You’ll race across Tenerife’s coastline on a Seadoo GTX jet ski with a local guide leading the way. Feel ocean spray on your face, pause to take in volcanic cliffs, and try snorkeling if you want (gear included). It’s equal parts thrill and peace — and somehow both will stick with you long after.
The jet ski safari lasts 1 hour from start to finish.
Yes, use of snorkeling equipment is included with your booking.
Yes, life jackets are provided for all participants on the tour.
Infants and small children can ride in a pram or stroller nearby but cannot ride on the jet skis themselves.
This tour is not recommended for travelers with spinal injuries, pregnant travelers, or those with poor cardiovascular health.
You must complete a form with your full name, passport number or Spanish ID/NIE, and email address before the tour begins.
Yes, there are public transportation options available nearby for easy access to the meeting point.
Your hour-long adventure includes use of Seadoo GTX jet skis (fully insured), life jackets for safety, and snorkel equipment if you want to jump in and explore beneath the surface — all led by a local guide who’ll keep things relaxed but lively throughout.
Ever wondered what it feels like to fly across the water? I didn’t think I’d actually go through with this jet ski safari in Tenerife, but there I was, clutching the handlebars of a Seadoo GTX and grinning like an idiot. The salty air hit my face before we’d even started — and our guide (I think his name was Miguel?) gave us a quick rundown that made me feel way less nervous about the whole thing. There’s something oddly reassuring about a local who laughs when you admit you’ve never driven anything faster than a bicycle.
The first few minutes were honestly just me trying not to fall off. The engine’s rumble vibrated up through my arms and the spray tasted like pure summer. We zipped past a couple of fishing boats bobbing lazily — one old guy waved at us, cigarette dangling from his mouth. I caught myself yelling out over the noise, half from nerves, half from excitement. The coastline looked different from out there; cliffs rising up sharp against that blue sky, sun bouncing off the water so bright I had to squint.
We stopped for a breather (and maybe to let my heart slow down), and Miguel pointed out some volcanic rock formations I’d never have noticed otherwise. He told us stories about growing up here — apparently he learned to swim before he could walk, which made me laugh because I still can’t swim properly. At one point he handed me snorkel gear — included in the tour — but honestly I was too busy just floating there, listening to nothing but waves and distant seagulls. It’s weird how quiet it gets once you kill the engine.
I still think about that moment when everything slowed down: salt drying on my skin, hands buzzing from adrenaline. If you’re even half-considering a jet ski safari in Tenerife — just do it. You’ll probably butcher your Spanish like I did, but nobody cares out on the water.

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