“It's surprising that in a country so commercialized, you can still find places like this,” Noemi Araujo said as we passed a For Sale sign on a fenced, wooded lot. The owner of Clave Verde Ecolodge, where my partner, Luis, and I were staying, was also our guide for the two-hour hike down the uneven road that begins near the hotel and leads to the stunning shoreline at Playa Morón. Cicadas buzzed in the thick tropical forest around us, piercing the humid afternoon air. Seconds later, she told us to look up: speckled brown palmchats, the national bird of the Dominican Republic, were flying in and out of their three-story nest at the tip of a royal palm.
We saw more goats than people until we reached a roadside stall, where a couple was selling fresh coco bread outside their home. We bought two oven-warm bundles for $1.25 each. Soon, a shortcut through the forest led us to the secluded golden beach we’d been seeking. A handful of teenagers were swimming in the turquoise water. At the end of the sandy stretch, a steep, forested trail led to another beach, Playa Limón — miles of virgin sand lined with coconut trees. A fisherman dragged his net out of the water as his canoe approached the shore. Next to a solitary shack, a woman tended to her fogón, the outdoor hearth where she would soon prepare the fresh catch for lunch. The three of us waded into the cool, shallow waters where the Limón River meets the sea.
Over the past 15 years, I’ve explored more than 20 islands in the Caribbean, but no place grabs me quite like the over-the-top tropical splendor of the Samaná Peninsula: scenic coves, craggy cliffs, seemingly endless coconut groves, just 100 miles from my home in Santo Domingo, where I’ve lived since 2016. Humpback whales visit Samaná every January to mate and calve. The area’s beachside resort towns — Las Terrenas and Las Galeras — are popular escapes from the capital, both for locals like Luis and me and for travelers in search of a quieter alternative to Punta Cana.
But the hills and valleys of the peninsula’s interior were harder to get to know — until now. Dominican-owned eco-lodges are opening up in these rural communities, honoring nature with their use of locally sourced materials, guided excursions into the biodiverse forest, and meals sourced from their own permaculture gardens. In a time when we all want to be away from the crowds — and the Caribbean starts to reopen borders — this part of Samaná is a welcome break.
One of the pioneers is the campesino-chic Clave Verde, where Luis and I stayed on a weekend trip this fall. Araujo and her husband, Jonathan, founded the solar-powered property after relocating from Santo Domingo to the mountain village of La Barbacoa. The lodge, surrounded by forest trails and groves of native trees like almond, cherry, and acacia, is just a 15-minute drive from Las Terrenas, where Araujo suggested lunch after our beach hike.
We walked past the fish market to a row of new open-air restaurants facing the beach. Locals enjoyed just-caught seafood and Presidente beer, while a couple danced barefoot to bachata music. Scanning the chalkboard menus, we settled in at Candelita, where we ordered a typical Dominican seaside meal: fried capitán, as hogfish is known here, with a side of tostones and avocado. When we left two hours later, the cacophonous motorbike traffic along the beach made us appreciate Clave Verde’s location in the hills.
The next day, we woke to cows mooing over the bluffs as if announcing the sun rising over the village. I stepped onto our balcony and looked out on the forest canopy as the fresh morning air filtered into our suite. Breakfast of fried eggs and mashed green bananas fueled us for the drive to Las Galeras, a small fishing town renowned for its beaches. Its party-hard bar scene was once the main draw. But now, community members and municipal officials are working to create ecotourism experiences that showcase the area’s natural wealth — like the new Seven Hidden Beaches trail, which winds past sea caves along the area’s less developed coastline.
We came to the end of Samaná’s sole highway, and views of the ocean disappeared as we turned off at the sign for the village of La Guázuma. Walking into the seven-key Casa El Paraíso, we were plunged into a kind of miniature nature reserve, with fruit trees, palms, and purple Mexican petunias framing a narrow stone path. Butterflies circled my legs, and cicadas echoed off the timber walls. We reached an open-air lounge with sculptures and Balinese-style wooden furniture set against the panorama of Samaná Bay.
José Raúl Nova — a respected Santo Domingo veterinarian who tended to the pets of the late Oscar de la Renta — initially built the property as a vacation home. Nova showed us around the botanical paradise, which he and his wife, Nora Mejía, transformed into an eco-hotel two years ago. Its high-ceilinged thatched bungalows were inspired by the owners’ travels: the nautical Marina, where de la Renta once stayed; Casita Dominicana, with furniture made of repurposed wood; Marruecos, their newest addition, full of custom-made Moroccan textiles and ceramics. All are open on one side, with wide views of the bay acting as a fourth wall. “There are no room keys,” Nova told us. “Nature herself makes you feel protected here.”
We ordered our dinner to the sandy poolside lounge, where chef Mirko Casagrande arrived with a lionfish tartare. “We want to show that the DR has a different side,” he said, joining our conversation. “A rich natural side, with rivers, beaches, and mountains.” Casagrande hails from Milan, but settled in Las Galeras 20 years ago. His passion for the country shines in his cooking: grilled lobster with farro, avocado, and mango; octopus with honey and ginger; grilled vegetables from the garden, where free-range chickens wander among pumpkins, plantains, and cassava. “My kitchen is one hundred percent sustainable,” explained the chef, who decided to serve the invasive — and highly destructive — lionfish once lobster season ended. “For me, serving lionfish is an honor, because I’m doing good for the environment.”
After morning thunderstorms canceled our plans to hike the seven-beach trail, Luis and I opted for a drive to Aventura Rincón Ecolodge, winding past overgrown, palm-dotted fields and pastel shacks. This innovative solar-powered property and organic farm looks like a rambling garden, with five cabins inspired by Dominican campo life.
“We promote going back to your roots,” said Orquídea Susana, who at the time was overseeing the property’s permaculture initiatives. That means heirloom seeds, organic methods, and cooking what’s seasonal. She showed us vanilla, turmeric, cacao, taro, and papaya. “We have local varieties of fruit, like piña pan de azúcar,” Susana told us. “It tastes like sugar.” Thunder forced us to pick up our pace, though I was tempted to linger among the tall shoots of cranberry hibiscus.
Our colorful lunch spread included snapdragon tea and a salad of fresh-picked mizuna, avocado, and hibiscus, garnished with edible flowers. For dessert: slices of the local sweet pineapple and jalao, a baked coconut candy. As we walked it all off at nearby Playa Colorada, we didn’t see a soul.
This story first appeared in the December 2020 issue of Travel + Leisure under the headline "On the Wild Side."