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This capital's harbour is a volcano's crater.

Malabo is built on the rim of a sunken volcanic crater, and that horseshoe of deep, sheltered water is its harbour. It is why the British founded an anchorage here in 1827, on an island formed by three overlapping shield volcanoes and still crowned by the 3,011 metres of Pico Basilé. The city did not choose the site: geology chose it.

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The city from the air, occupying the rim of an almost closed horseshoe bay: the water, greenish-grey and without swell, fills the lower half of the frame and is bounded by two low, densely wooded arms of land that reach towards each other until they almost touch; along the shore a fabric of low houses with red and white roofs crowds together with a few four- or five-storey buildings, and behind it the ground climbs in an unbroken slope of dark green forest that vanishes under a mass of low leaden cloud covering the whole horizon.
The city from the air, occupying the rim of an almost closed horseshoe bay: the water, greenish-grey and without swell, fills the lower half of the frame and is bounded by two low, densely wooded arms of land that reach towards each other until they almost touch; along the shore a fabric of low houses with red and white roofs crowds together with a few four- or five-storey buildings, and behind it the ground climbs in an unbroken slope of dark green forest that vanishes under a mass of low leaden cloud covering the whole horizon.Ipisking·CC BY-SA 3.0

01 A bay that was a crater

The whole of Bioko is the work of the same phenomenon. The island is formed by three overlapping basaltic shield volcanoes, and the largest and highest of them is the one topped by Pico Basilé. All of them appear in catalogues of active volcanoes, though only Basilé has erupted in historic times, most recently in 1923.

The practical result is a capital of some 297,000 people occupying barely 21 square kilometres at sea level, wedged between the water and a slope that starts climbing almost immediately. There is no plain to spread into. The city grows along the coast and upwards, and everything that is not city is forest.

The harbour seen from moderate height: at the centre, a white and grey cargo ship with a yellow deck crane moored beside a barge; in front of it, some twenty dark wooden barges and long pirogues tied up against one another, covered with green, blue and grey tarpaulins; in the foreground, red containers and yellow steel quayside structures on the left and sheet-metal roofs on the right; behind, closing the frame from side to side, a low blockwork mole and a strip of land with a short wooded cliff, and beyond it the line of open sea under a white sky.
Inside the bay. That low wooded arm of land closing off the background is the crater rim, and it is what turns the water into a harbour.ColleBlanche / Wikimedia Commons / CC BY-SA 4.0  · CC BY-SA 4.0

02 Eighteen twenty-seven

The city has an exact birth date. In 1827 the British founded a settlement here called Port Clarence and used it as a naval station to pursue the slave trade. A good part of its first population were freed people who could not be returned to the mainland. That is the city: an anchorage with a purpose, and a population that arrived because of that purpose.

In 1855 the island passed into Spanish hands and the settlement was renamed Santa Isabel. What followed changed the landscape more than anything else: the island became the centre of the Spanish cocoa industry, and much of the forest around the city was cleared to plant it. The port still exports cocoa, timber and coffee.

A two-storey corner building whitewashed in off-white with a pitched tiled roof: the ground floor opens into a gallery of segmental arches on square piers, and the upper floor is a continuous glazed gallery with a diamond-lattice parapet in red and white; to the left another, older façade shows a balustrade and mouldings; on the pavement stand a cylindrical concrete tank, a concrete pole strung with cables and a vertical yellow sign for a photography shop; the street is completely empty and the sky is white.
A corner in the historic centre. The continuous gallery on both floors is the local answer to a city that receives 1,869 millimetres of rain a year.Denis Barthel / Wikimedia Commons / CC BY-SA 3.0  · CC BY-SA 3.0

03 Three thousand metres behind

The second thing that organises the city is not in the city: it is above it. Pico Basilé rises 3,011 metres a few kilometres from the centre, and it is the highest point in the country. From almost any street in Malabo, if the sky allows, the mountain appears at the end of the view.

The conditional matters, because the sky does not always allow it. Bioko is humid to an extraordinary degree, and the summit spends much of the year wrapped in cloud that snags on the slope. Seeing the whole of Basilé is a question of luck and of month: in the dry season it appears first thing in the morning, and then closes over.

A broad, gently sloping volcanic massif filling the whole central band of the frame, its flanks a dark blue-green with distance and its summit flattened; resting on it is a plume of dense white cloud with rounded edges that seems to issue from the peak itself and drift to the right; the sky is pale blue with shreds of low cloud halfway up the slope, and across the lower half, in the foreground, the crowns of several tall forest trees and a dead trunk with bare branches stand out against the light.
Pico Basilé with its habitual plume of cloud. Three thousand and eleven metres, an hour from the centre of the capital.Serge Moons / Wikimedia Commons / CC BY-SA 3.0  · CC BY-SA 3.0

04 How to visit it

The historic centre can be walked in a morning and is the most interesting part: regular blocks, streets with Spanish names, two-storey buildings with continuous galleries and lattice screens, and a weathering that in some cases is ruin and in others is simply the climate. It is wet-tropics architecture, designed to ventilate and to let water run off.

Everything else needs a vehicle. The climb up Basilé, the coast to the east and the south of the island — where the Luba caldera and the nesting beaches are — are full-day trips or longer. And all of it depends on the month: between June and October the tracks get difficult and the mountain cannot be seen.

Finally, it is worth calibrating expectations. Malabo is not a city of monuments and has no tourist machinery in place; the country receives very few visitors and you feel it in every arrangement. What it offers is something else: a small capital sitting inside the rim of a crater, with three thousand metres of volcano behind it and forest starting where the last street ends. Few capitals in the world have so literal a position.

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María Reyes

Destinations editor · Flowtravel

María looks in every city for the decision that explains its shape.

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