The early bird today didn't have to pay for camping. I left before the office opened. I felt bad. I'll have to check office hours or pay the night before from now on. I'm an outlaw here already. I headed down the coast to Castelsardo which I knew I'd enjoy. It's an old Genovese fortified city set on a cliff which extends out into the sea. Beautiful. I rode to the top of the town and then climbed the castle. I could see Porto Torres off in the distance. I was unable to find the perfect cafe so I moved on. I passed a group of cyclists from Milan who had just begun their trip. I peddled hard to Porto Torres. It was hot and I was hungry when I arrived, so I stopped for lunch. I had a nice big salad and a cold beer. Afterwards I was tired. I had heard the road ahead was hot and sparse so I turned back a few kilometers to a pine grove I had spotted on the way into town. I strung my hammock in the trees and slept for two hours in the cool breeze. When I awoke it was time to continue. I went back through Porto Torres and visited a Roman ruin on the west side of town. There I rode my bike across an old Roman bridge. I passed through the industrial zone and hit a head wind my last 20 km into Stintino, a small fishing village at the northwest part of the Island. There were great beaches here, but nowhere to camp. I rented a room from a lady down the street from a booked up bed and breakfast. It set me back 50 euros, which I reckoned was pretty good. I desired a nice seaside dinner. There was no seafood, but an excellent local type of lasagna. It's beautiful here, but unfortunately I feel like I should head south towards camping facilities. I got a map of all the campgrounds in Sardinia from the tourist office. It's like the rosetta stone. I'll plot the rest of the trip around these. I'm tired of my bike tonight. I'm looking forward to my big comfy bed. I'm covering ground too quickly. It's time to slow down.
No comments:
Post a Comment