Rocca Imperiale Marina

The drizzle at the departure in Matera run up to a thunderstorm with persistent cloudbursts within the first hour. Since Calabria's roads are not designed for such heavy rainfall, the streets were flooded rapidly and crossing up to 20 cm deep puddles not only made driving incontrollable but also soaked my shoes and trousers immediately. I found a shelter in a close by small marina were I waited for one hour while getting colder and colder. Finally, a house resident recognized my current predicament and had some phonecalls to help me. In the end, he escorted me to a closed restaurant where I spent a dry evening while watching animal documentations with the Albanian caretaker in a deserted dining hall. The next morning, I took advantage of a suitable moment and paddeled to the next city, Cosenza.Read more