Sicily has it all for a fantastic bike tour adventure. Cycling in Sicily is all about stunning scenery, delicious food, a wealth of historical sights and friendly locals.
The scenery is wonderfully varied – from gorgeous beaches and dramatic mountain panoramas to seas of olive & citrus orchards. Sicily is an island riddled with history, with influences of Greek, Phoenician, Arab, Normans still evident today.
If you’re considering making Sicily your next self-guided bike tour destination, do it. You will absolutely not regret it. I hope my own experience of a 9-day round-the-island Sicily bike tour will help you plan your own epic round-the-island adventure.
Sicily Bike Tour Route Map
Total Distance: ~750km
Total Elevation: ~7,700m (2,000m of which is the Mt Etna climb)
The round-Sicily loop starts in Catania, kicking off with a luggage-free loop up to Mt Etna. From there, I make way along or near the coast through some of Sicily’s most beautiful treasures – Siracusa, Ragusa, the Noto Valley and Valley of the Temples. The route passes gorgeous beaches, sleepy fishing towns and rustic agricultural settlements. You’ll cruise past ancient Greek temples and salt pans, olive and orange groves. There are some very industrial landscapes too, but that’s hardly avoidable and adds interesting contrast to the ride.
I end the trip in Termini Imerese, for a train back to Catania. But with a few more days, you can complete the loop either by heading inland via Gangi or a longer, flatter route all the way around the coast through Messina.
This proved to be a wonderfully varied journey and I’d recommend it wholeheartedly. The only bits I’d be wary of are riding in the big cities, especially Palermo. Be very careful as the local drivers are mostly maniacs.
Most of the roads are quiet, provincial lanes (SP), although at times it’s harder to avoid the busier SS state roads so there are some of those sections. Occasionally I ventured out onto gravel trails, not that most of them were too rough for even a road bike.
Day 1: The Mount Etna Climb from Catania
Lunar landscapes, Saharan dust and speedy local grandpas
Distance: 82km
Elevation: ~2000m
I fly into the lively Catania with my own bike, the first day spent sightseeing and acclimatising to Sicily. Being at the foot of an iconic active volcano and bearing fresh legs, I can’t not start my Sicily adventure with a climb up to Mount Etna.
It’s a hefty 2,000m climb up to the highest paved road, but there is something about these sort of climbs that’s very different. It’s like you make a deal with the volcano – breakfast up like it’s your last meal, take on the long and steady ascent all with a very reasonable gradient, enjoy the achievement at the top and then enjoy a non-stop, thrilling descent all the way back. That’s Mount Etna.
I wait out the Catania rush hour and as I head up north, the somewhat aggressive traffic quickly dissipates. Etna is out there, but thanks to a thick layer of Saharan dust (which to be fair also brought the unseasonably warm Saharan airs), you can barely make it out just yet.
With the first 600m climbing out of the way, I stop for a coffee break in the hillside town of Nicolosi, the last settlement before the landscapes turn desolate.
Before long, the terrain changes from farms and open grassland to a Martian landscape, It’s all the lava from Etna’s violent eruptions, with some of the biggest lava flows reaching as far as Catania’s city walls. Occasionally I’m passed by skinny locals for whom “conquering” Etna is just an ordinary affair. Some that pass me look as old as 70 – a slightly humiliating situation considering I’m pushing quite hard myself. I settle myself with the thought that my 90kg probably equates to two lanky Italian grandpas. Not to mention that my last Castelli purchase was an XL..
The air turns colder and thinner as the gradient picks up to a still-manageable series of serpentines. Etna is now a lot clearer through the Saharan mist, as always puffing away its white steam.
I too puff away, at last reaching the summit. There’s a huge visitor center where cable cars take tourists up to the craters, locals sell the usual souvenirs and daredevil mountain bikers fly down the steep dusty trails. There are a plethora of options for lunch to enjoy the alien planet scenery in the chilly Etna air.
After what feels like a moonwalk in one of the little Silvestri craters, I don the windproof jacket and gloves for an exciting descent down the east slopes. This side actually offers the best views both of Etna and the coast below, although today blurred by that same dusty Saharan air.
