Kilometri 500. CF stands for Carlo Forte

Sleeping on a hammock in Carlo Forte, down a street leading to an unbelievable cliff, under the roof of a sweet restaurant in Cala Fico, is definatly one thing I never expected to happen.

As any time I let myself go (this is my state of mind on traveling mode), things just happen flowing into the day. The night before I slept right on the sand just with my sleeping bag in "La Caletta", one of the many jewels this island had to offer, but today the wind direction was just perfect to visit the norther tip of CF. So i left my bags at the farest of the two bars on the beach and left for the ride of the day.
That's why I ended up in "Cala Fico"! Just because the wind wanted to.

The "Cala" at first sight is unbelievable, with its "fyord" look and the color of the water hitting your eyes in a delicate way. This spot is home of the birds care association LIPU, and the falcs flying above your head will tell you why.
Snorkeling into those waters is divine, the open sea right behind the tips of the bay calls you to go discover it and everything plays its role to make the scene become a painting. And when the deep dark night comes, a couple of hrs after an astonishing sunset, that's when you start seeing the blinking lights of the lighthouse drawing precise lines in the sky.

And now I'm about to go to sleep with all this just outside the porch of this restaurant I stopped eating at (El Chiringuito) with two friends I met on the way of my unforgettable islands tour, Francesca and Giovanni.

Kilometri 460. My fucked up knee

All the circumstances were telling me that something was gonna happen! The maestrale (the king wind in Sardegna) was starting to blow strongly again, the sky was getting cloudy and dark and a fucking steep uphill was waiting for me before the next stop.

From Piscinas to Ingurtosu you have to pass through a canyon where old mines use to be, where history and the hard labor of brave workers are all over you in the abandoned buildings falling apart nowdays, and the wildness of the territory tells you everything about this area. But nothing is more significant then the road when you're traveling by bike, and here you can be sure to sweat your ass off!

About 15 Kms constantly going up, sometimes facing a breathless view but most of the time swearing for the pain in your legs...until "Passo Bidderdi" when you finally go downhill for other 12 Kms! Portixeddu and then Buggerru seam like heaven once you finally reach them, but the methereological conditions are not the best to enjoy the beauty of the huge beach laying between them...

and my knee hurts like shit! It will take me 5 days to recover perfectly from the injury, but in Carlo Forte I will find a tremendous hospitality that will help me getting better. And fall in love with this island!

Kilometri 430. Piscinas

Before reaching next stop, I spent one night on the beach of Torre dei Corsari to rest a little bit and have a look at this place I've always heard about, and to tell you the truth it's totally worth a stop.

But nothing compared to what was expecting me in the world wide famouse Piscinas. The dunes and the wild beauty of this spot is practically impossible to describe with words, but maybe my pictures will do their best!
As you start leaving the paved road, regardless of the side you're coming from, the scenery is unbelievable with the sea calling you from down there and a rough wood surrounding you. If you're coming from south you'll be passing through an old abandoned minerary site which will just take you back in time for decades.

Hopefully you will be arriving at sunset, because this is the best way this area can welcome you, and if so just sit at one of the two little bars on the each (I suggest the one on the right) and wash down an ice cold Ichnusa enjoy the perfect show only nature can give you! A huge firing ball is gonna slowly set behind the horizon giving you goose bumps all over your body, while silence is gonna be all over you and the dunes will do the rest.

The beach here is just enormous so you can choose the comfortable beds just in front of you when you enter the beach, or go to the left as much as you want and spot your private square meters being sure nobody is gonna be around you for the whole day...the second choice is the one I preferred!

For your staying it depends on your budget: if you're a low budget traveler then the camping Sciopadroxiu is the ideal solution. I think this is the best camping site I've ever seen in my life, both for the location and the cleanness of the site. The only "bad" thing is that it's two kms away from the beach into the forest, so you'll have to either walk, ride your bike or take your car...but you might run into a deer...then it will be worth!
If you're a high budget traveler, then you can stay in this amazing hotel right on the sea called Le dune you can trust me you'll be totally satisfied! I took a walk around and inside it and it's just high quality stuff. next stop is Buggerru and the path leading to it it's just massive uphill...stay tuned to find out if I make it!