Wander Wonders · Issue 04 · Sicily
What the Mountain
Passes On
Snowshoeing on Etna's northern slope, a family with heart, and a Michelin-starred restaurant that never forgot where it came from.
It has just snowed. The snow glitters in the Sicilian sun, so bright you have to narrow your eyes. You climb a small rise on your snowshoes, step by step, your breath visible ahead of you. At the top, you stop.
There's the sea. Far away, silver, almost unreal.
Climbing up Etna North — © Piano Provenzana