On the way down I stop in the cute sleepy town of Zafferana Etnea to give my fingers a break from all the heavy braking. Over in the town square, the volcano looms above the church towers. I’m left wondering if the locals are ever at full ease knowing it can one day wipe their whole town off the map in a sea of scalding lava.
I fly all the way back down to Catania, and before long I’m indulging in a creamy pistachio pasta on one of the city’s cobbled streets. The biggest climb may be out of the way, but the toughest days are still ahead.
Day 2: Catania to Noto
Siracusa, bike troubles and petrochemical land
Distance: 110km
Elevation: ~500m
The way out of Catania proved less chaotic than I anticipated, I’m sure helped by the fact it was a Saturday morning. The best route out mostly hugged the coast and at times even offered a dedicated bike path.
I passed Catania’s large port with its storage silos expressing local street art.
Lycra gangs of skinny Italians begin to pop up – the flat coastal road offering an ideal TT practice ground. Their only enemy being the pesky headwind, on the contrary my best friend heading the other way. The flat SS stretch was easy but also fairly mundane, the type of road where your mind can zone out for a while.
Eventually the first climb of the day rose above the coast below and revealed a final perfect view of the coast I just ate for breakfast all the way to Catania and Etna looming above it in Saharan mist.
From this point, things quickly get more interesting. I descend back down to an enormous zone of oil refineries surrounding Augusta – one of the largest petrochemical hubs in Europe. What looks like a huge pipeline stretches out far into the sea.
After what feels like an eternity of passing the industrial “scenery”, the scene completely transforms once again. A gravel stretch to Siracusa opens up to beautiful coastal bays and cliffs to the left. Then my rear shifter cable snaps. I’m entering Syracuse on little more than a fixie.
Siracusa is a beautiful city riddled with history and ancient Greek ruins. Had I not visited before, I’d have stayed here for the night to explore. Instead my priority is finding someone that can fix my bike. On Easter weekend. In Italy. Mission impossible?
Luckily city bike rental shops don’t sleep. While the rear shifter is as good as gone, a friendly owner fixes up the cable giving me a whole extra gear. And telling me I won’t find a new Shimano shifter until after Easter and maybe not until Palermo. So I now have 2 gears for the rest of the trip, kind of like driving a car in 2nd and 4th gears. Challenge accepted!
After a couple more hours sightseeing and a sugar top-up, I cruise onto Noto as the evening approaches. The thick Saharan dust sky lights up in surreal shades of white as the sun begins to descent over the inland mountains.
The road parts the coast and I’m now coasting past tranquil olive groves and colourful open fields of yellow flowers.
Noto being up on a hill, I sweat out my last energy on a steady climb up to the town. It’s now almost entirely dark and even chilly. So when the lovely host greets me with a generous jug of freshly squeezed orange juice, I just want to hug her.
Day 3: Noto to Ragusa
Easter celebrations, blossoming countryside and beautiful baroque towns
Distance: 70km
Elevation: 1,200m
Today is a shorter stretch so I have ample time to enjoy more of the surroundings.
It’s Easter Sunday. While in UK that’s little more than a day to find and eat some chocolate eggs, Easter is a holiday Italians take seriously. From morning, thousands of locals from the Noto Valley flock to the town square in their best going out clothes to witness the celebration of Christ. The musical procession culminates with colourful explosions, doves and confusingly, the blokes holding up the Christ performing a sprint to the church.
Energised by the occasion, I finally make my late start with a short detour deeper into the rural Noto Valley. There are no cars here, just the occasional confused sheep and the tranquil sounds of rural Sicily.
Winding back through Noto onto the proper route, the traffic barely increases an maybe 1 car every few minutes. Maybe it’s the true back roads, or the Easter Sunday effect. Rolling hills painted in spring flower blossom dominate much of the day. The pretty scenery occasionally ruined by nasty rubbish dumps along the road – unfortunately fly tipping is a widespread phenomenon across Sicily.
Eventually the country lanes steadily but gently ascend before a cooling downhill into the picturesque baroque city of Modica. It’s almost more like two cities – one at the basin that my route passes through and another, mysterious Modica Alta looking down from the steep cliff-like hills either side. Besides its UNESCO heritage, the city is best known for its chocolate – but a lemon granita (the local sweet ice refreshment) is far more fit for the occasion. I settle down for a cooling break from the warm Sicilian sun and watch the locals enjoy their Sundays.
