The start sign.
Views in the first 10 minutes.
The hike only spans 3.2 km and takes 30 minutes less than advertised.
The trail was pretty narrow at some points. And not all parts are fenced to protect you from falling into the rocky blue abyss. Watch out for eroding edges.
For your future picnicking reference.
The landscape along the trail changed rapidly and merited frequent stops.
Admittedly, 20 minutes of my hike was probably spent shooting my surroundings,
Wondering why there are cacti in Northern Italy (along the same lateral lines as Maine),
And playing with this cat. Cause cats love hiking, too. (Obviously.)
It’s probably deciding between chasing mice or staring at Vernazza.
On your descend, there lives an artist with a British accent.
2 years later, Vernazza looks restored – colorful, vibrant, and sun-kissed.
The final sign of your hike.
Some say this is the more challenging of the legs. And while I don’t think my mother would do it, I thought it was pretty do-able. There’s only room for single-file hiking. So just be cautious when people pass you by.
…Now for a sugar rush from the Sciachetrà, a local, sweet wine produced on the hills of Cinqueterre.