I was supposed to do this adventures with two of my usual friends, but the give up few days before. Then, as suddenly as unexpectedly, my friend from New Zeland Rossano joins me.Here is the story...
And here we go! The first day is quiet, nice and sunny.
The coast is beautiful and there are many little coves. Here we are at lunch time.
At 4 pm we get to this little cove and decide to camp here, so that we have the time to explore the area.
Despite the drought of this year I find a little pond with a lonely water lily!
Is it a native plant in Italy or has it arrived here somehow? It is really beautiful, anyway!
(Yes, Wikipedia says that it is native in Italy).
Walking among the rocks.
Rocks carved by the wind.
Having dinner beneath a marvellous starry sky.
The night was very windy and the next morning, surprise: the sea is rough with waves that for a kayak are a bit too... deadly!
Rossano and the sea: our cove is very deep, but the rocks faraway give the idea of the waves.
Decision taken: we are leaving the kayak here and walk across the mountains to the closest road.
We'll be back when the wind stops.
The wind is so strong that Canillo hides in the backpack.
We eventually reach a road, hitch-hike to the car, drive to Dorgali. We get to Campos Bargios in the evening where we fight to defend our dinner: a local tribe of semi-wild pigs tries to self-invite themselves to our banquet!
After a very cold and windy night, and a very hot morning tea, we are for the new adventure...
...The Grotta Donini (Donini Cave) awaits us!
There are a few vertical holes scattered in the valley, but only one is the right entrance!
Because of this year drought, there's almost no water flow, but the little underground pools and lakes are still full.
We abseil to the main underground river and we find something absolutely amazing and incredible: a foam on 40-50 cm covers everything!
It must be something natural: we are too faraway from any human activity and there isn't any strange or artificial smell... But I've never seen or heard about something like this!
This photo gives you a better idea of the foam covering everything. I was fascinated by it!
If you know anything about this phenomenon, please, write me and let me know!!! Thank you.
Unfortunately my waterproof camera doen't deal very well with the cave environment and this is the best photo I've got to show how the foam covers everything in the cave, and this for all the 3 hours we needed to make our way to the exit.
I'll show you the exit of the cave in the next story, when I'll be back here with Scott and I'll take with me my better (but not waterproof) camera. So, for now, let's continue from the exit.
We are in one of the oldest European forests, and Conillo explored it while we were in the cave.
Conillo on the ledge!
Shall we tidy the car up?
The wind calms down a bit: let's get our kayaks back!
On the way back to the kayaks.
Rossano has few days left in Italy, so he decides not to continue the kayak tour with me, but to wander about a bit in Sardinia to see the more he can of this island.
So we continue alone the trip: there's only Conillo and me.
A nice beach to settle the camp.
We reach the point where we started our 2011 kayaking trip with Giovanni.
Climbing the cliffs.
The perfect spot for the camp of tonight.
Tiny coastal lagoon.
Next morning: wind is rising again and big clouds formations are coming: does it suggest that is time to end the kayak trip?
We end the kayak trip at Valle della Luna, near Capo Testa.
We have a new target: get the top of this amazing cliff.
Rossano join us in this crazy climbing attempt.
The climbing here is often quite scaring, and I'm so concentrated in what I do, that I often forget to take photos.
Looking for the right way up.
Happy! But we are not on top yet.
And the only known trail to get down starts from the top: so if we cannot get there we don't know how to get down!
Valle della Luna from the top.
We struggle especially in last part of the climbing: it is not so impossible, but with no ropes and no equipment at all it's really scary!
Rossano is playing with the wind: it is so strong now, that if you lean out of the cliff it takes you back!
Last evening before Rossano leaves Sardinia. Driving at sunset we see a WWI huge fort on op of a hill. Can we refrain from assaulting it? Off course not!
View of the fort from the main tower.
The main tower, built on the rock.
Huge ramp to take the cannons on top of the fort.
The adventure continues with Scott!