Modica could easily have been today’s destination, but I know of a place even more stunning waiting across the valley. After a brief climb, the road descends further down to the river separating the high ridges either side. It’s captivating and fast descent, the type you really have to not let the stunning views distract you, always just a bad turn away from flying down the cliffs. Soon as I cross the Irminio river, the steady climb begins. For what might otherwise be a tiring slog, the scenery makes the efforts seem painless.
A few serpentines later, the views suddenly open up to the city that soon steals my heart. It’s Ragusa Ibla, an absolute gem of Sicily, Italy and well, Europe. Ragusa is an ancient settlement set on a dramatic limestone hill, absolutely packed with churches, narrow streets and baroque masterpieces.
I spend the rest of the day on foot getting lost in its baroque streets before settling down for a hearty pizza in the Airbnb owner’s ristorante.
Day 4: Ragusa to Licata
Exhilarating descents, farmland and a busy road.
Distance: ~100km
Elevation: 600m
The day begins just as the previous day ended – a strenuous and lengthy climb eased by the stunning views. It proves almost impossible not to stop every minute to take in the scenery as I climb above Ragusa Ibla into its more modern “sister” Ragusa. The climb goes all the way through town and peaks already at its northern outskirts.
Suddenly the road opens up to an impressive panorama of pretty much the whole of today’s stage – a kinder, flatter flavour of Sicily. Then begins one of my favourite and fastest bits of the whole tour – a long, exhilarating descent down the perfect road all the way to the city of Comiso. I may have swallowed a fly or two in the process.
Hungry for the seaside, I give Comiso a miss and push on. Today’s road is a busier SS (Strada Statale), and big segments of the route are fairly mundane. SS roads aren’t the nicest choice for bike touring but sometimes the alternative is rough gravel or a huge detour.
At one point near Vittoria, I pass a sea of plastic – huge greenhouses seemingly stretching all the way to the horizon. So when you think of Sicilian oranges, its probably from here.
Then there’s the city of Gela. Every country has its Slough and Gela is Sicily’s. Although Slough doesn’t have sandy beaches. There is another round of petrochemical refineries and rubbish piles near the outskirts. At one point I get chased by a gang of angry looking dogs but thankfully they’re too lazy to make a big effort and quickly give in.
Unremarkable it may be, but food is top level all over Sicily and I settle for a seafood linguine on Gela’s beach promenade.
Out of Gela, more flattish SS road cycling. Nothing memorable other than the €2 roadside orange juices (Spremuta) and the wonderful Arancini at a random village bar (the perfect cycling snack – Sicilian stuffed rice balls).
In the final section I rejoin the sea and this time I’m greeted with beautiful coastal views. The town of Licata is on the horizon. Off the back of little climbing and plentiful snacking, I arrive in the fishing town with energy and time to spare for the tougher day to follow. I spend the rest of daylight on one of Licata’s empty sandy beaches.
Day 5: Licata to Sciacca
Ancient Greek temples, hefty climbs and an attempt at gravel
Distance: ~113km
Elevation: ~1,500m
Toughest day of the tour, by some way. Not only does this part of Sicily turn it up on the hillage, but my once friendly companion from day 2 strengthens and turns into a soul crushing headwind for the entire day.
Oh and I start the day with a gravel section – the kind that might have been a road when Mussolini was still around but now more of a trail than only a workhorse 4×4 would dare tackle. I end up carrying the bike for half of that stretch and meet a farmer who seems to feel sorry for the road bike. Meh, it’s been through worse..
(I’ve changed this bit of the GPX route so you don’t have to carry your bike, unless well, you want to)
Unlike the day before, today’s route is packed with interesting spots. Most notably the famous Valley of the Temples at Agrigento, a vast complex of ancient Greek ruins scattered across the area. The biggest one – an acropolis-like structure – is visible for miles, inviting you to tackle the hills to explore it long before you get there.
It’s an open air museum but unfortunately you can’t cycle past the paid park entrance, but if you have faith in locals, just leave it locked to the fence under the not-so-watchful eye of the gelato man.
The afternoon continues back to the Mediterranean coast. It’s a tiring but rewarding affair, with pretty Sicilian hill towns giving way to limestone cliffs rising over emerald waters. The most famous is Scala dei Turchi (Turkish Steps), a stair-like cliff that allegedly the Turkish invaders used to climb up the island. Apparently they weren’t even Turks but rather Saracens, not that it made life any easier for the defenders.
