Cinque Terre, Italy
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Vernazza's very pretty and popular harbour |
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The Cinque Terre is quite a walk.
Our juice break taken at the house, top right |
The Gulf of
La Spezia is known as the Poet’s Gulf and certainly a list of greats once lived
here – Yeats, DH Lawrence, Shelley, and Byron amongst others. Romance was certainly in the air… We were keen then to take a day trip to the
Cinque Terre, a cluster of 5 romantic villages and rocky terraces set into
dramatically steep cliffs. This area has
been listed as an UNESCO Heritage site given its isolation, adherence to old
farming practices and retention of an ancient pathway, Sentiero Azzurro, that links
villages. Cars are not allowed access,
so it's a choice of walking, taking the train or riding a ferry.
At La
Spezia Station (when we eventually found it!), there is a helpful information
desk staffed by pleasant young ladies who even spoke English. We took the opportunity to ask lots of
questions…this was a rare event indeed.
The Cinque Terre is a popular destination and cruise ships offload their
passengers regularly to visit. We were
then, most certainly not alone in seeking tickets for this destination. With day passes in hand (€16 each) we had transport and trail
fees taken care of. Our plan was to take
the train (30 mins) to the furthest village, #1 Monterosso al Mare, and work our way back – not all of it walking…
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Travelling along the pathway to Corniglia |
Monterosso has quite the beach scene happening
and being that it’s the end of the line, cars, scooters and buses cram in
limited parking areas. We sat
overlooking the beach to eat our picnic brunch wondering how Italians feel when
they visit Australia’s wide sandy stretches with not a jungle of sun umbrellas &
sun lounges in sight. The walking path
to Vernazza looked busy too, so we made for the train and skipped this 3.6km
section.
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Houses really do cling to cliffs |
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Vernazza. Going up & up the stairs behind the village |
We took our
time to explore Vernazza’s busy
streets and harbour full of bobbing fishing & tourist boats – it’s rather
more scenic than its neighbour. Over
coffee, we hatched a plan (Cap’n Cavalry almost convinced) to walk 3.45km to
Corniglia, a journey our map assured us took 1 ½ hrs. Vernnazza, we discovered as we followed signs
to the trail, has really steep steps (called arpaie); Dangar’s looking pretty
good by such measures. Up we went, up and
up never-ending stairs – until after rather more than an hour, it evened out
momentarily.
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Are we there yet? |
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The camera ran hot |
Here, a resourceful villa
owner offered a chance to rest and revive with wine, beer or orange
granita. We sat sipping fresh orange
juice, admiring the view over Corniglia from the balcony, pleased we only had
30 mins (or so) left to go & it looked to be mostly downhill. Do not even begin to think we were alone on
this trail. There were all sorts from
dedicated walkers with all the right gear, enthusiastic joggers, bored
teenagers and even someone in bathers & no shoes.
It was
something of a relief to arrive at Corniglia
and also to find out that the next trail to Manarola (2.9km) was closed.
A Park notice also informed us that only 100 metres between Manarola
and Riomaggiore (1.1km) could be
accessed. Gosh, that WAS bad luck! We’d have to take the train then.
Corniglia is a riot of pastel houses
plastered against a steep cliff face.
From the village, a set of 320 (or was it 430?) stairs lead down to the
station, overlooking a rocky beach. We
just had to try some home-made lemon gelato before attempting them.
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Yes, yes I'm sure there was a Gelato store at the bottom of these stairs.
I'll just wait here for you to get back... |
In all, it was an
adventurous day (for us non-hiking types).
The scenery was an interesting mix of bold seascapes, terraced olive
groves and vineyards, some long since abandoned. If you are after peace and quiet, August is
not the month to be here for sure, but the villages are quaint and somehow it’s
easy to imagine them providing both inspiration and a garret for artistic types
to follow their creative spirit. Or
even house a mistress or two!
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