On the Amalfi coast we walked the very beautiful Path of the Gods, which goes from Bomerano to Positano. The weather had lifted but some mist still clung to the tops of the mountains all day. The route is about 7 kilometres long, following a high contour that winds around many spurs and rocky outcrops, and then at the end descends via many steps into Positano. It’s not nearly as rugged a walk as Samaria Gorge. Around the city we would usually knock off that distance in a bit over an hour, but with a bit of terrain, many photo stops and some lunch along the way it took us about 4 hours.
Near the beginning there are houses built into the cliff face. In one there was a horse in a stable, too.
The hills are steep and heavily terraced and cultivated.
Crossing one of the spurs you suddenly get this dreamy view of the coastline to the west. I think it’s likely that Capri is the furthermost point you can see there.
I watched this boat all the way that the wake shows.
An encouraging signpost. I was a little worried by people online saying one really should have a guide to do this walk, because it doesn’t seem to appear often on maps and it’s easy to get lost, but in the end it was quite easy to find our way. Also, there were enough other people around that we could have consulted with. And it is marked on Pocket Earth, a fabulous phone app that we have been using extensively, which gives you your GPS position on zoomable maps that you can download and use offline.
A grass photo for Tim!
A cool ceramic in Nocelle.
For lunch we stopped by a very unassuming-looking place called Il Ristoro de which was hidden some steps down from the path just past Nocelle. It was built into a cave in the cliff face, looking out to the sea, and we had a simple but memorable meal of grilled veges and antipasto meats and cheese, which included the best olives I’ve ever eaten.
Around Positano I was aware of lots of expensive cars, garages jockeying for the drivers’ trade, and many boutiques. I didn’t find it particularly attractive and was pleased we had ended up staying in Ravello. All the limoncello looked pretty good though – a lovely colour and a lovely drink!
Looking back at Positano.
Clouds settling over the coast.
A strip of late afternoon sun catching the hillside.