I roll into Sciacca not long before sunset, and go hunting for the carbiest food known to mankind.
Tip: You can just as easily aim for Realmonte or Siculiana if you want to cut off some of the distance. Both are nice hilltop towns with lovely beaches down below.
Day 6: Sciacca to Marsala
The land of stunning beaches and olive oil
Distance: 88km
Elevation: 420m
The nice thing about this Sicily bike tour is the interchanging tough-easy-tough days. Leg-buster yesterday, cruise today. This leg is no exception, just a couple bumps along the way.
It feels particularly sad to leave Sciacca – the place seems like a perfect spot for a rest day, and being short of tourists there’s something so calm and relaxing about it. Sciacca is more of a working fishing town, and the sort of place you really get a sense of typical Sicilian life. Alas, we can count today’s flat 90-km as a “rest” day, especially with the headwind all but gone.
The southeastern coast of Sicily is bejeweled with dramatic coastal views stunning beaches and coastal views, the next more inviting than the last. Being April, they’re virtually empty even if the water temps probably already match those of the English Channel on an August heatwave.
As I briefly part ways with the coast, the route is characterised by a few gentle hills and open farmland of olive groves and orange plantations. In the sleepy Campobello di Mazara, I pass more oil refineries. This time though, it’s the tasty kind. I’d bet everyone in the town is either involved in harvesting or turning olives into extra virgin olive oil.
The further west I head, the flatter it gets. If you hate hills, western Sicily is your destination. I venture into another pretty seaside town of Marzala del Vallo, which even welcomes me with a rare stretch of vivid blue cycle lane along the shore. The Normans left their mark here, with the remnants of a monumental arch and city walls still standing a 1,000 years on.
The final straight stretch is fairly nondescript TT material until the city of Marsala pops up on the horizon.
Marsala is a lovely city with over 2,000 years of history with a beautiful walled old town. The city is famous for its sweet wines, so shame on me for finding the first bar serving beers in the afternoon sunshine.
I luck out with the Airbnb for the night. The owners seem to embrace me as their long-lost son, offer to take me grocery shopping, then wine and dine me for the rest of the evening.
Day 7: Marsala to Castellammare del Golfo
A salty, flat affair
Distance: ~77km
Elevation: 600m
I lazily depart Marsala, somewhat hungover and still digesting yesterday’s home-cooked feast.
The first 40km heading to Trapani along the coast are flat as a pancake, but passes through very unique scenery. This road is known as Via del Sale, and the region is famous for its ancient salt pans. Dating all the way to Phoenicians around 2,700 years ago, incredibly some of the salt pans are still active. You can visit some of the salt flats like the large Salina Genna to learn how it’s done.
Old windmills rise above the salt flats along the Via del Sale, their silhouettes reflecting in the salty pools.
Out of nowhere, a Ryanair tail peeks out far on the horizon, seemingly out of place in the middle of farmland. It’s not until another few KMs until I reach it that the little Trapani Airport reveals itself, a sign that my lunch stopover isn’t far now.
Trapani is a fairly large seaport town with a few interesting bits, but not an awful lot compared to some of Sicily’s real treasures. Fueled by more arancini, I head out with a decision to make. Do I tackle the intimidating hill to visit Erice, or go around and marvel at the ancient town and its clifftop castle from afar?
The idea of more time by the sea wins out and I opt for the lesser 300m climb. The views of the verdant hilly panorama towards Palermo are still outstanding as I leave the flats behind. And they only get better as I reach the coast – this side of Italy has some dramatic mountains rising over the bright blue sea.
After a few more rolling hills, the final speedy descent takes me down to the picturesque town of Castellammare del Golfo. Another place I immediately mark down for a relaxing holiday sometime in the future.
Day 8: Castellammare del Golfo to Casteldaccia
Idyllic seaside towns, dazzling beaches and a bumper-car shitshow in Palermo
Distance: ~100km
Elevation: ~650m
Today, I stick to the roads along Sicily’s northwestern coast. Much of it is a ruggedly beautiful mountainous coastline, though the coastal roads largely spare me from any serious climbs.
