Geosito di Pietraroja e il dinosauro Ciro
Pietraroja
Hidden gemNature & hiking
The story
In the limestone of a vanished sea lies Ciro, the small dinosaur whose internal organs are still imprinted: the fossil that turned this Matese plateau into a place for palaeontologists.
Access
€ Paleolab
More gems in Pietraroja
- History & archaeology
Paleolab — Museo dei dinosauri
Pietraroja (BN)
Here rested Ciro, the Scipionyx samniticus: the first dinosaur found in Italy, with its soft tissues intact, and the landscape of the Sannio as it was one hundred and ten million years ago.
Villages
Borgo di Pietraroja
Pietraroja (BN)
A handful of houses clinging to the Civita, suspended over the canyon, where ham is still cured in the mountain air. The village lives in the shadow of its dinosaur, but it is the rock underfoot that tells of a hundred million years.
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A fourteenth-century stairway dropping from the hill of San Martino down to the city: hundreds of steps through vegetable plots, gardens and glimpses of the bay — one of the finest urban paths in Naples.
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collina S. Martino
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The ground breathes: hissing fumaroles, mud that boils up and a smell of sulphur reminding you how alive the earth is beneath the Campi Flegrei.