You’ll sail from Cannigione through La Maddalena’s wildest coves with an expert skipper, swimming at Spargi’s clear beaches and pausing by Budelli’s pink sands before sharing Sardinian lunch and local wine on board. Expect laughter, sun-warmed decks, and moments where time slows down—you might find yourself missing it long after you’re home.
The tour lasts about 7-8 hours total.
Yes, a Sardinian lunch with local specialties and Vermentino wine is served on board.
No, swimming or landing isn’t allowed at Budelli Pink Beach to protect its environment—you admire it from the boat.
Yes, snorkeling masks are available along with bottled water, soft drinks, coffee or tea, beer, and Vermentino wine.
The group size is small—up to 12 participants per tour for a more intimate experience.
If weather makes northern islands unsafe to reach, your skipper will choose alternative stops around Caprera island instead.
Your day includes sailing from Cannigione with an experienced skipper guiding you through La Maddalena’s best bays; all drinks like bottled water, soda, coffee or tea; an aperitif featuring Sardinian products; full lunch with local wine and beer; snorkeling equipment; plus access to restrooms on board so you can just relax into the rhythm of sea life before returning late afternoon.
The first thing I remember is the way the water looked—like someone had turned up the color settings too high. We left Cannigione early, still a bit sleepy, but the breeze woke me up quick. Our skipper, Paolo, had that sunburned look of someone who’s lived on boats for decades. He handed out coffee (strong, no nonsense) as we drifted past granite rocks shaped like animals—someone said one looked like a bear but I didn’t quite see it. Maybe you have to squint.
Spargi was our first stop and I almost laughed at how clear the water was—like glass over white sand. You could hear people letting out these little gasps when they jumped in; even Paolo grinned when he saw us flailing around with snorkels. There was this moment where I floated on my back and all I could hear was the slap of water against the hull and some gulls arguing overhead. The main keyword here is La Maddalena sailing tour, but honestly it just felt like being let in on a secret.
We sailed past Budelli’s famous Pink Beach—no landing allowed, Paolo explained (and he sounded genuinely proud about that). The sand really does have a blush to it, not cartoon-pink but something softer. He told us about some old film shot there; I pretended to know it but didn’t. Lunch happened somewhere between stops—plates of pecorino and salty ham, tomatoes that actually tasted like tomatoes, and this cold Vermentino wine that made everyone a bit more talkative. Someone tried to say “grazie” in Sardinian; Paolo laughed but corrected us gently.
The last swim was at Santa Maria island—a long stretch of shallow blue that felt endless under the sun. My skin smelled like salt and sunscreen by then. We sat on deck eating leftover bread and watching another boat try (and fail) to anchor straight. On the way back to Cannigione I kept thinking about how quiet everything felt out there—just wind, water, people dozing off in patches of shade. Still think about that view sometimes when things get noisy at home.

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