Drive Through Ulassai


Spherical pano of Ulassai

On my way North I passed the village on purpose after having seen so many pictures, but the day after, being night blind, I was in such a hurry to reach home before dark that nothing was left than a drive through Ulassai. Some other day maybe to visit the 800 m long cave Su Marmuri, part of the Karst system, nourishing  the many springs in the village and the famous falls of Lequarci, providing the precious water responsible for the flourishing of the village as a center of agriculture. On it went down the steep hairpin road to the village of Jerzu and back as it was blocked by a carnival procession. A deviation near Ulassai should have brought me on track again but I wound-up on a deserted high plateau, accompanied by 50 lonely wind mills of the Sardeolica park, passing the only village of Perdasdefogu (lost in fire). Never I drove so fast and still got lost in the dark outskirts of Cagliari, on my way home leaving a gloomy wilderness behind.


Cathedral Of Cagliari


Spherical pano of Cagliari Cathedral

One quiet Sunday afternoon we entered the Cathedral of Cagliari, the ‘Duomo di Santa Maria e Santa Cecilia. While I descended into the crypt, the Sanctuary of the Martyrs with 179 niches containing their relics. I lost her. She only remembered hypocrisy while I was thinking of innocent minds in pure belief miraculously cutting out colored marble. Apart from politics as usual, logic questions and scientific answers, comforted in all kind of alternative lies, no longer soothed by enigma in dogma, the faintest understanding of eternal riddles, contemplating whether asking again for the known way, believing in unknown destiny; she waited outside on solid stairs bathing in earliest springtime sunshine.

Door Of Silver

Spherical pano of Gennargentu

Spherical pano of Gennargentu

My idea was to find the highest possible lodge in the center of Sardinia and then photograph the Milky Way at night, but instead I wound-up against Monte Corrasi with a view on the massif of Gennargentu or ‘jenna de argentu’ in Sardinian, meaning the door of silver. It was carnival in the villages and the various places I had in mind to stay disappeared faster from the internet than I was able to book while typing.

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