While the ancient Greeks considered Mt. Etna to be the realm of Vulcan, god of fire, and the home of the one-eyed monster known as the Cyclops; I like to think of Mt. Etna as a large black dragon, sometimes quietly sleeping, other times raging with fury. Our 2014 girls trip was to Sicily and Mount Etna was an anticipated stop. Coincidentally, we seem to have had volcanoes as one of our stops for most of the girls trips (someone seems to have a fascination with them). During our May visit Mt. Etna's fire and brimstone fury was quieted, but within a few weeks of our return, Mt. Etna reminded me that the dragon rudely awoken from its sleep can express it's fury with a spectacular pyrotechnical display, sending plumes of lava and ash hundreds of feet into the air. That must have been a spectacular site to see, mind you so was the sleeping version.
Listed as a UNESCO World Heritage Site globally recognized on basis of its notoriety, scientific importance, cultural and educational value, superlative natural phenomena and exceptional aesthetic importance as iconic volcanic site, Mt. Etna is Europe's highest (~ 3,300 m, though this varies with summit eruptions) and most active volcano. The Mt. Etna landscape is otherworldly with black lava sand, volcanic gravel and rocks that crunch underfoot. Mount Etna is really a world apart from the classic beaches, ancient ruins and hilltop towns that dot Sicily.
Mount Etna Cable Car |
Mount Etna from the Ancient Theatre of Taormina |
Mount Etna also served up one of the most memorable and hilarious moments of the trip. My version of "a funny thing happened on the way down from Mt. Etna". The route up to Rifugio Sapienza has several stopping areas from which pictures can be taken, unusual in Sicily. At the first stop as we traversed down the mountain and to my utter astonishment; my travelling companions jumped in the car and drove off, with me running down the road after them. Not only had they left my alone on Mount Etna, all I had was my camera. No money, identification, cellphone or coat; all of which were in the car. I wondered how long it would take them to realize they left without me. I would have loved to have been "a fly on the wall", when they realized I was not in the car. They wondered why I was not asking to stop to take photographs and reminded (the missing) me, all I needed to do was ask them to stop. Getting no response, they looked back to ask me what was wrong. Surprise! Fifteen minutes later my remorseful companions returned. Never was I more glad to have assumed the role of official trip photographer, else it could have been a much longer wait, likely until they arrived at our restaurant choice for the evening dining.
Yes the dirty white stuff is snow. |
The following videos are a compilation of my video clips (set to classical music) plus one from ODN - On Demand News regarding the June 16, 2014 eruption activity. Enjoy, more photographs from our Sicily trip can be seen on my flickr site and in future blog posts. https://www.flickr.com/photos/21108304@N02/sets/72157645040170144/