Ponza Revisted Part II – All About the H2O

The rocky shore and clear waters of Cala Frontone, Ponza
The rocky shore and clear waters of Cala Frontone, Ponza

I just recently considered the land-based sights and activities on the Italian island of Ponza in the article Ponza Revisited Part I – A Mixed Bag of Changes on Land. Now I’m set to complete the tour by providing a rundown of the amazing water-based options that the island offers.

Cala Frontone

Just as with the land-based activities, almost all options start at the port. The first and easiest day trip is to catch the ferry to Cala Frontone, located just past the village of Santa Maria on the eastern coast. The cove is a gentle curve of chalky cliffs dwindling down into inviting turquoise waters. The beach itself is entirely composed of pea-sized pebbles that will engulf any and all sandals and flip flops, and leave the soles of your feet exfoliated beyond all thought or desire. However, what it lacks in comfort it more than makes up for in ambiance; the natural amphitheater of light-colored stone is a gorgeous backdrop for sunbathing and people-watching irregardless of how raw your feet are. Whenever you have your fill, just hop on the next ferry back to port (provided you bought a round trip ticket, of course) and slip into some comfy socks.

Tour Operators

The port is also where you can catch a ride with one of the myriad tour agencies offering boat tours to various island locales, as well as the nearby islands of Palmarola and Zannone. These tours will usually include opportunities to take a dip at one of the many secluded beaches that dot the further reaches of the island, as well as a bite to eat. This is a great option if you want a hassle-free, half or full day excursion that will take you away from the crowds.

On Your Own

For those with a little more courage or a stronger independent streak, there are many port-side rental agencies that for a reasonable price  (in my case 60 Euro + gas) will let you hire a boat for a day of exploration. After signing a waiver renouncing the rights to your home, car and firstborn in the event that you do not return the boat, you’ll be given a full tank of gas and be on your way.

Find your own private cove on Ponza's north end
Find your own private cove on Ponza’s north end

The North End

Leaving the port you will first pass right by Cala Frontone, which as I’ve already mentioned, is a great place to spend a few hours in the sun. Though the rental agencies would not recommend it, if sea conditions are favorable, you can also strike out for the uninhabited island of Zannone for some exploration of its ruins and isolated location. After that you can head back around the small islet of Gavi at the northern end of the island to the scenic west side of the island.

Here in the northwest there are several tranquil coves where you can catch some rays, rest, or simply stare out at the majestic cliffs all around you. You’ll have to navigate past irregularly-shaped rocky outcroppings (and submerged boulders – beware!!) but if you take your time you might find that you have a lovely spot all to yourself. Either that or a leaky hull.

Le Forne

At the midway point along the western shoreline you’ll run into Le Forne and its twin coves of Cala Feola and Cala d’Acqua. Anchoring your boat offshore, you can either take in the stunning scenery by sea, or paddle over to the natural pools or a shore-side grotto bar for some refreshments. There’s a skirt of rock that will likely be covered by sunbathers, so if you’re looking for privacy, you’re better off staying on the northwest shore of the island or moving on to what was once the principal beach of the island, but is now off limits (on shore anyway), the gorgeous cove of Chiaia di Luna.

You'll have to arrive by boat if you want to see Ponza's most scenic beach, Chiaia di Luna
You’ll have to arrive by boat if you want to see Ponza’s most scenic beach, Chiaia di Luna

Chiaia di Luna

This majestic crescent of vertical cliffs notched out of the island’s profile is arguably the most scenic spot on Ponza. Sadly, a few years back a tourist was killed when they were struck by falling rocks. Since then, the beach has been closed to sunbathers (though there is an effort to make needed renovations and reopen) leaving the only option for visiting this amazing setting being a trip by boat. I recommend that you drop anchor here for at least an hour to rest, take pictures and take a dip in the gentle turquoise water.

The South Side

Once you’re done in Chiaia di Luna, you can either (time, weather and rental agency permitting) shoot across to the uninhabited yet beautiful nearby island of Palmarola, or make your way around Punto Faro – where a quaint lighthouse stands perched on a rocky outcropping that I discovered as being inaccessible by land (see Ponza Revisted Part I for an in-depth recounting of my ill-fated lighthouse quest). Rounding the corner, you’ll make your way through a series of faraglioni (stacks of rock that protrude from the water) and have access to the Grotta di Pilato which boasts ancient Roman ruins and is located underneath the boxy mausoleums of the cemetery above. When you’re finished taking in the interesting scenery here, it’s time to round the jetty and pull back into port.

The Summary

Island living by its very nature, revolves around the sea. Not surprisingly, on Ponza, tourism does too. Anyone looking for beaches, fun in the water, and some independent exploration will find the hydro-centric nature of the island’s activities a welcome diversion from traditional landlubber itineraries. And if you don’t like water, there’s always the Sahara Desert about a thousand miles to the south. Give my regards to the camels while you’re there.

