It can be one of many pretexts, from the white sand of Cala Ginepro to the spectacle of the largest beach. Maybe it could be the attraction of renting a surfboard, or playing a game of beach volleyball, or the hospitable shade of the pine forest, among the dunes, where it is always a pleasure to walk.
One thing is sure: if you go to that part of northern Sardinia overlooking the Tyrrhenian Sea, you should find time to look out over the shores of Sa Curcurica. It is not the shape of a pumpkin - as the Sardinian meaning of the name reveals - that makes this pond unique. It is its discreet presence, behind the most common paths, with the barriers of the old fish farm still evident and the birds keeping watch.
Ph. Enrico Nocera
The eternal controversies over the management of public assets define it as a reserve, but perhaps not, they speak of fishing bans, but perhaps not, of limited access, but perhaps not. The fact is that no one can forbid travelers from looking out over the expanse of water, to breathe the stillness and smell of seaweed. The large beach is a few tens of meters away, but it could be on another planet: the sun has always been beating down on the pond, and it almost seems to impose an ancient silence even on vacationers.
Ph. Enrico Nocera
Resident and migratory birds watch over it: especially cormorants, herons, little egrets, and occasionally you can also see black-winged stilts and small groups of flamingos. The numerous flocks prefer wider expanses of water, to the north, on the road to Olbia, or to Cagliari and the Oristano area. Here the bee-eaters chase the bees flying among the bushes, and often even in summer, despite the movement, the shadow of a bird of prey appears in search of small animals.
Ph. Enrico Nocera
To tell the truth, Sa Curcurica is connected to the sea by a large channel full of current, so the exchange of water is continuous. The confirmation is in the unusual transparency, which in the right light conditions allows you to glimpse small seabreams and flocks of young mullets, close to the banks in search of food. This is why calling it “pond” seems almost insulting. It is a small autonomous universe, waiting just behind the juniper branches.