Sometimes, perhaps all too rarely, a place exceeds all expectations. Sardinia was such an experience- as if we were given something we didn't deserve. Two weeks of unadulterated climbing pleasure. Fifty eight routes; more than a vertical kilometre.
Sardinia is a fascinating, craggy mountain fortress of an island. It fires the imagination to think that for millennia, Sardinians would retreat into the mountains when successive waves of invaders threatened their way of life. Tiscali, the village hidden in a sinkhole at the top of a hill, a good two hours' walk from anywhere, is a place that resonates in the mind long after the actuality of it. The vestige of a past culture's survival instincts lingers on in the collective memory. After all, that may be ultimately why we climb...
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