Iceland in Sardinia – Argentiera


Last Sunday I woke up at 8(!) o’clock with an irresistible itch to go out for a walk but the weather was a gloomy (still expecting the right weather conditions to explore one of the most spectacular spots in Sardinia). So my thoughts turned towards the old abandoned mining town of Argentiera but this time I wanted to take a closer look (you might recall the previous post about Argentiera). My idea in fact remains the same: anyone who wants to make a creepy movie should seriously consider this place as setting. Argentiera is a place that seems to have very little in common with the rest of the island. Obscure pointy rocks confine the shores and the sand itself reveals its dark shades. As a matter of fact people from Iceland that I know (from twitter obviously – who knows anyone from Iceland???) found it quite a familiar view.



The shape of this sort of artificial pool in front of the sea seems like an arc of a medieval church. Below: Ruins with a view

 And now let’s go underground

The mines of Argentiera have been inactive for more than 50 years now but that doesn’t mean you can’t get into these artificial caves as there’s nothing stopping you from it. Although there are no signs or warnings the cave system is rather unpredictable and without knowing  the place well I didn’t dare to go far from the entrance. Well, you can call me a wimp  but Blair Witch Project is still a lively memory in my mind – we’ll talk about it when you try it yourself!

Inviting, isn’t it?
Humidity was so high that it seemed to be raining from the top of the cave
This is the best shot I could take inside the cave without any light (only flash). Apparently there are many “corridors” and where I was standing is a sort of a crossroads. Who knows where they lead you…
Quite a pleasant feeling to emerge from the darkness of Shelob (obbligatory citation from LOTR)

Wandering among the ruins of the town in winter it’s kind of difficult to recall memories of the summer festival that took place on the nearby beach and in the main square ( just a couple of months ago. No kidding: good thing about these festivals of literature, music, artisans ect. is that they pop up like mushrooms in places where you’d never expect them. Like the one in a place called Rebeccu (number of inhabitants: 1) that hosts a tiny film festival in the summer and all of sudden gets ‘flash – mobbed’ by people who want to spend some quality time in central Sardinia. Thing is when it’s over everything goes back to normal …




And when I say normal I mean still …


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