Playa Los Ahogados

Beautiful and deadly

The most dangerous of the central coast

Wirings of seaweed and marine cross currents

An open funnel to the high seas

Full of rocks, stones, crosses, and memorial stones

They all drowned

A sign says there are 1953 of them so far

The current swallows them and hides them in sea caves

Then in winter he returns them amputated

No eyes, no tongue, no lips

It used to be called Hangaroa Beach

Today it is called Los Ahogados Beach

There are testimonies that affirm that at night they haunt

That voices are heard and desperate specters are seen passing by

There are lovers that died looking at the sunset

Sitting on the nearby rocks

And they couldn’t do anything, the current carried them away, they died

For these reasons, never bathe on Los Ahogados Beach

Being knee-deep in water is enough

So that the force of the wave that always returns to its sack

Drags you forever to the depths of the sea

And there’s nothing you will be able to do, just flail until the end.

Texto: Álvaro Ruiz / Fotografía: Juan Godoy / Traducción: Patricio Escobar

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Proyecto financiado por Valparaíso Creativo-PER CORFO
Colaboran: Guía Experiencias / Corporación Por Amor Al Arte
Auspician: Productos Fernandez S.A / Ventisquero Wine Estates