The motorboats escaped with the diminishing tide while we ran around the sand dunes like little kids. We managed to get covered head to toe in sand, smiles plastered across all our faces, and then we hit the kayaks just in time to escape with the tide as well. About a mile or so later, we pulled onto the shore of an unassuming stretch of beach, without a clue in the world where exactly we were, and loving that fact in itself.
We crested the first sand dune off the beach, which revealed the first part of the camp: a couple of main tents, which happened to function as the kitchen and dining room. It was love at first sight.
Further along the trail, among the mini dunes, tents emerged one by one as if part of the dunes themselves, blending in almost entirely with the vegetation that covered most of the sand. The group leaders explained the eco-toilet and pump sink systems and then invited us to visit our tents to freshen up and regroup for a sea turtle lesson and monitoring.