Follow the winding paths through the maquis
With its vast, uninhabited natural spaces, Bonifacio offers a maze of paths that wind along its emerald-colored shoreline. In this theater of greenery, the scent of sun-bursting fruit and rosemary floods the air, while the maquis envelops the walker in all its plant essences. We are escorted by ash shearwaters soaring through the sky. On the horizon, our eyes are caught by a group of gulls skimming the waves in search of food. Like explorers, we swallow up the kilometers in search of idleness and dilettante on one of the countless beaches in this area on the southern fringes of Corsica.