Every now and then, sailing takes you somewhere that feels both undiscovered and unforgettable. Maratea is one of those places! It’s not unreachable as you can easily get here by train, but it’s just far enough off the typical tourist radar that international travelers rarely make the effort. And that’s their loss!!! Tucked between steep cliffs and the Tyrrhenian Sea, this sparkling stretch of coastline with its beautiful beaches, bays, natural caves, and dense vegetation feels like a secret worth keeping. There was no question for us about why the locals call it “the Pearl of the Tyrrhenian.”
The Statue of Christ the Redeemer, standing tall above the town with arms spread wide, welcomes you both by day, gleaming white against the mountain, and by night, when soft lighting transforms it into a beacon overlooking the sea.
Our marina for the evening was conveniently located both near the old town and a short walk from Mare Morto, a picture-perfect swimming alcove. We swam through rocky coves, snorkeled past darting schools of fish, spotted tiny crabs on sun-warmed stones, and floated in water so clear it felt like gliding through glass. Above us: pine-covered cliffs. Around us: tranquility.
Choosing to linger longer at our swimming spot meant it would be a late dinner tonight. A quick stop at a corner store was needed to top up our supplies just enough for one more night at anchor – Steve and family depart Kora early July 15 – and showers all round. Tasks completed, we headed out a little after 9 pm for an evening stroll around the harbour.
Restaurants were bustling, and we quickly learned that reservations were necessary! But we snagged a table on a tucked-away private balcony – one could call it romantic and almost surreal. The only downside? The mood lighting on the rocks behind us doubled as an open bar for bugs. At least they were polite enough not to bite.
Another wonderful day was had by all. Maratea will definitely stay with us. Maybe we’ll even return one day. There is still so much more here to explore!
