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| sent on May 27, 2023 (0:03) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
I do not know in which part of the island you did it, but going back in the years to when I had small boys, it evokes a trek under a scorching sun in search of phantom sheep between the dry stone walls, concluded very quickly to return to dive into the sea from the platforms that were then in the Gulf of Baska, other years ...... Non so in quale parte dell'isola Tu l'abbia fatta , ma tornando indietro negli anni a quando avevo i ragazzi piccoli , mi evoca un trekking sotto un sole cocente alla ricerca di fantomatiche pecore tra i muri a secco , concluso molto velocemente per tornare a tuffarci a mare dalle piattaforme che allora c'erano nel golfo di Baska , altri anni ...... |
| sent on June 01, 2023 (1:31) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
I think you've been exactly where I've been... Your description coincides perfectly with my memories and the photo. I remember I was descending towards Baska when on my left I saw a steep mule track climbing up the side of the mountain. I stopped the car and began to climb through a forest, which going up, became increasingly sparse to find myself, after about two hundred meters uphill, on the edge of a vast karst plateau, practically ... lunar, without a tree, with long dry stone walls to delimit very thin pastures for sheep and, after these plots, a stone desert, as far as the eye can see, for kilometers. I saw some sheep, but I was there in March and it wasn't so hot...
Credo che tu sia stato esattamente dove sono stato io...la tua descrizione coincide perfettamente con i miei ricordi e con la foto. Ricordo che stavo scendendo verso Baska quando alla mia sinistra ho visto una ripida mulattiera che si inerpicava sul fianco della montagna. Ho fermato la macchina e ho incominciato a salire attraversando un bosco, che salendo, diveniva sempre più rado per ritrovarmi, dopo circa duecento metri in salita, sul bordo di un vastissimo altopiano carsico, praticamente...lunare, senza un albero, con lunghi muri di pietra a secco a delimitare magrissimi pascoli per le pecore e, superati questi appezzamenti, un deserto di pietra, a perdita d'occhio, per chilometri. Qualche pecora l'ho vista, ma io ero li in marzo e non faceva tanto caldo... |
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