The road veers past hidden gem beaches and working fishing towns, before passing Palermo Airport. Near the dramatic Capo Gallo cape, there is a nice cycle path curving its way through Isola delle Femmine (The Island of Females). It’s neither an island nor exclusive to women, but a perfect spot for a dip in the sea.
Just a little further is the marvellous town of Mondello. It’s an idyllic spot for a Sicilian seaside holiday, with a beautiful sandy beach and clear blue waters. Though I’m sure the place gets overwhelmed in August, being so close to Palermo.
Ah, Palermo. A fascinating, historic city from a tourist’s perspective, but an absolute nightmare from a cyclist’s.
The closer I get to the city, the busier the roads become and the more aggressive the drivers I encounter. As I enter the city proper, it becomes a game of survival. The roads are built with motorists in mind with only scarce bike lanes, so you’re forced to navigate the rough pavement or play frogger on the avenues. Palermo’s drivers seem convinced they are rally drivers, making for a bumper-car shitshow where the most aggressive get priority. To add it the chaos, the roads are riddled with potholes and giant heaps of rubbish literally block parts of the main road along the coast.
Having visited the city on a prior trip, my only goal at this point is to get out of the city as quickly as possible while staying alive. Navigating the bumper cars, nasty potholes and the giant heaps of rubbish that literally block the outer lanes, I make it through intact.
My hindsight tip is if you want an adrenaline rush, cycle through Palermo. If you want a more peaceful route, go inland instead via Monreale. Very hilly, but far more pleasant.
Leaving Palermo, the traffic gradually dies down and I’m back on a quiet coastal route. I cruise on until reaching my accommodation in the unassuming little town of Casteldaccia, grateful for still being intact.
Day 9: Casteldaccia to Termini Imerese
The final short cruise along the sunny north coast
Distance: 25km
Elevation: 230m
It’s my ultimate day of the Sicily bike tour, as I need to get back to Catania for a flight out the next day.
There’s more than enough time before the train back and only 30km to cover, so I coast along the seaside lanes in the warm spring sunshine, stopping obsessively for any excuse – from coffee and gelato to just watching the locals go about their Saturdays. I chat with an octopus fisherman delighted at the size of his catch and soak my feet in the Med at San Nicola l’Arena.
Termini Imerese is a convenient end point for onward travel by train, as it connects both to the coastal route between Palermo and Messina as well as the inland train that makes its way to Catania. The train meanders through the remote inland valleys before spitting us out in the middle of nowhere near Dittaino, to be loaded onto a bus for Catania.
Completing the Sicily Loop
If I had a few more days to make the full loop (or decided to spend all 9 days of my tour just cycling from dawn till dusk), I’d have continued onto Cefalu – another beautiful seaside resort town with Greek heritage. From there, I’d have climbed through the Madonie National Park, promising gorgeous serpentine roads through forest-covered mountains. I’d stop for the night in the hilltop town of Gangi.
Alternatively you could continue along the coast to Messina and down to Catania through Taormina, avoiding the mountains. But I just think taking in some of the remote inland Sicily makes for a more interesting balance of experiencing the island.
Cefalu to Gangi
Distance: 60km / 1,500m climb if you skip the main climbs through Madonie, or 80km / 2,400m climb if you opt for the full-on Madonie route.
Gangi to Catania
Distance: 120km / 1,500m climbing. You could always split this into 2 with an overnight in Agira.
From there, I’d continue inland through Nicosia and Agiri before descending back down to Catania.
How Long Does it Take to Bike Tour Around Sicily?
All in all, a full round-Sicily tour would probably need 10 to 15 days, depending on your pace and travel style.
Minus the Etna loop day, my incomplete loop from Catania clockwise to Termini Imerese took 8 days with the last being a mini 30km day to catch the train. And this averaged 85km distance and 700m climbing per day, if you include the short day.
Where to Start and End the Sicily Tour?
This is probably a question of which airport is most convenient for you. The biggest airports are Palermo and Catania, so chances are those will be the best options for getting into Sicily. I had no trouble with the bike bag at Catania Airport, got a €30 taxi to town center and managed to leave the bike bag with the Airbnb host for the duration of the tour.
There is also Trapani Airport in the northwest, and occasionally there are even flights into Comiso Airport in the south, although that mostly serves domestic flights.
