were ten right after each other but in general I understand why they do it.
We actually arrived in Cabo de la Vela, where we would be staying the first night, around 1pm and in time for lunch. Cabo de la Vela isn’t big, just one road along the coast, and isn’t big on tourism but what tourism it does have is built around kitesurfing. For lunch I had opted for a Colombian classic, chivo, which is goat! It wasn’t terrible but not my favourite either.
The rest of the day was spent visiting some nearby attractions. The first stop was Playa Arcoiris (Rainbow Beach) which is more of a viewpoint than a beach, called that because of the way the water catches the light when it splashes up. Just around the corner is the Pilón de Azúcar (the sugar pile, so called because when the sun hits it, it appears white from afar). It’s a sacred site to the Wayuu people. It was a short but steep scramble up to the top but worth it for the views! And guess who I saw at the top? The girl I met on the bus, Jing! It turns out that we were also going to the same, very exciting hostel together a few days later and then also on the same flight to Medellin! After descending the pilón very carefully, we had a bit of time to relax at Playa Dorada (Golden Beach) at the bottom before moving on to the next spot.




We squeezed in a quick stop at the Ojo de Agua, a beach with a small freshwater pool where there is also a hill known as a La Tortuga because it looks like a turtle! Personally I thought the view from the ‘turtle shell’ back to shore actually looked more like a turtle but to each their own. Our final stop was at the lighthouse for sunset which was incredible. After the sunset, it got dark very quickly so we just headed back to the hotel. Our accommodation for the night was in chinchorros , traditional hammocks that are a bit bigger than the standard with decorative edges, with the beach just steps away. It wasn’t the best night’s sleep but I was tired enough from the busy day that I fell asleep at 9pm.


On day two, the journey towards Punta Gallinas, the most northern point in South America, continued. I woke up with the sun and to the sound of the waves which was pretty cool. Our first stop was Bahia Hondita, about three hours’ drive from Cabo de la Vela. On the way there, there were lots of stops for the unofficial taxes that we’d encountered the day before. We had a couple of hours at Bahia Hondita to swim and read and that’s where we had lunch as well. It was one of the most beautiful spots of the whole tour but the pictures I have just don’t do it justice.
The next and maybe most anticipated stop was the dunes of Taroa where you can sand board. This went… about as well as I expected! I knew there was no chance I could do it standing up like some other people were. I sat myself down and tried to go slowly so I could enjoy it (a lesson I learnt from volcano boarding in Nicaragua years ago). Just before the beach there was a pretty steep drop that I tried to slow down for which caused me to tumble off anyway though! I wasn’t hurt, just covered in sand, and I actually think it made it more fun! I just immediately got in the water to wash everything off. The last stretch of driving for the day brought me two of my highlights. We had a very quick, unofficial stop at Mirador de Casares which was my favourite view of the tour. I also didn’t have belting out Flower of Scotland with two Italians on my Punta Gallinas bingo card but I loved it! It was even one of the Italians that had it downloaded on his phone, not me!




And then we made it to Punta Gallinas itself! We were just in time for sunset which was so beautiful, thankfully because the most northern point of South America was actually a bit disappointing, just another weird, spindly lighthouse with a beach. We had some time there so I walked along the beach a bit. Our accommodation was just along the coast a little where we got shown to our chinchorros and had time for a shower before dinner. While the previous day there had only been bucket showers, here there was an actual shower but the water pressure had me longing for the buckets! Once it was dark, there wasn’t much to do other than take our time chatting over lobster rice for dinner.



Day three of the tour is just about making your way back down to Riohacha. From Punta Gallinas to Uribia, where we stopped for lunch, it was about four and a half hours. It was another hour and a half to Riohacha and from there I had organised a transfer to Santa Marta through Expotur for an additional fee. I feel like it was a good choice because I only got there at 8pm and it would have taken even longer on the public bus. 13 hours on the road was already long enough for me! I was reunited in Santa Marta with Hannah who had just finished the four day trek to Ciudad Perdida, having left the day I went to Riohacha. What made Hannah such a good travel companion (one of many reasons) was that we were happy spending so much time together but were also really good at letting each other have our own time and space. Sometimes that meant one of us chilling in our room and one in the common area of the hostel, it could be Hannah going for a hike while I read my book in a coffee shop or me saying I don’t want to hike for four days but I love that for you, go ahead!
This tour was a little more of a splurge than I would usually go for while travelling but I do think it was worth it. I spent £215 on a three day tour but I didn’t have to spend any extra money within that time. There really is no other way to visit Punta Gallinas and everything on the way, unless you want to hitchhike the whole way (…through a desert…). The Guajira region was so different to anywhere else I saw in Colombia that I feel like it highlighted to me the diversity that exists in the country. Going from the lush Tayrona National Park to the desert in Guajira to sparkling Caribbean water to big cities like Medellín and Bogotá, Colombia really has it all!


