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Reflections on Ponza: The Pearl of Rome

Port of Ponza, Isola di Ponza, Italy
Port of Ponza, Isola di Ponza, Italy

 I wasn’t the first to arrive. First came the Etruscans. Then the Greeks. Then the Romans. These were followed by a varied cast of characters ranging from prisoners to patriots, pirates to Popes until April 1999 when at long last, I too stepped ashore on the Italian island of Ponza

     This Mediterranean gem situated some 40 miles off the coast between Rome & Naples is the namesake of a small archipelago called the Pontine Islands, and has always been off the beaten tourist track—that is if you’re not counting the period when Ponza, once dubbed as the “Pearl of Rome” served as a summer retreat for the ruling elite. Had I not married a girl who still has family there, I probably never would have heard of the place. Regardless, there I was standing out on deck as the ferry drew us closer to the lumpy silhouette of the island’s northern tip, ready to begin the first leg of my honeymoon.

     As we drew near the port, I marveled at the chalky cliffs of eroded sandstone sculpted and bleached by eons of sun & wind that would be a geologist’s dream. Often there would be a cluster of pastel colored boats at their base, bobbing up and down in the turquoise coastal waters. The pastel motif continued as we docked at the port—a two-tiered crescent of shops, houses, and restaurants curving around the sheltered waters of the harbor. Rising above it all were the mottled yellow-green slopes of Monte della Guardia which formed a backdrop that appeared right out of a model railroad set with the ruins of its namesake guardhouse perched on top. Stepping ashore, I was at once struck by the quaint architecture that seemed quintessentially Mediterranean—flat roofed houses with shuttered windows and ornate iron railings enclosing their balconies. There was also the faint scent of fresh seafood wafting on the steady breeze, barely overpowering the stench of diesel exhaust from the line of cars freshly disgorged from the bowels of the ferry.

     My first order of business was to join my wife and her uncle in one such car, and with our bags stuffed in the trunk and ourselves crammed in the backseat with our knees around our ears, we set off through the ancient tunnel that provided us with intermittent views of the harbor dotted with the local fishing fleet and sleek yachts of visiting jet-setters. After just five minutes I fell in love with this place. After ten I was already making plans to return.

Chiaia di Luna, Ponza, Italy
Chiaia di Luna, Ponza, Italy

     On Ponza it is refreshing to see that you will not find chain hotels or sprawling resorts. During the summer months the island swells with vacationing Germans, Romans, and other Italians who live most of the year on the mainland yet still retain their hereditary roots and properties. It was on my second visit in the late summer of 2002 that I got the chance to see Ponza in its peak season splendor. Little had changed aside from the climate, which was decidedly drier and hotter than in April, with brilliant sunny days and comfortable nights. Come summertime, the main attraction is Chiaia di Luna—a rocky beach ringed by towering vertical cliffs named for its half-moon shape. What the beach lacks in comfort it makes up for in scenery. With the aquamarine water lapping at my feet as I stared out at the nearby island of Palmarola, I found it hard to imagine a more idyllic setting. Yet on this island, my imagination more than met its match, especially at a place called Le Forne, and a small cove called Cala Feola.


Cala Feola from above, Ponza, Italy
Cala Feola from above, Ponza, Italy

    Viewed from above, I couldn’t help but remark at how the boxy, light-colored houses draped along the rocky slopes to meet a sapphire sea looked like something right out of a postcard. (As it turns out, such a postcard is available at the souvenir shops down by the port.) Traversing the brutally steep incline of the road on foot, it was a moderate hike down to the natural pools at the base of the cove. In fact, aside from a soccer field at the north end of the island, I’d be willing to bet there isn’t a flat surface anywhere to be found.

     The strain on the hamstrings seemed well worth it once I sprawled out on the smooth skirt of rock populated with glistening sunbathers in various states of undress. Later we explored the cove by paddleboat, every so often plunging into the inviting water to cool down. Not a bad way to spend a weekday afternoon, I mused, though fortunately there are plenty of similar experiences to be had to last many an afternoon.

     An easy and inexpensive day trip is a circle island tour, taking in the coastal highlights and usually including stops at uninhabited Palmarola to the west. Here we had the opportunity to take a dip, snorkel in the surprisingly high-visibility waters, and admire the nearly surreal rock formations jutting out of the water like crumbling monuments. We also had a delicious lunch miraculously prepared in the tiny wheelhouse of our boat, consisting of spaghetti marinara washed down with a glass of vino and a shot of espresso. Only in Italy!

     Three times I’ve had the privilege of visiting Ponza, which means by default that three times I’ve had to tear myself away. Yet it is authentic memories such as these that have elevated Ponza to the special place that it now holds in my heart. Normally I have a rule of never visiting the same place twice, since there are still so many places I’ve yet to see once. Yet Ponza has an allure that makes it an excusable exception, one that leaves me longing for a fourth time and even a fifth. Perhaps it’s because that while I know I will never be a true islander, Ponza has become part of my history as well, like so many others who have come before me. In that, I’m sure, I am once again not the first.