La Rocca, another wedding and a walk on the beach.
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We were beat! We set the alarm for , sleeping in! Rob got up and gathered breakfast items (juice and tiny toast squares). We had bought fruits and yogurt and had the tasty new almond, pistachio, and cactus spreads for the tiny toast.
While Rob was preparing breakfast, I checked email and posted a few pics on facebook. I was so excited with yesterday’s adventure in Caccamo that I had to send my mother two pictures of the town, as a teaser.
Rob and I had our breakfast at our own little table in our extremely large room by the sea.
While eating, we discussed the plan for the day. I mentioned that wouldn’t it be nice to have a view from on top of La Rocca. Surely there was a way to get to the top. We also wanted to see the interior of the Cathedral of Cefalu. We had seen pictures and it was a must. It was built in 1131 in the style of Norman Architecture (Sicilian Romanesque).
Also the Museo Mandralisca was listed in the guide as a must, also. Rob went and asked about La Rocca while I was in the shower. He came back with the directions for getting us through the town and to the path up the mountain. It’s 378 meters (over 1000 ft) tall.
We left a bit after , our latest start for this journey.
At each new transition (flat spot!), I took some panoramic photos. The higher we climbed the more we could see. Along the way there were many great cacti bearing and orange fruit.
At some levels that were higher, we saw ancient ruins of a fortified wall. It was only partly standing and was a very dramatic addition to the landscape.
Again higher, we could make out the coastline and all of the orange tiled roofs of Cefalu.
There comes a point where you are at a plateau with a little valley and meadow. It is like an island in the city. At this point, there were ruins of many houses and we could even make out the ruins of ovens made of rock and brick.
I had to stop and take a picture of the prettiest purple flower. I hadn’t seen many flowers on the climb but, this was a beauty.
Still on the plateau we continued on a path around the edge on the side facing the town. There were ruins of a temple to Diana but, they were so degraded that you couldn’t tell it was anything special. I didn’t take a picture.
We reached the outermost ridge of the plateau and were rewarded with a fantastic panorama of the
Also from this height you can see the differing colors of the varying depths of the water along the coast. It is changes from green, to blue-green, to blue. It is a colorful contrast of the brown and gray of the rock, the green of the vegetation, and the orange of the tiled roofs. Its colors make for beautiful paintings.
We stopped for a bit at this outermost ridge and had an apple for an energy boost and then kept walking the ridge to the other side of La Rocca.
At the far eastern side you have views of the harbor filled with boats of many sizes and shapes.
A nice woman from
Having made the trek across the plateau and found the most wonderful views and photo-ops, we were satisfied with the journey and decided not to continue to climb to very top. We started out descent. The journey down was shorter but harder on the knees. The view going down offered some different perspectives missed on the way up.
We finally made it to the bottom! Now, we were hungry and in search of nourishment. It started to sprinkle as we searched. I’m glad that it waited until we were finished with the climb. We settled on a small restaurant with some interesting choices with local ingredients. We chose to eat at a little awning set up across the street from the main restaurant. It gave us the best people watching possibilities. We sat at a table with a nice French couple. We took their picture. They were holding hands and kissing so much, I wondered if they might be on their honeymoon. The food was very good and reasonably priced a winner. During our lunch, the sky opened up and it rained buckets but, luckily by the time we were leaving it had stopped.
We chose to skip dessert and stopped for gelato, instead. I had orange and melon, Rob had straciettella. The gelato here is a bit icier and not as creamy. I prefer it, Rob doesn’t.
With concern that bad weather might reappear, again, I decided we should have a walk down the beach to the other end of the curve in the coastline.
The beach was virtually deserted just us and an old man in his spedo……not good! The water felt a touch cold, at first, to my feet but after only a few minutes it felt great. The waves were inconsistent in their height so, it would seem calm for a bit and then, bam, a big one and you were all wet. In no time, we were almost soaked. We kept walking but looked for shells or sea glass at the same time. At one point Rob has spotted a rock with blue center and white outer ring. I saw it, also, but the waves kept us from our treasure. We tried really hard but, you can’t fight nature. We continued walking and enjoying the sound of the crashing waves and feel of the sand between our toes and cool water on our feet while taking in a most beautiful of views. A walk on a beautiful beach with the one that you love, what could be better?
We reached the end of the curve and took some final dramatic shots of Cefalu, La Rocca, and the mountains.
Within the protection of old town, the wind was less and the rain seemed to lessen. We headed to the Cefalu Cathedral. We arrived and another wedding was starting. The bride was just walking up to the front of the church for her entrance. We watched for a moment and took a few shots of the festivities.
Since the church was occupied, we decided to visit the museum and then return. It was raining a bit harder, again so, this was perfect.
The Museo is listed as a must in most guide books.
We left the Museo with the full intention of viewing the church, now but, the wedding was still in progress. We decided to walk the alleyways behind and around the church. There was another colorful church that I had seen from above that I wanted to check out. When we found it, the close proximity to, well……. everything,. made it impossible to enjoy the view, let alone photograph it. Back to the Church.
Finally, as we walk up, we see nicely dressed people with flower sprays walking home from the ceremony. We rush up the stairs to go inside.
Upon entering, we hear the sound of a mass in progress.
I moved as close as I could to the barrier erected and took my final shots of the wonderful frescoed walls around the mosaics. The mixture of color, geometric designs, and Baroque reliefs were a masterpiece of artistry.
We left the church and stopped briefly at a souvenir shop where I found a nice shirt for myself and one for my cousin, Brooke. Now, in search of a few dinner items and we would have dinner in, again. We stopped and picked up some
In the b&b’s little kitchen, Rob prepared our dinner of local products. It was fresh and everything was so flavorful. We even used some of the olive oil that we bought in Caccamo. The olives are grown in town and the oil is pressed there, too.
While Rob was making us dinner, I went to the terrace off the kitchen and absorbed some of the salty air and enjoy the whitecaps on the sea. I just love the water.
Rob finished yesterday’s blog as I had worked on most of it and then I wrote about today. We packed most things and talked about tomorrow’s plan. I checked the weather and it seems like rain. I hope it gets better because, as we were eating and writing the wind was very rough and the rain beat on the windows.