Our early start is to avoid the sun, but given that getting supplies in town took about an hour, it is actually 8.50 when we set off. The guide books tell us it will take about 2 hours to get up, and they are pretty much accurate. Although it never seems like it is until we reach the top, mostly because we aren’t actually sure which peak is the one we are heading to. We do have a couple of stops for photos, and it is 11.00 when we get to the top. There is a road up the other side of the mountain, so we are met by a number of tourists who have taken the easy way up. As we sit and eat our picnic (and avoid the restaurant at the top which looks to charge excessive prices) we feel we have deserved our view which is very impressive (and stretches all the way to Italy).
On our way up we never saw another soul, but as we start down we see one other man arriving at the top. So it looks like only three people made the climb this day. The trip down is, as always, easier on the muscles but harder on the joints. But we are back in the town before 1. After a very nice and well deserved lunch in what we thought was a pizzeria, but turns out to be the poshest restaurant in town (and we are its scruffiest patrons) we head back to the beach to relax our tired legs.
After staying on the beach for sunset, we finish the evening with a nice fish meal in a restaurant overlooking the harbour.
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