The hang
Wild coast beach on the western edge of the Algarve — wide, dune-backed, cold-water, surf-driven. No sunbeds. No resort. Just a beach café, a pack of surfers, and an Atlantic that doesn't care about your comfort. The cliffs behind are a nature reserve. The sky here does things — sunsets that make atheists reconsider. This is the Algarve for people who found the southern coast too tame.
