You’ll race across Corralejo’s dunes in a Can-Am 800 buggy with a local guide leading the way. Expect wild landscapes—volcanoes, aloe fields, even goats—and feel the island’s textures under your hands and feet. Includes a drink stop and all logistics covered. The memory of those open views will linger long after you’re back.
The tour starts at 9:00, 12:00, or 15:00 with meeting point check-in required 45 minutes before departure.
No, hotel pickup is not included; you meet at a designated point in Corralejo before starting.
The tour uses new Can-Am 800cc buggies designed for two people.
Yes, there is a drink stop included during the tour.
Infants are allowed but must sit on an adult’s lap; specialized infant seats are available.
The tour is wheelchair accessible and public transportation options are nearby.
You visit Corralejo Dunes, volcanic areas, aloe vera fields, goat pastures, and malpais badlands.
You drive about ten minutes on tarmac before starting gravel tracks through volcanic terrain; total duration varies by group speed.
Your day includes use of a new Can-Am 800cc buggy for two people, guidance from a local expert throughout Corralejo’s dunes and volcanic trails, insurance coverage for peace of mind, plus a drink stop to recharge before heading back to town.
Hands gripping the wheel tighter than I’d planned, I nudged the Can-Am 800 forward as sand kicked up behind us. Our guide—Miguel, with a sun-faded cap and that easy way locals have—just grinned at my nervous laugh. The Corralejo Dunes were wider and whiter than any photo I’d seen. You could smell the salt drifting from the sea, even though we were miles from the shore. At one point, Miguel pointed out a line of footprints—he said they belonged to wild goats, but honestly, I was too busy squinting at the horizon to see them.
After maybe ten minutes of smooth tarmac (I lost track counting roundabouts), we hit gravel so rough it rattled my teeth. The buggy handled it like it was nothing, but my partner kept yelping every time we bounced. Aloe vera plants lined the track—spiky green against all that brown rock—and Miguel told us how locals use them for burns. He made us rub some on our hands at a quick stop; it was cool and sticky, not what I expected. Somewhere along the way, an eagle circled overhead. Not sure if anyone else saw it or if I imagined it.
The volcanic area felt like landing on another planet—no trees, just black stone and silence except for our engines ticking as they cooled down. We stopped for a drink (cold Coke never tasted so good) while Miguel explained something about “malpais”—badlands—but I’ll admit my Spanish is pretty hopeless so I mostly just nodded along. By then my shoes were full of dust and my hair was wild from the wind; honestly, I didn’t care. There’s something about seeing Fuerteventura this way that sticks with you—I still think about that view over the dunes when things get noisy back home.

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