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il Cotoncello

We are enthralled by the breathtaking view of the cliffs, which are entirely practicable and appear to embrace and protect the little cove.

Attracted by a little wooden bridge, we begin to enjoy the silence and perfume of this charming little bay. Something tells us that beyond the point overlooking the sea the granite stretches out in unforgettable softly undulating forms: the Cote Piane, smooth rocks that become tinged with orange at sunset.

Turning back, we decide to continue our walk along the beach, we make our way into the sinuous recesses and climb up and down the rocks, listening to the sound of the waves as they lap against the crevices in the rocks. The saltiness gets into our bones, makes its way into our hair… the path is sometimes precarious but still continues until, quite unexpectedly, the splendid stretch of golden sand, known as Cotoncello Point, opens up before our eyes.

Here the gently rippling sea briefly embraces the little beach, depositing shells, little pieces of wood, crab-shells, tiny pebbles… We stand amidst the rocks, incredulous spectators of one of Nature’s most exciting spectacles.