The
Bay of Jeranto (also Ieranto) Nature
Preserve (photo, right) is one of the most remarkable
bits of natural beauty in the Campania region of Italy.
The bay is part of the Protected Marine Reserve of Punta
Campanella and is in the comune (municipality)
of Massa Lubrense at the end of the Sorrentine
peninsula. (Massa Lubrense is also the name of the main
town in the comune; the town is called 'Massa,'
for short.) The comune of Massa Lubrnese
occupies the entire tip of the peninsula, thus being
bounded on the sea by two gulfs (Naples and Salerno) and
on land only by the comune of Sorrento as one
moves back along the peninsula towards Naples. The bay
of Jeranto is actually in the Gulf of Salerno and not
Naples since it is just to the east of and past the tip
of the peninsula, Cape Campanella, the geographical
feature that divides the two gulfs. The bay opens to the
southwest with a line of sight past the cape to the
Faraglioni rocks off the isle of Capri 5 km (3 miles)
across the straits. Forty-nine hectares (120 acres) of
the land on the bay, is now owned by the Fondo
Ambiente Italiano (Italian Environmental Fund). The bay is part of the
village of Nerano, one of 14 small
centers within the comune (municipality)
of Massa Lubrense.
This is the area of the sirens of Greek
mythology; classical sources speak of the
Greek temple to Athena and, later, of the Roman
temple to Minerva built on the same site. In general, bits and pieces of ancient
Rome abound in the area; also, inscriptions in the
Oscan language (the language of the Samnites, grand enemies
of the Romans) were discovered in 1985. As well,
there are some Saracen
Towers built during the period of the Spanish vice-realm
(1516-1707). Rural architecture includes the old
“colonial houses” (that is, the main buildings on
property worked by tenant farmers but owned by
absentee landlords); they are now environmentally
protected buildings.|
From Jeranto
Every evening the olive trees, aged by centuries, and the sunset over Capri--enchanted eyes behold and are stunned, for even if the palette is the same, the colors always change, like the clear sky and the clouds. What endless shapes they form! The olives wait in nets for mules, then leave this magic place where they came of age; The oil-press awaits them, they shall give from Jeranto the essence of the sun that glows and sets beyond the Faraglioni; The ancient wounds of Creation are healed; The everlasting return of the living and the dead. |
Also, delightful little events such as this unexpected gift happen all the time in Jeranto Bay.