You’ll sail past Santa Margherita Ligure’s painted facades, wander Portofino’s winding lanes with time for local food, then snorkel above San Fruttuoso’s famous Christ of the Abyss statue before relaxing in hidden bays. Expect laughter with your group and quiet moments floating under Ligurian sun—you might find yourself still thinking about it days later.
The reference content doesn’t specify exact duration but includes several stops: Santa Margherita Ligure, Portofino (with one hour free time), San Fruttuoso (snorkeling), and Paraggi Bay.
Yes, snorkeling equipment is provided for those who want to explore underwater at San Fruttuoso.
Yes, there are opportunities to swim at San Fruttuoso and Paraggi Bay during the tour.
No hotel pickup is mentioned; public transportation options are available nearby for reaching departure point.
Infants are allowed but must sit on an adult’s lap during the boat ride.
No meals are included; you have free time in Portofino to buy local food if you wish.
The Christ of the Abyss is a famous bronze statue underwater near San Fruttuoso that can be seen while snorkeling on this tour.
Yes, music is played on board throughout parts of the journey.
Your day includes navigation by boat along the Ligurian coast with a qualified skipper at the helm, bottled water for everyone on board, use of snorkeling equipment at San Fruttuoso to see Christ of the Abyss if you like, shaded seating areas plus sunbathing space at the bow, inflatables for relaxing in hidden bays, and all fuel and fees covered before returning after stops at Santa Margherita Ligure, Portofino (with time ashore), San Fruttuoso, and Paraggi Bay.
The first thing I remember is the way the water caught the morning light—almost silver, almost blue—when we left Santa Margherita Ligure behind. Our skipper, Matteo, waved off my nervous joke about seasickness with a grin and pointed out the pastel houses stacked up like sweets along the shore. I could smell sunscreen and salt, and someone behind me started humming along to the old Italian pop song playing quietly on deck. It felt easy in that moment. I kept thinking: why don’t I do this more often?
We drifted into Portofino after maybe half an hour (I lost track), and Matteo handed us a map but mostly just told us where to find focaccia—“the good kind,” he said, tapping his nose. The harbor was busier than I expected for a weekday; locals were unloading crates of something that smelled faintly of lemons. I wandered up toward the castle but didn’t make it all the way—got distracted by a tiny bakery with pistachio pastries in the window. My Italian’s not great; the woman behind the counter smiled anyway.
Back on board, we followed the coast until San Fruttuoso appeared—just this quiet bay tucked under steep green hills. The air changed here; cooler, almost piney. Matteo passed around snorkeling masks for anyone who wanted to see the Christ of the Abyss statue underwater (I tried, swallowed half the Ligurian Sea, made everyone laugh). There was this hush when you floated above it—just bubbles and your own breathing in your ears. Afterward we stretched out on inflatables while Matteo played some old Fabrizio De André songs and told stories about growing up nearby. Paraggi Bay was our last stop—a quick swim if you wanted, or just watching fish dart around in water so clear it looked fake.
I keep thinking about that feeling—the sun drying salt on my skin, music drifting over water, people from three countries laughing together over nothing much at all. Not every day trip from Portofino feels like this one did.

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