|You wouldn't imagine from this photo of Manarolo that frantic rescue efforts were ongoing only a few miles down the|
coast from us, and some from our little town.
Our small Inn/B and B, Da Baranin, had given us good directions so we went to the edge of town, unloaded our luggage and then Scott parked it up the hill where he thought it was legal. We dragged our bags up the steep steps to our lovely studio apartments - one for each couple! From the charming sisters who run the place we found out what had happened. The rain of the previous day and night had been torrential just north of Manarolo and caused mud and rock slides that flooded and buried the three towns north of us, particularly the last two, Vernazza and Monterossa. They and other towns up in the hills were now disaster zones and 9 people died. Damage to these towns is so extensive that especially in Monterossa, they are not sure they will be able to rebuild.
|The red boat is being rolled down the street for launching|
into the ocean
|Here it's being hoisted up and then will be slid along the|
track to the end and lowered.
|The boats are stored right along the street like parked cars.|
|The narrow beautiful streets of Manarolo|
have few cars.
|Marina Piccola restaurant where we sat and ate a delicious|
lunch watching the boats being launched and emergency
supplies loaded for the towns buried by mudslides.
|A closeup of the boat being lowered|
|It's straight down to the water. Those are fisherman below.|
|The path normally open for hiking down the coast is|
shown above right. You can see how it's really built on
the straight cliffs. It was closed.
|A lovely park at the far end of Manarolo|
|Looking up at the terraces of grape vines.|
|A bell tower across from the church in|
Manarolo's main square
|A stream runs right through the town and|
most of the way under the town itself.
|Flowers and in the distance a waterfall, on our way up the|
|We caught up with this older woman carrying a big stick|
and offered to help. She refused with a big smile and we
had a big laugh when she threw it down the steep stairs
to her house with a smile and a shrug.
|The vineyards were devoid of grapes but sparkled with|
|This "shrine" to Disney ? caught our eye!|
|A closeup at the beautifully constructed|
dry walls of the terraces.
|In the distance you can see the tiny town of Volastra. The|
rough path is along the right of the picture.
|Honore captains the vineyard express. This "railway"|
goes straight up and down the steep mountain sides
bringing the harvested grapes to central places.
|You can get a feeling here for our steep the hills are.|
|At the end of our hike we could see the small town of|
Corniglia. You also see the railroad tracks along the shore.
|Scott on the path behind me|
|Looking back we have a great view of Manarolo|
|A farmer carries sticks down for proping|
up the vines
|The steep steps leading back down from|
|Looking out from our window at the sun setting|
|Dinner at Marina Piccola under the heat lamps - great|