Wied il-Għasri

After three days on the main island, we took the ferry from Cirkewwa to the island of Gozo this morning across stormy turquoise waters. Trading the Hyatt Regency for a small B&B in Għajnsielem, we stocked up on supplies for tomorrow's race and had a great lunch at Giuseppe’s next to the impressive parish church.   

Afterwards, we went hiking across the Gozitan heartland (did anyone say Carcassonne?) until we reached the scenic valley leading to the sea in Wied il-Għasri. Passing orange and lemon trees on our way before jumping into the Med, we were as far away as one could possibly be from those -16 degrees back in Umeå.