(For this post were not used in sun our pictures but also those of other participants in the Motogiro, and we thank them again for coming with us.)
a bit 'late, I agree, but we are here to tell which and how many wonders we have seen, eaten ... and drunk!
May 29, 2010
to start immediately ... great
... by ferry Civitavecchia - Olbia, which took half of the participants, who arrives at the port with an hour and a half late ...
Greetings, hugs and kisses, small meetings and delivery of maps with all the references, rosicare of those who came to greet us and can not be with us and soon we're leaving ... it's late: breakfast awaits us!
Time is not beautiful and will remain so throughout the morning.
The road on the other hand is perfect: good asphalt, even when it is wet in some places the grip is good, very few machines, it runs off without major problems, one curve after another amid patches of cyst and cork oaks.
We have chosen to follow the old route of the SS389, which runs through the island of Sardinia off the beaten again by mass tourism and dotted with archaeological sites of great value ( some of them are marked on the map below, others are to be found as in best treasure hunts ).
Before arriving in Bitti, as indicated, we reach the junction for the location "Mamone" and follow the road to the farm Ertila where we will have a light snack.
One of us is aware of being in the reserve advanced ... .. we send it out to the village alone to get gas while we go to relax in front of the breakfast: milk, coffee, homemade yogurt, homemade cookies, homemade ricotta, homemade jams, honey ... made by bees!
There is hard to resist so much good things to wait for the missing ...
... but while we meet with our guests.
Demurtas The family welcomes us to the suit, as if we were always friends but with the discretion that characterizes the Sardinian people, a few words many facts.
We are in the midst of the horses, cats purr, children looking curiously at our bikes and everything turns green and pristine nature.
The best words to describe this glimpse of the landscape, are the ones who choose our own host, Gotto Demurtas, and I will again present as well as he says " Pro church in east innit chircanne nature of territoriu prenu unu de formas curiosas and ispantosas, de musicas, colores sensatziones and who knows menzus cumpletan in hospitality. S'azienda Agrituristica Ertilia east up campu Bitzi de, de Artaria beautiful to 900 meters, in Ladies and pedes de Sa Punta sas oasis in arcutzu naturalisticas Montanas de Crestatza and Tepilora. "
When we reached the" out of gas "...
... we set off on the" snack "...
... and later we leave with so much fatigue good things, but we still have a long way to go.
We remarket the SS389 and continue until Mamojada to "Sa Rosada" where we wait Augustus.
"Sa Rosada" is an old cottage in the heart of the 800 Mamojada, and deserves an own post, just to talk, for example, research in the restructuring of the details that have kept intact the original spirit of the old mansions Mamojadine .
The Courtyard, with its cobbled ...
greetings hugs and kisses ... .. is okay, but when magna? We have a
light snack of cold and warm appetizers ( rimarranno nella memoria del giro i mitici “piedini d’agnello” e di come miciapallina abbia cercato invano di insegnare come si contano gli ossicini!) …
… pane guttiau come piovesse, un ottimo vino rosso, e il tipico dolce che ci seguirà per tutto il giro: seadas !!!
Naturalmente non si può mandar giù tutto questo ben di Dio senza usufruire anche di un liquore al finocchietto selvatico e di ( burp ) un ottimo caffè!
Dopo averci riempiti di cose buone, che dire buone è veramente poco, Augusto lascia il suo scranno da restaurateur and takes us to visit some artisans.
A walk through the streets of Mamojada we were waiting, we chat, we racket, we are truly a Group "undisciplined." Augustus constantly reminds us the order ...
A turn in the road and we arrived.
We are entering what looks like a warehouse under a house, and welcomes us ...
Master carver of masks Mamuthones !
It 's a strange place this, that makes us fall silent, full of the smell of wood, immersed in the confusion of means and forms drafted or already finished, bells, old and new ...
a traditional dress ... hanging down, almost incognito, and above us all.
The artisan, the teacher, who welcomes us, Sale Franco, is a very charismatic person, and as he tells us what they are and what are the mamuthones and, after putting in the hands of all a nice glass of wine starts out as ... if nothing to take to accept a piece of wood held firmly in a vise. ...
While the splinters of wood and jump around sweat for the hard work begins to look on his face, talks about the wood (pear, cherry, walnut), shows us his hammer, who took him in the wood of orange, the harder it teaches us.
