The story of his experience in the Sinis peninsula
“Capo Mannu A harsh and true land, stretched to the wild horizon that gives rise to breathtaking landscapes. Here live Akeswins and Giangi, Environmental Hiker Guide, they are both my friends and for a long time I wanted to visit them. Sardinia, the Sinis Peninsula, I proceed along the SS131, boundless landscapes of mountains and plains on the horizon that make me think how wild this land is, a deep, magical and passionate soul. My accommodation is in Capo Mannu, a small village by the sea. Giangi hosts me in a very beautiful and sunny house, in front of me Mediterranean scrub and at fifty meters the sea. The mistral of the following morning that blows strongly makes me immediately understand that going out to sea is not really talked about. And so as soon as I woke up I start walking and after a few meters outside the house I find myself on a dirt road. I see the sea and I am enchanted. It is not the usual sea, it is not any sea, it is dark blue, almost black while the crests whiten it everywhere. Force 7 in a sea that resembles the cliffs of the Atlantic, because it looks a lot like the ocean. Its waves are imposing and very long and, as I walk towards Capo Mannu, I realize that the place I am visiting is of an incomparable beauty. The high ocher cliffs contrast with the dark blue of the sea and the clear blue of the sky while the wind blows in my face and makes my journey difficult. The scent of heather and rosemary that cover the expanses of earth invade the air, the cliffs are covered with these fragrant plants. I sit and watch the surfers who make evolutions in a sheltered bay where the waves come reflex and are less violent, then I meet a policeman with a wonderful German shepherd and exchange 2 words because attracted by his police dog, he gives me 2 tips on the site and invites me to look at a rock. The wind sculpted it creating a natural statue that looks like an angel praying facing the sea. The emotion I feel in being enveloped by this nature is indescribable. The waves that crash and reverberate between the cliffs make me feel small, I sit and look in front of me and all thoughts go away. This place kidnapped me.
The next day I call my friend Akes, and finally we meet in S. Giovanni which he calls st. John of Sinis, and in front of two glasses of Filu Ferru, we plan to go out to sea. And so one morning we leave to cross the approximately 8 miles that separate us from the island of Mal di Ventre. We pass in front of Capo S Marco on which stands a very characteristic lighthouse similar to those of northern France. , Oasis of Seu, Maimoni and coastal navigation and then head for the island. The name of the island tickles my curiosity and I ask my friend Alessandro what the origins were. The island of Mal di Ventre owes this name to the Pisan navigators who called it Malaventre for the characteristics of the sea around this area that often caused seasickness to mariners. In reality the original name is Sardinian: MALU ENTU. The suggestive backdrops of the area are full of wrecks of boats sunk over the centuries, including a wreck of a Roman ship sunk in 80 BC. and very often archaeological finds of great interest are found. Therefore an obligatory destination for underwater explorers also because the depths between the island and the coast never exceed 30 meters. The beach protected from the waves to the east of the island is enchanting, with very fine pink sand that ends up in crystal clear water to deceive its presence. The boats at anchor seem suspended and the emerald reflections cause unique color effects. The chats with Giangi make me know the area more and more. Being an Environmental Guide, he knows both the sea and the land of this fascinating Sinis Peninsula very well.
So one mistral day with few navigation possibilities, I decide to make an excursion inside the Sinis peninsula taking one of the many dirt roads that lead to a pond near Cabras. The surrounding landscape is fascinating, the expanses of heather and the bushes lashed by the wind to the horizon can only leave a memory imprinted in the mind of these places still untouched by any form of pollution or construction. When I reach the pond I have a very particular encounter: a large group of pink flamingos. Luck assists me, I get out of the car with a furtive step and I can barely get closer hidden in the bushes to admire the scenery that lies ahead. But I am immediately discovered and, while they all begin to take flight with the characteristic run on the water before take-off, I can capture them with more than one photo. These birds come from neighboring Africa and for some years now they seem to prefer this area. I had never seen such a show except in television documentaries. I continue in my path also seeing several hawks and an incredible amount of water birds that amaze me with the variety of species. Numerous waders, ducks, coots and various ardeids appear among the wintering species. Sale’e Porcus has been a permanent wildlife protection oasis since 1982 under the European Ramsar Convention. With my 4×4 credit I continue and I do not realize that for 2 hours I have been traveling even very rough white roads, in open spaces without going back on the same path, and I realize how vast the area is and what it can offer to hikers . Another natural attraction are the vast ponds drained by the sun, of which a flat expanse of mud and salt remains, designed by the cracks of drought, returning remarkable landscape effects that give me the feeling of being in a desert…. But it’s not sensation, it’s reality.”