Maio Island, Cape Verde, remote and quiet
            Maio Beachfront Hotels and Sandy Beaches
            First settled in May in the 1460, from whence it derives its name 
              which is Portuguese for the month of May. For centuries it lived 
              a precarious existence from ranching goats and harvesting salt. 
              There are still salt flats on the western coasts. 
            It is still remote and as yet undeveloped, but has fine sandy beaches 
              like Sal. There is a fine beach at Vila do Maio the main seaport 
              and airport. This was formerly known as Porto Ingles because an 
              English company exploited the salt pans. Perhaps the most friendly 
              island, as it is so little visited, its arid plains and fabulous 
              beached do permit the herding of goats and cows. 
            
Vila do Maio
            Hardly more than a large village it is two miles from the air strip 
            and right on a fine beach. The small jetty receives cargo ships and 
            fishing boats are moored and nearby is the fortress built in the 18th 
            century to defend the town from pirates. Dominating the town is a 
            large, old church surrounded by beautiful flowers. The local Coop 
            is modelled on an African village hut with conical roof. 
            
Morro
            A small village on the road North, it is also the site of a failed 
            hotel and property complex. The local handicrafts and another fine 
            beach with nearby some abandoned salt pits. 
            
Santana Bay
            This is a deserted semi-circular sandy beach, and an important nesting 
            beach for turtles. 
            
Calheta
            A few miles north is a charming fishing village at Calheta where you 
            can see the tuna catch early in the morning and wander amongst the 
            cows, bulls and donkeys which graze along the beach. . Another fine 
            beach is just south of Ponta Preta at Porto do Maio and there are 
            more to the North where the wind is stronger. All are empty. 
            
Itt also has the largest area of forest in the Cape Verdes. Few 
              people make the long trip by light plane and/or ferry and you may 
              find that you are the only people in the small hotel Marilu , where 
              the owner is also the chef, waiter, barman and porter. It is the 
              place to get away from it all and from everyone. The pretty island 
              that is as yet untouched by tourism.
             But perhaps it is the island in the Cape Verdes that will show 
              the best investment returns on property, when people are more easily 
              able to get there.
            Maio airport is closed but there is a catamaran service from Praia
            B from Manchester liked the calm. 
            
"If you need to chill out in absolute calm and peace, Maio may 
              well be the place for you. Porto Ingles is charming, colourfully 
              painted little town scrambling up the hillside above the sea towards 
              the cathedral, with a couple of shaded squares hung with bougainvillea 
              and hibiscus. The town beach is a crescent-shaped slick of pale 
              gold sand sliding of into the distance into a sea of every sparkling 
              shade of green and blue. Maio only has nine miles of paved roads 
              so there is very limited vehicle ownership: this means no car hire, 
              but also means that if you do manage to find yourself some way of 
              getting about then exploring the island is a dream. Public transport 
              is created for by 4x4 pick-ups that simply circle the island one 
              way or another with people jumping on and off as they wish. This 
              is a really good fun way of seeing the island - most of the driving 
              is, of necessity, off road! - and of interacting with the local 
              population, and although the time tables may be erratic, there is 
              nowhere on Maio that requires punctuality! We actually borrowed 
              a pick-up for a couple of days and ambled at our own pace through 
              costal scrub, along miles of pale straw-gold beaches, up vertiginous 
              mountain sides, along dried up river beds and through picturesque 
              pastel painted villages. There is no litter on Maio! Neither are 
              there sign posts, obvious tracks or any sign of humanity between 
              the villages, so you need to be self-sufficient and sensible, well 
              prepared with food, drink and your first aid kit and not given to 
              panicking. Having said that you need to have an adventurous spirit 
              but haven't had much opportunity to put it into practise, then Maio 
              offers a gentle initiation: you can only be lost for so long on 
              a small island. "
            Restaurants and Bars
            There are only a couple in Vila do Maio and one small one in Calheta. 
            B from Manchester concentrated on one. 
            
"Porto Ingles has a couple of restaurants – both Italian 
              – the Tutti Frutti and the Trattoria. We ate at the Tutti 
              Frutti and from then on had no reason to need to check out the Trattoria. 
              How amazing that in such a backwater you are able to find superb 
              food. Italian Alberto and his Venezuelan wife Brenda are both sailors 
              home from sea. They both love their quiet life by the ocean, and 
              love cooking and entertaining. Over our first beer in Maio – 
              and then a leisurely pasta lunch – we discussed with Alberto 
              what he had available for us to eat that evening. We came back later 
              and the candles had been lit, the wine was breathing and he produced 
              simple dishes cooked to perfection: crisp but softly melting sauté 
              potatoes, vegetables ‘al dente’ in a tissue thin batter 
              and Brazilian steaks: nearly two inches thick of succulent tenderness. 
              Brenda’s contribution was a seductively smooth orange crème 
              brulee with glass-brittle caramel cap. All washed own with a wine 
              from the Island of Fogo, the most southerly wine-producing region 
              in the northern hemisphere. No wonder that we didn’t bother 
              trying anywhere else! For people that can’t resist the buying 
              urge, Brenda has a small boutique along side he restaurant were 
              she sells artefacts gathered from their travels through the Pacific 
              and Indian oceans, South American and African jewellery and great 
              beach water from Brazil and Venezuela."
            D from Berkshire tried the other 
            
"Maio was absolutely beautiful and the beaches to die for. The 
              town was very quiet but we found ourselves a nice little internet 
              cafe with an Italian owner called Paolo. The hotel was basic but 
              the Staff was very pleasant and friendly: even managed to get a 
              smile out of the girl at the bank. "