The Nature Reserve of The River Fiumefreddo
Together with the sea, with its pure, deep and cold water, the element that is the main attraction in the territory is the river. In order to protect this peculiar ecosystem the river Fiumefreddo has been included among the first 19 Sicilian natural reserves. Through the law, D.A. n. 205 of the 29 06 84, the Sicilian Regional Administration has instituted the Nature Reserve of the River Fiumefreddo.
The main entrance of the Reserve is situated in Cottone, far about 200 m. from the sea and 1,500 m. from Diana, after the Castle of the Slaves that is in the territory around the Reserve. Members of this association act as guides during visits and provide information and leaflets. After an agreement with the Provincial Authority, a local preservation group is entrusted with management of the reserve. Visits are recommended during the winter, when the water flow is substantial. Spring and Autumn are fit for viewing of the migratory bird life. The summer season is ideal to go to the sea, especially next to the mouth, and is pleasant resting in the surrounding woods.
It is possible to go along "sentiero natura”, which is aboutthree kilometres long. The path is paved in concrete and on a level, with grassy stretches. The excursion takes about 90 minutes including a rest and observation time. During the winter it is advised to dress properly with trekking suit and shoes. It is also good to take binoculars to see things from a distance.
The Reserve is of interest because it is a remnant of a large marshy area that used to spread out along the coast from Riposto to Fiumefreddo.
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