We drove along the Porto road and parked just beyond the Col de Palmarella.
We walked down to the beach (Plage de Tuara) under a cloudless sky. It took us an hour and 10 minutes from the road. On the way down we saw a glimpse of Girolata and realised that it has a ruined Genoese castle.
On the pebble beach we sheltered in front of a strip of rock. Helen paddled, then swam on the second attempt while Jeremy paddled and then warmed her up. We had lunch on the beach under the sun. It was very picturesque with the sun glistening on the bay.
We took the coastal path and walked to Girolata. The walk was quite spectacular as we had the sun-drenched bay to our left and the rocks of the Scandola peninsula in front of us. We saw many scuttling lizards along the way. And a cow.
We found Girolata largely deserted. Girolata itself lies above its own natural harbour. It has three jetties along a broad beach lined with Eucalyptus trees. We tried to visit the castle ruin which sits on the headland overlooking Girolata but it appeared to be private. We sat on the end of one of the piers, having a drink, watching the little fish in the bay and watching the sun go down.
In the fading daylight we made a mad dash back to the car (which took an hour and three-quarters). On the drive home, while negotiating the twists and turns of the Porto road, we came upon a pair of wild boar (sangliers), one black, one white. They are smaller than you might expect - about knee height - and very compact. They stopped on the road in front of us and tussled briefly before disappearing out of our headlights.