What’s the Best Time to Bike Tour in Sicily?
I would say late March to early June or September to October. These are the best months in terms of weather that isn’t likely to be unbearably hot or too chilly. And you’ll want to avoid the summer tourist rush that peaks in August, especially on the seaside.
I visited in late March / early April over Easter and enjoyed (perhaps unseasonably) warm sunshine every day, with not a single drop of rain. I know spring weather can be more mixed in Sicily so I was probably lucky. And the added bonus of springtime is the vivid bloom of the countryside and Sicily’s glorious Easter celebrations.
What Are the Best Bike Routes in Sicily?
Each region I visited had its highlights, but if you’re looking to do a shorter tour or are limited for time I’d recommend:
- If you don’t mind hills, Siracusa to Sciacca. The southern section is particularly rich in amazing sights, from the baroque cities of Noto, Modica and Ragusa to the endless sandy beaches all the way to Sciacca and the Valley of the Temples. (Days 3-5 of my tour)
- If you prefer an easier, flatter route I’d suggest the West Coast starting from Marsala and making your way up then along the north coast to Mondello. Or even as far as Cefalu but ideally avoiding Palermo. Otherwise most of the roads are quiet and there are even a few sections with dedicated bike paths (Days 7-9 of my tour)
Is Cycling in Sicily Safe?
Is a question I struggled to answer before visiting.
By and large, the answer is a definitive yes. You can generally avoid most of the busy SS roads, and I had little trouble even on those. The only time I didn’t feel safe was navigating the roads of Palermo, and to a lesser extend, Catania. Drivers in those cities are of a different breed.
If you’re worried about dogs, I’ve only encountered a group of strays once, outside of Gela – and they barely gave chase. Perhaps the more remote inland roads have loose shepherd dogs out and about, but that’s a chance I’d be willing to take.
Hope my Sicily cycling tour guide has helped you decide on and plan your own Sicily tour, and if you have any questions feel free to ask below in comments or message me.
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6 Comments
Jenny
I just wanted to leave a message to thank you so much for all of the work you put into this post. I have just got back from completing the Catania to Palermo route, using your guide to help me along the way. I wouldn’t suggest attempting it during an August heatwave but I did, and survived to tell the tale, thanks to granitas! Having your routes and descriptions was so helpful in knowing what to expect and how to prepare. I made a few changes, such as staying in Siracusa, which was fantastic as you mentioned, and stopping off for a boat trip from Avola, down the coast to the nature reserve and Marzamemi. Sadly the spremuta stands were absent but I did end up staying in a B&B overlooking the church of St Angelo in Licata on the night of the festival, so that made up for it! Your hard work is very much appreciated!
Nikita
Wow – Sicily in August must have needed a lot granitas to cool off! Sounds like it was still fantastic (and Sicily’s southeastern tip is the bit I felt most FOMO – having had to cut it off the initial plan because of time).
Well done on completing it Jenny and thanks for your message – it’s so nice to read when my guides helps others have an epic trip.
Tim Merello
I have not fully read your journal and guide to cycling Sicily but am intrigued with what I have read thus far. But I am curious what you have to say about how strenuous or challenging your routes are. My group would be me who is a relatively seasoned 60 year old cyclist, my wife not so regular of a rider and our 15 year old son. Thanks for any help you can give.
Nikita
Hi Tim,
The round-Sicily route overall is fairly strenuous in terms of hills, but you can certainly tailor your trip to mostly cover the flatter sections. For instance western Sicily and much of the northern coast is mostly easy-riding – so routes from days 6-9 of my Sicily itinerary I’d consider the easiest parts. Catania down to Noto is also relatively flat. The most strenuous parts (besides Etna!) were the roads between Noto Valley and Agrigento.
Hope this helps with planning your trip!
Paul
Hi Nikita, fantastic guide. So good that myself and a pal are heading to Sicily in the summer to follow it. Two questions for you please. Firstly how much of it was gravel – we were planning to bring road bikes, also, could you share the route on gpx files?
Thanks, Paul
Nikita
Hi Paul,
Thanks Paul.
You can download all the GPX routes by clicking the download link above the full route map. Only 2-3% of the route was gravel, none of it rough – managed it fine on road bike wheels.
Have a great summer tour!