Elegushi "private" beach

of people and horses

Down by the ocean, Elegushi beach is one sandy stretch on the Lekki peninsula. It is a "private" beach, meaning it calls for a 1000 Naira entrance fee per person, not to mention the parking fee that follows shortly after the entrance fee has been collected. For that amount the beach is cleaned everyday.

Place Vendôme in Elegushi beach

We visited on a cloudy day. The approach was not exactly a very appealing one with wooden constructions, painted in various colours, some of them under planned repair (they have been dismantled and the wood pieces had collapsed like a mikado. On the back of buildings, where people park are some children games, air-filled jumping castles and so on. On the whole the place is fairly run-down and washed-out by the salt, the sun and humidity.

awaiting reconstruction

Once on the beach side of the row of wooden construction, a young and fairly well-off crowd is indulging in bathing, selfie-taking, horse-riding, playing at beach soccer, eating and drinking and, for some, romantic activities.

ride or play

Hawkers offer all sorts of snacks and a few barbecue suya (local speciality of spiced barbecued meat on sticks, it can be chicken, beef, mutton) or grilled fish.

suya for every tastes

The beach is now protected by large barriers of concrete blocks advancing in the sea and shielding from the strong current that runs along the coast, especially since the construction of the foundations of Eko Atlantic on reclaimed land, which caused diversion of the currents and is eroding the beach front on the eastern part of the coast. Here people can safely enjoy the waves.

sea, sand and selfie

The good thing about the "private" beach is that the sand is cleaned regularly and therefore freed from too much plastic litter.

Elegushi "private" beach

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