An Instagrammer’s paradise, the Path of the Gods does not present any particular technical difficulties; the gradients are irrelevant, and it is almost entirely flat.

Perhaps, the most challenging stretch is from Nocelle to Positano: 1700 steps, fortunately downhill, divide these two places; if you don’t feel like it, in Nocelle you can take a shuttle directly to Positano.

Although the path is wide, in some places it overlooks gullies without protection, causing some discomfort to those who suffer from vertigo. If you suffer slightly, don’t worry: there is enough space to walk in peace.

For the rest, you don’t need a lot of technical equipment, apart from comfortable clothing, sneakers and a water bottle, which you can fill at the source along the road. If tired you can take advantage of the many picnic tables, positioned to always enjoy the best panorama.

The walk alternates shaded and sunny sections, and the path, composed of earth and gravel, presents in many points large blocks of rock. You will then be able to see steps created by the roots of the trees, and real rock staircases, slippery in case of rain or humidity.

The path of the Gods develops entirely along the high ridge of the mountain, rising from 650m of Bomerano to 440m of Nocelle. Although it is possible to follow it in both directions, I highly recommend going in the direction of Positano, and this for two reasons.

First, the position of the sun in the morning, which is always behind the mountain, will allow you to walk in the shade, a fact not irrelevant given that the path develops almost entirely in the open. If you are passionate about photography, you will find a perfect light for your photos.

The main reason, however, remains the panorama: walking with the mountain on the right and the sea on the left you will discover a new and more beautiful landscape with each turn of the ridge.

First the sea, with its small gulfs and steep ridges and the bare rock of the mountain, then the Gulf of Salerno behind us, and finally, in front of us, the whole Sorrento peninsula, Punta Campanella, the island of Li Galli in the middle to the sea, and beyond, in profile, Capri and its Faraglioni. A breathtaking spectacle, almost divine.

All around nature is luxuriant, and you are completely immersed in the Mediterranean scrub. In the many exposed sections you are surrounded by arbutus, heather, myrtle, fennel; however, when one enters the groves, it is like finding oneself in another place; the aromas are those typical of the undergrowth and chestnut and maple stand out among the trees.

The ridges of the mountains are full of terraces and crops, often near old stone houses now uninhabited and in ruins, evidence of a not very distant past linked to the land and its fruits, now a reality of only a few people.

The signage is very accurate: not only in Bomerano, where the posters in the square and a large arrow show the departure but also along the way, where between white red brushstrokes and signs it is impossible to get lost.

Every few hundred meters there are also small white-red ceramic plaques in which, above the symbol of the call to 118, a progressive number appears each time: if you need help, this number would be equivalent to a point on the map, the place where rescuers would look for you.