Meanwhile, searches us with his blue eyes ... and before, the Sardinians are wary of opening up to reveal the secrets, the real ones, make themselves, they try to "see."
break, another glass of wine, someone asks to wear the traditional robe ...
... while the group of bells that mamuthones carry on their shoulders is just raised by hand ...
... and all are careful to try it on their shoulders: they will be 30-40 kg!
wander around the shop, a museum of wooden masks. Someone
mask also decided to take her home ( love at first sight ) ...
Let other questions and answers with warm salt Franco ( we passed its examination ) " rattled when the earth with our heavy step, clocked, we ask you to wake from winter sleep .... and still …. vestendoci con queste pelli onoriamo tutta la natura, gli animali che vivono con noi, l’animale che è in noi … e ancora … in questa terra si onora la madre, la luna e i cicli della natura, sono riti antichi questi, che nessuno è riuscito a cancellare …”
… beviamo qualche bicchiere di vino mentre… toglie qualche altra scheggia di legno dalla maschera che ormai comincia a delinearsi…. 
Ma il tempo incalza, dobbiamo andare a vedere altre Augusto things ... reminds us of the enchantment soon ... it's late!
off again.
heading for a craftsman's knife, we stop to visit a laboratory where he creates a gentle girl and decorate candles and wax objects, and yet she, too, shows us how art while in a "modern" and certainly not traditional, it can leave the tradition and reveal the nature of a people .... affecting moons ( the mother goddess, yet ) and lighting fires.
Soon it's late, early ... it's late. Augustus leads us away ... mugugnanti
we come to the shop "On Mastru de sas lesorjas " Master of the knives, a little 'lagging behind schedule.
Paolo Pinna welcomes us with an expression that seems to say: "what did you do there ..." and begins to tell of his knives.
Little by little, change the expression, perhaps because his knives really fascinate him ( holding these "razors" exceptional in the palm as if it were the most precious of lovers ) but perhaps also because he sees in the eyes of more than one of us an interest in "true" for these objects, which they carry within 'the synthesis of nature, animal and mineral fused together by the expert hand of a man who bends the horn and forged steel to unite and make a perfect tool for the death and life.
And that peaceful expression of an impressive force in making us see the blade of a knife "normal" massacred ... " up questo coltello provo le mie lame… ” !!
Riusciamo a staccarci, questa volta davvero con fatica, e discutendo sull’opportunità di tenere in casa un coltello di questo genere raggiungiamo le moto.
Il giro previsto al museo delle maschere purtroppo salta.
Abbiamo tirato troppo in lungo ed è ormai chiuso, ma ne valeva la pena.
Cominciamo ad accusare la stanchezza.
Si mette in moto e si riparte, destinazione Lanusei.
Lasciamo il vecchio tracciato della SS389 per il nuovo, passando veloci su un altipiano che nasconde cose molto interessanti… che visiteremo il next day.
The weather became gloomy, cloudy, hides the view of the scene arriving at the hotel.
Hotel Villa Selene it has a magnificent view over the bay of Ogliastra, but we're too tired to appreciate.
The bikes parked safely inside the yard, a flip of the perfect way to thank them, a look at the sky, which can now also if you would like rain threatened all day, tanto siamo al riparo!
Ci aspetta la signora Ester, sistemazione nelle stanze, aperitivo di benvenuto e cena.
A detta di tutti siamo troppo stanchi e abbiamo tanto “spuntinato” in giro che non ci sta' più nulla… e allora, mi domando, come è stato che abbiamo spazzolato tutto?
Antipasti, cannelloni di ricotta, culurgionis ogliastrini di patate e menta, zucchine fritte, vino.
Per dolce?
Seadas con il miele…. e per mandare tutto giù… mirto a volontà!
Andiamo a nanna, alla spicciolata.
Today we traveled about 200 kilometers, are scheduled tomorrow CURVE !!
Meanwhile, the weather outside is gloomy ....
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Here map of location of our first day of travel and other useful information
| Farm Ertilia Contact Agostino "Gotto" Demurtas (348-5267955) http://www.agriturismoertila.it email: ertila@tiscali.it |
| Sa Rosada Referente Augusto Sanna (320.2306462) email: sarosada@tiscali.it |
| Hotel Villa Selene Contact Ms Ester (0782.42471) http://www.hotelvillaselene.net email: villaselene @ libero.it |
