One of the great advantages of Formentera is its size and terrain: 83 square kilometres with no mountains or differences in altitude. Making it the perfect place for moving around in by bike. Above all thanks to the green circuits that allow one to penetrate inland Formentera, the heart of the island, in the form of over twenty signposted itineraries.
The scenery of Formentera surprises everyone, especially thanks to its huge fig trees sustained by wood poles. Inside the trees you can observe creative shadow pictures that in summer are combined with the lights, whispers and shadows of the leaves. These fig trees are real nature cathedrals that one can easily divise with their long branches and unmistakable silhouettes. It isn’t odd the hippies used them as great “mansion”.
The stone walls running alongside the fields are low, and in general Formentera’s flat landscape has a highly bucolic appearance–houses surrounded by fenced-in pieces of land, sheep, goats, vineyards. All very much in proportion, like those naďf drawings that represent it so well. And always, in every single corner, the inevitable lizards, with their greens as intense as a precious stone. And Formentera also has pine groves, savine woods and above all, the large area of dunes that surrounds the salt marshes and the beach of Migjorn. The fine sand is criss-crossed by the roots of trees that look like sculptures.
One singular area is that occupied by the two pools, which are like the island’s “eyes. The reflections that form in them at dawn or dusk attain truly incredible tonalities. A play of clouds, blues, greys, pink or reddish hues. At times you don’t know which is sky and which is pool. As though the island had two skies.
Cap de Barbaria offers a vision that reaches the soul. When you cross the area called Pla del Rei, the feeling of solitude is overwhelming. Just a straight road, leading directly to the lighthouse. And on either side an extension of land that is almost lunar, with living rock. Slabs castigated by the sun and the wind, that creak when you step on them. In the background, the cliffs full of seagulls.
Authentic precipices from where one can glimpse the waves breaking against the rocks. This is where the famous Cova Foradada is, with a cavity that leads you to the edge of the abyss. It receives so many visitors one can quite clearly see the path that has been worn out in the middle of the stony ground.
La Mola is another, different world. Being a plateau, it constitutes a kind of “second Formentera”. Traditionally it was reached via the so-called Camí de sa Pujada, a winding, stony path. From it one can gaze on the whole island as though it were a model, a place on a map of the world.
When you reach La Mola, you get a very special feeling. You dominate the horizon, the sea. And all around you there stretches a minute geography of houses, fences, little woods, that almost seem to make it infinite.
La Mola is a universe in itself. Here one can find the tiny church of Pilar de la Mola, near to which the craft market is held on Wednesdays and Sundays. Not to be missed when one is in Formentera.
Since it is a perfect plateau, one can also move around the edge of La Mola. This enables you to discover surprising places, like Sa Cala, a small cove set at the foot of the cliff, or Cala Codolar, where for many years provisions were unloaded for the lighthouse keepers. The steps that go up to the top from the sea are quite giddy.