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Bicycle touring Sardinia

The Lead Goat Veered Off

Happy Valentine's Day

I love you, not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.

~ Roy Croft

In the morning (astutely remembering the drop-off to the sea), I was extra careful not to stumble around. Since our campsite was well hidden amongst the Mediterranean bush we didn't feel our usual urgency to pack up and make a hasty getaway. Instead, we took advantage of the camouflaging foliage, and ate a leisurely breakfast while gazing out towards the sea and cloudless azure sky.

By mid-morning the temperature had skyrocketed. The little bushes that surrounded us didn't provide much protection from the sun's direct rays, and the air inside the tent became so hot we felt as though we were a couple of Orville Redenbacher kernels about to pop. We lay on our backs, still exhausted from our late nights with the two Francescos. The heat sapped any remaining energy.

"Isn't this a perfect day to kick back, relax, and not turn one pedal stroke?" I said.

Sharon nodded her head in total agreement. "We need a rest day," she agreed.

We exited our fabric oven, and sat on the cliff edge watching seabirds. Their preening gave me an idea for Sharon's Valentine's Day gift. The previous day, about a kilometer before our camp spot, we had stopped and filled our water containers from a pipe jutting out of a concrete retaining wall.

"If we walk back to that water, I'll wash your hair for you," I suggested. Sharon had her towel and shampoo before I barely finished my proposal. I took it as a "yes." Maybe one didn't need flowers and chocolates after all.

At our improvised shower I stripped off my top layer, confident that alongside the virtually traffic-free road we wouldn't be disturbed. However, as usual, I was wrong. Before I even had the soap out of my ears, a car stopped. I squinted through one soap-free eye as the driver got out with a rag in his hand, filled a bucket, and nonchalantly began to wash his car. There we were, in the middle of nowhere, and someone had shown up at the same time we were there. "What a coincidence," I said as I rinsed myself off.

I busied myself shampooing Sharon's hair. Before I had finished, another car drove up and the driver proceeded to unload and fill seventeen plastic jugs. "Hmmm. Maybe it wasn't such a coincidence, after all," I said as I rinsed Sharon's scalp.

A few minutes later - as if to thoroughly convince me we weren't as far off the beaten track as I imagined - a shepherd arrived to water his flock. "Surely, that's every-one within ten kilometers," I said, applying cream rinse.

But, I was wrong again. My words still hung in the hot air, when, almost surrealistically, a young man materialized in the thick brush above us. He jaunted down through the shrubbery, strolled across the highway, nimbly jumped a fence, and within two eye blinks, had disappeared back into the undergrowth. We were both too surprised to say anything. It was one of those instances where you question yourself "Did that really just happen, or did I imagine it?"

As I combed Sharon's long hair and plaited it into a tight French braid, she gaped silently towards what we had thought was impenetrable bush. "It feels like there's not one stone on this island that hasn't gone unturned," Sharon said finally.

It was true. No matter where we went on Sardinia, we always felt we were never truly alone. "Happy Valentine's Day," I said as I kissed her full on her soft lips. And I didn't care who might happen to be around to see.

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