Dazzled by reflections on the water, seduced by the scent of myrtle and juniper, travelers who arrive at Capo Comino find it hard to see a threat in the red rocks of the tip.
It is true, they have almost ghostly shapes, but under the scorching sun they are not a disturbing presence. Yet the quadrangular structure of the lighthouse, now in disuse, is there to remind passers-by: there was a time, at the beginning of the twentieth century, when the cliff was the enemy of ships and the sea a risky environment, to be looked at with a sense of respect. The flashing light warned the sailors up to fifteen miles to keep away from a shore inhospitable to them.
Ph. Ludovica Baratta
Yet you just have to extend your gaze a little further north, to locate an exceptional beach, vast and very white, with fine sand behind rushes and tamarisks. The setting is so precious that it is protected: the giant dunes of Capo Comino, defended more by the affection of the local people than by strict rules, have been there for centuries to celebrate the work of the wind and to evoke images of deserts and caravans, just a step away from the paved road and the lounge chairs of the small bar directly on the beach.
Ph. Ludovica Baratta
Far from crowded destinations, Capo Comino is a secret paradise, a meeting place for surfers and divers, with spectacular seabeds, but also a destination for swimming and walking, on the endless shoreline or in the water, to the Isola Rossa, looking for of limpets and scorpionfish, without forgetting a visit to the ponds of Salinedda and Salina Manna, immortalized in the films but above all in the memory of travelers.