Autore: Redazione • 30/09/2025 19:54
There's a point on the Sardinian coast where time has sculpted a prodigy of stone. The Pan di Zucchero (Sugarloaf) emerges from the turquoise waters of the Sulcis region like a Leviathan's tooth, a 133-meter-high calcareous cathedral that challenges the waves with its imposing mass. The name is misleading: there is nothing sweet about this tower of dazzling white rock, beaten by the Mistral winds and smoothed by millennia of salty backwash.
Approaching it by boat is a breathtaking experience. The engine slows, the silence is filled only by the sharp cries of the seagulls nesting in the rock crevices. You look up and have to bend your neck back: the vertical walls seem endless, streaked with grey and ochre veins that tell the geological history of an ancient island. The water around is a deep cobalt blue, so transparent that you can see the rocky seabed where silver schools of sea bass swim.
But it's when you look towards the shore that the landscape offers its most dramatic contrast. Behind the sea stack rise the red and ochre cliffs of Masua, scarred by the mining tunnels that for decades extracted lead and zinc from the mountain's depths. The Porto Flavia Tunnel, carved sheer over the sea, opens on the rock face like an eye staring into the infinite: from there, minerals were loaded directly onto ships in a daring operation that today seems like science fiction.
Sunset here becomes liturgy. The sun slips behind the horizon, tinging the Pan di Zucchero with golden and amber hues, while the sea ignites with purplish reflections. The reddish rocks of the coast explode in crimson and purple tones, and the ancient industrial site transforms into a lunar landscape where nature and human history coexist in a disorienting balance.
The scent is that of the open sea: pure saltiness, essence of myrtle descending from the cliffs, and a ferrous aftertaste brought by the winds blowing through the old mining structures. When the wave crashes against the base of the sea stack, it produces a dull roar that echoes through the walls, a primordial voice speaking of titanic forces and geological patience.
Swimming in these waters is like diving into a natural aquarium: the seabed teems with octopuses that change color, curious groupers watching you from under the rocks, and seagrass meadows swaying in the current like underwater wheat fields.
Photo credits: https://www.flickr.com/photos/roberto_ferrari/ - licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic license.
Rivista online registrata al Tribunale di Napoli n. 43 del 23/03/2022
Direttore: Lorenzo Crea
Editore: Visio Adv di Alessandro Scarfiglieri
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Rivista online registrata al Tribunale di Napoli n. 43 del 23/03/2022
Direttore: Lorenzo Crea
Editore: Visio Adv di Alessandro Scarfiglieri
Insight italia srl (concessionario esclusivo)