Corsica is the fourth largest island of Mediterranean.
Here you can find what i think it the better climate in the world, the Csb, the “warm dry-summer” according to Köppen climate classification. At high altitude, such as in Haut Asco, it’s possible to find the rare Csc (“cold dry-summer”) climate.
This reminds to me a particular sleepless night, you can read something here.
I was first impressed by this region because of the several times i visited Bonifacio with the inflatable boat in my adolescence and childhood.
From that moment my curiosity about how was the remaining part of the region increased.
My first real trip discovering Corsica has been in June 2017, in the final part. With 2 scooters, me and my family started from our home in Cuorgne’ and reached Bastia using only secondary roads (my scooter is a 125cc, not allowed in the highway traffic).
Once in Corsica you can notice from the starting particular lights and smells… If the day is shining it’s really a good experience.
End of june 2017; Civil Twilight: 05:16 – 05:50 ; 21:04 – 21:38, Total 16:14
Boat cost: AR 310€ – 2 persons, cabin and motorbike. Without cabin 171€ (suggested)
Average hotel cost: 270€/night – 1 room, 4 persons
Motorbike cost: 748 km (~45€) travelled
- Day 0 – 203km: Since we had a 125cc scooter we avoided highways like plague. It was, in one word, HOT. We decided to avoid the leather motorbike jacket. I remember, in the meanwhile of the driving, we filmed an instagram live. Wretches. Having a woman in the group means, often, 1 thing: toilet.
I planned the trip in order to have a toilet at constant intervals. Departured at 2pm, we stopped in bars La Lepre, in Asti and Mirella in Cairo Montenotte. Anonymous places, in the middle of the flat land of at the feet of the hills, good for toilet.
Good dinner in Savona’s McDonald’s (i’m in love with it) and we had our boarding around 8pm. Corsica Ferries always provides a good service.
- Day 1 – 266km: The boat docks early in the morning in Bastia. The sun is rising and the day is just warm. From Bastia port, passing through the Col de Teghime, it almost possible to have breakfast at Saint Florent, in Bar l’Europe placed in the local square. La Citadelle de Calvi is the next stop. “Calvus” was the latin term describing the rock on which the stronghold has been built by Genoese people in XV sec. If you look 144° you can find the Monte Cinto. A perfect appetizer can be taken in Casa Vinu, just at the bottom of the castle.
From that point the road changes from a large highway to a little and intricate way: with a 2 wheels it’is a pleasure. We stopped in 2nd pool of Fango Valley (the river gives the name to the valley) and we had a refreshing bath. U Morru for lunch (France is great for eating: few dishes, but very tasty, even if a little expensive for italian standards) and, in the middle of the afternoon we had a bath in one of the most famous beach in Corsica: Plage de Ficaghjola, near Piana.
The time was running out, so we had dinner in the typical french franchise “Courtepaille” in Ajaccio and slept in the Best western hotel. The swimming pool has a beautiful view on cost of Ajaccio.
Courtepaille deserve a special mention: it’s, in short, a Mc Donald’s of higher quality. Also prices are higher but it’s quite delicious for me.
- Day 2 – 279km: This day started with a breakfast in Caffe’ Romana, in the central area of Ajaccio.
We decided to visit Corte, passing throught the “col de Vizzavona”, 1183m asl. During this road i decided to study chinese language starting from the following autumn. Corte is a beautiful town impregnated with history: the local “Museum of Corsica” reminds how big was the importance of this city for the advocates of independence. Restaurant de la Place, in front of the statue of a leader of independence movements, Pasquale Paoli, was out base after arriving. From Point Belvedere is possible to admire the whole valley. This is the end of the wilder side of Corsica. From Corte to Solenza and Porto Vecchio the road is quite normal. The days were always hot but the spirit of adventure and also a certain harmony among the family made it all pleasant.
Finally Bonifacio was seen from our helmets. I never seen the Sémaphore de Pertusato so close. In the beginning of XIX sec, the responsible commission arrived for determining the appropriate location of five flagship chip designed to encircle the island of beauty. Pertusato was the most impressive project, as it had required transportation of all materials landed on steep-sided rocky outcrop, and moving them to the top of the island on donkey’s backs. “Pertusato” means “Pierced”, like the famous, white rock in front of it.
The Gouvernail has been the last visit of this trip. The name means “rudder” because of the special shape of this final extent of Bonifacio, in which the Citadel is built.
After this we sailed towards Palau, with the last ferry, at 8pm, at only 30′ from Santa Teresa, the ferry’s landing.