You step onto warm sand carried here by millennia of Scandola tides, hemmed in by cliffs that glow terracotta in afternoon light. Plage de Tuara lies tucked into the southern flank of the Girolata peninsula, accessible only by a forty-minute coastal trail from the village or by zodiac from Porto. Either way, you leave behind roads, bars, and beach umbrellas.
“One of the few Scandola-region beaches reachable on foot, delivering wilderness-scale seclusion without chartering a boat.”
Credit: UnsplashSunset reflecting on wet sand
Snorkeling here means gliding over posidonia meadows where rainbow wrasse dart between blades, the seabed a mosaic of white sand and dark volcanic cobbles. The cove's shelter keeps the swell gentle, and you can float on your back, listening to nothing but your own breath and the distant cry of a yellow-legged gull.
Bring everything you need—water, almonds, a paperback—because Tuara offers no concessions. In late afternoon the cliffs throw long shadows across the sand, the water cools a degree or two, and you'll have the cove entirely to yourself, save for the occasional fishing boat motoring toward Girolata's anchorage.
