Day 34 Cagliari – Sant Antioco (120 km)

Ralph
Apr 5, 2022
2 min read

Slowly I have to pick up speed, I stroll around and could do more kilometers a day. Even should. I still have seven days on this wonderful island and still a lot to see. Tomorrow it goes back through Cagliari to the mountainous east coast. That's the plan, will be tough. This morning I am first several kilometers along a four-lane. Was the shorter way, although not the nicer. Then at some point the traffic became less and less and I'm along a coastal road on the road. Always slightly up, then down, right coast, left mountains. No cars, it was wonderful. So between Chia and somewhere stop it was very very nice. The signs with the to concrete (so I interpret that) I can actually understand. This is so beautiful and mass tourism would not face this island. The Sardinians are also rather reserved, so not rude, but strict. Are a bit different here than in the rest of the country, they know for example minimum distance to the cyclist. Then later in the day I'm again a federal highway long, were partly even bike lanes. They start 5 km before the cities and lead in. Quite nice. Definitely of the best quality I know. My navi wanted to lead me again and again to the coast, on sneak paths, but then they were closed after one or two kilometers by a fence. I could see the beach path from a distance, but no way through. That was a few extra kilometers. The last sneak path I took led past a sea salt extraction plant (one word in German Meersalzgewinnungsanlage, German is a beautiful language). After 4 km a passage forbidden. Fortunately, a worker's car was coming towards me and I asked him if I could go through. He said actually not, but okay. So through, along the evaporation areas and salt mountains (which you can still see from 5 km away) a bumpy road, which had its best times probably already behind, along. Again 4 km, until I came to a bridge that was closed at the end by a gate. Well, back? Damn. Or? Unsaddled everything over the gate lifted and on to Sant Antioco. In the village I had time for sightseeing today. They have a lot to offer here, no Colosseum, but Necropolis! It was all open and the people were there, but probably no one expected a tourist. They fell out of the clouds when someone bought a ticket. That was totally funny. Suddenly there was alarm. I got a super nice tour, in Italian, and got a piece of paper in my hand with the text in English. I had fun. It was really interesting. So tomorrow it will be exhausting, today I had time to put movies on the net, watch! In this sense, good night and Putin, but finally give up.