Trip Start Jun 12, 2007
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Before taking the turn into the National Park we drop down to the coast at Museddu where we park up beside the beach to enjoy our lunch. After lunch we continue northbound to Tortoli, where we break away into the mountains – it’s absolutely stunning. I just feel so at ease, I could happily sit in one spot here all day and not tire of my surroundings – another natural wonder spreading out before me – I feel as light as air itself – it’s so quiet that I can hear myself breath as we watch butterflies and bees busying around. We pull in beside lake Flamendosa and spend a long time just gazing around – listening to the bells of the cattle wandering around – the cattle aren’t bothered by vehicles and refuse to move out of the road, so when we do eventually move on and find a herd in the road, it takes quite a bit of time to negotiate through them – they aren’t moving for no-one!! Its so beautiful up there that we rethink our return strategy and decide to take the mountain road through the centre and loop back round – it’s a long drive – but one we thought would be rewarding and well worth it – we were right.
We while away hours which seem like minutes and stop regularly for periods of time to drink in the wonderful views. When we finally decide it’s time to loop back it was early evening, with a long way to get back to the monastery. We start making our descent on the winding mountain road, with hairpin bends. We’re coming down one part where we had to stop as there were four motor bikers straddled across the road looking at a map – they weren’t being dangerous, they were as surprised to see us as we were them – we’d barely seen another car or person all day. Three of the bikers looked seriously hacked off and as we approached they started wheeling their bikes to the side of the road – but the one guy who wasn’t looking so fed up, the one with the map, waved us to stop – so we did. We open the window and he starts talking to us in a language we don’t understand, it’s not Italian, some other language, but either way we don’t understand what he is asking and he spoke no English. He starts pointing at his map and shrugging his shoulders, so we realise he is asking where we are. I happen to know exactly where we are because we had not long passed the ruins of a church and it had been detailed on our map – so I point to his map where we are and follow the road on the map with my finger to point to where it comes out – he’s very happy with this, big smiles and thumbs up all round – he goes off to tell his friends and we’re on our way again.
The road back down out of the mountains was just as pleasurable for various reasons – passing through small villages clinging to the rock face, lakes, rivers, woods, absolutely beautiful. When we reach the bottom, we return down the centre of the island, which is very flat – probably a good thing otherwise it would have taken us all night to get back – nothing really to stop for, so we keep going and arrive back at the monastery by night. Today has been brilliant.