Corsica Les Terrasses De Lozari
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... and yet all the while, like an adulteress, I could taste the ocean's salty aroma from thousands of kilometres away.
The Appertiser - The salty smell of ocean with the opening of a car door. Manly
The Entree - The gentle lull of waves, a sleepy lullaby at the end of a busy weekend. Shelly Beach.
The Main - a long wave carrying our willing bodies into the ...
... from the 35 plus
temperatures. Since then we have continued on through the gorges to the west
coast, travelling through the beautifully scenic Castagniccian, chestnut
forested hills. In November the chestnuts are harvested to make flour. They
make very yummy crepes.
Throughout this area, there are many hilltop villages. which
are slowly being abandoned, as the young move to the mainland for ...
... of times, and then a car finally ran over it. Fortunately we were on a downhill section and I coasted down, with my right leg swinging freely, with no pedal at all. We hit a couple of slight up turns, and that was the end of that. John said as it was attached to the crank, it would not be cheap to fix it, and as my bike was 10 years old, he was keen for me to leave it behind too. I was more than a little sad, as it had been a trusty friend and companion on many rides, ...
... the pool, the beach and the shops. Now that I have some room and I'm able to put some things into the suitcase, I can't seem to find anything I really want to buy. Still it's nice to look around the shops. Thursday Today we hiked up to the little church, Notre dame de la Serra, on the peak of the range behind the beach. We got the directions from Google maps, but as there are no street signs on the roads near us, we had to guess, and three times ...
... we went to the beach, went to the shops and swam in the pool, all the usual holiday things. Then this afternoon we rode the bikes on a circuitous route up into the hills behind us, through the little villages that the 20th and 21 st centuries seem to have forgotten, and then round the back, and down into Bastia. It was an incredible uphill ride, until we saw a guy running the same route, as us, and passed us as we stopped to take photos ...