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At Tinnura an abundance of murals on the walls of the buildings along the main road caught my attention and gave me an excuse for a short break from driving. I had a look at a very strange mix of paintings and architectural designs and wasn´t really sure what to think about it. So, I had a cappuccino in a bar and soon was on the road again.
Fed up with the slow progress on the windy roads I headed straight east to Macomer and onto the motorway. About 50 bumpy but comparatively comfortable kilometres further north I left the motorway and followed the road into and over the Tempio mountain range. The last bit of that road was full of narrow curves again, but the surrounding landscape was beautiful, and the sun had reappeared.
I nevertheless was glad when I finally reached Porto Pollo and could switch of the van. It was sunny and an about 15 knot westerly wind was blowing. I searched deep in the gear storing place in the back of my van for my biggest sail and only found a 6.7. Together with my light wind wave board this was just enough to get planning. At least the short windsurfing session helped to wash off the dust of the drive.
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