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The following day called for an early start; the longest part of the journey, which stretches out along the lovely green fertile planes between Cuglieri and Tharros, was waiting for us.
Heading towards Cuglieri in the van, we stopped to have a quick look at Flussio and Tinnura, two towns renowned all over the world for their handicrafts. You can't miss the baskets woven in strong stout asphodel and supple green olive branches.
From Cuglieri, we headed south towards Santa Caterina. The mistral winds blew stronger than before, especially along the last 11 km strip, a rather particular
area which stretches out along the main road and extends
down towards the sea at Putzu Idu.
After a refreshing picnic, we coasted onwards through the sheltered salt plains of Sale Porcus; the famous Pink Flamingos, who once lived here, have moved to the nearby salt plains of Cabras because of heavy drought. At Mari Ermi, we followed the coastline down towards Is Arutas, with its white, sandy quartz speckled beaches. The mistral wind blew even stronger, and the only two in the group who did not complain about it were Guido and Erika, who had no intention of giving up, and wanted to continue as previously programmed down to Tharros.
Along the dirt road, which stretches across this particular part of the Mediterranean scrub, there are many natural beauties; one of the most outstanding moments was when we bumped into a herd of gigantic grey Hares, grazing leisurely in the warm sunshine. They scurried away as fast as lightning on our arrival, to hide underneath the undergrowths and await our departure before leaving their shelters again.
We rode quite quickly through the rest of the area, but not too quickly, in order to enjoy and marvel over the ancient Phoenician ruins of Tharros. With little time on our hands, we all jumped into the van, which then transported us to our hotel in Arborea, where we wined, dined and danced in-between lively discussions, sampling and tasting great quantities of the renowned and famous Mirto, a special Sardinian red and white liquor. Gino, a member of the group, certainly felt the consequences the day after!
Mistral in S'Archittu