Beyond Protaras lies a tiny harbour, faded boats bobbing in the waves.
The surrounding cape curls north. But if you slip into the water and swim out – where the seabed shifts, and the turtles glide – you discover the cape also hides a windswept island, invisible from shore.
Paddle far enough along its edge, and a hidden cove unfolds. Out here, basking on the crescent of sand, saltwater dries
