Antonella helps us make arrangements to tag along with a group who will be hiking in the Supramonte towards Cala Luna and camping on the beach. Since we're not making the overnight trip, we'll be hiking with them for part of the trail and then returning with one of the guides. We meet Salvatore, a guide and our driver for the day, Moreno? (I think that's his name), the first guide to lead tours through the Supramonte, Maggie (also a guide, but originally from Ireland), and their friends and travellers Bernadetta and Gregory from Paris.

Sophia and I climb into the back of the land rover. First we stop for fruit. All the fruit we've had in Sardinia is locally grown, juicy, sweet and excellent! We buy some peaches and apricots. The peaches are the size of softballs and Sophia exclaims later, "THIS IS THE BEST PEACH I'VE EVER EATEN!". We continue in the land rover and head for the Baunei region. We pass Gola Su Gorruppu, the Grand Canyon of Europe. We turn off-road as we head closer to the mountains, winding up the rocky trail. From the back, it's a bumpy ride and I have to pee really bad by the time we stop.

The mountains are peppered with yellow flowers called Ginestra or Etna Brooms that are very fragrant.

The limestone Supramonte look very different from the smoother granite rocks we climbed through on Isola Caprera. These craggy rocks [above] are formed from rain erosion.

The group begins the trail to Cala Luna, so we say goodbye and head back with Salvatore who will be picking them up from another spot tomorrow. Our path back down the mountain is sometimes hindered by cows and pigs lounging on the road. Salvatore treats us to coffee before dropping us back at Guthiddai.

We also learn that Guthiddai, which we thought sounded Indian, is the name of the valley that the farm is located in, though the origin of the name is unknown.

We get ready for another dinner feast. Since there are less guests tonight, we all sit at a long table together for dinner and get to know our fellow vacationers. There are people from Holland, Germany, Italy and Spain and we find we're surrounded by doctors. A father and son have also arrived this morning on a motorcycle trip. We have another delicious dinner with great company.

We start with meatballs in tomato sauce with bread, followed by a zucchini and prosciutto risotto. The meat dish is a potato gratin with fennel and wild boar. I find the boar a bit too salty for my taste and difficult with large bones. Otherwise, the meal is excellent. We finish with the choice of fruit or creme caramel.

(By the time we had the boar, it was too dark to get a picture. One of the guys even had to shine his cell phone on it to get a better look).