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The trip to Sardigna was more a family thing, arranged to avoid another Easter at home. Cycling was just a bonus. The choice of our destination there was quite simple. My wife was into chilling at a beach and my older son was into climbing – Cala Gonone seems to be quite a match for that. I was fine with it cause I had no other better idea.

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The spot is at the sea level and the only two roads leading to it go through passes way above. Every morning ride I was beginning with a steep, and I mean really steep, climb to one of those passes. Combined with a semicompact chainring, they were waking me up quite efficiently – usually I went straight away from my REM phase into the red. Anyone not appreciating this is not welcomed there.

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There are no high mountains as in the Alps and no deep valleys as in Pyrenees, roads are not as good as in Sierras, and the views are not as spectacular as in Dolomities. However, the place itself, and in fact the whole Sardigna, is magical for me. The magic should come from a combination of many things: the sea, the mountains, the island, the white roads, the sun, the Italy, the coffee, the gelatos, … The list continues infinitely.

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Or maybe there are other reasons I am not aware of. The bottom line is that I fell in love with the island deeply.