We had just caught a tuna, the first tuna our whole crew, including us, had ever seen. We were all in awe for the shimmering scales and thought we had seen the best of our week. But boy, were we wrong.

Sailing in Stromboli

On this day we were wrong about many things. We were wrong about the time frames you were allowed to climb the Volcano, we were wrong about the shoes to wear to climb the Volcano, and we were wrong about how a volcano should look like.

We arrived at Stromboli in the evening and decided to climb the Volcano the next day in the morning. For all of you out there, who would like to climb a volcano to see it spark, remember you have to go there in the evening, not like us in the morning. Seems logical at second thought, you need darkness to see the sparks, but hey everybody can be wrong. So we spent the day on Stromboli and had a delicious meal in one of the most beautiful restaurants we have ever been to until it was time for our hike to the mouth of the Volcano.

Trattoria ai Gechi, Restaurant in Stromboli
Trattoria ai Gechi, Stromboli
Church of Stromboli, Italy
Church of Stromboli

The hike felt like a procession. There were so many people, walking in a line up the mountain, from a far it looked like an ant hill. Michael and I grew up in a mountain place, and we usually would not hike a path with this many people even if we would get paid for it. But never say never in life. This time we even paid to do it. Life can be pretty funny.

The path started in a bush area, where we explored wild caper bushes and many different flowers. With each meter we rose, it was incredible to look down at the sea, ForTuna and the Strombolicchio, a super small and cute island in front of Stromboli, which formed because of an eruption. The path then changed to wasteland and ended in black sand patches, which were horrible to climb.

Strombolicchio, View from stromboli

Getting closer, we could already hear the sound of the eruptions, and if the outbreak was big enough, see the smoke. Finally, we got so close we had to wear our helmets to be protected from falling stones. It was once we wore our helmets that the smell stared. Let me tell you it was one of the worst smells ever. 5 more minutes of walk to see where the smell was coming from.

When Sailing on Stromboli, Italy

It was kind of fascinating and disappointing at the same time. On the one hand, it was amazing to see the sparks and smoke and craters; on the other, some of us expected a big bubbling sea of lava. Well, don’t expect that when you go there. Yes, we saw lava and yes, it bubbled, but it was sooo far away from us that I am not sure if we imagined it or if it was true.

Nevertheless, we saw a breathtaking sunset from the top and experienced 3-4 small volcano eruptions. The Stromboli is one of the most active volcanos, which means he erupts each 15-20minutes. No other volcano in the world does that. Each explosion took again our breaths away, both because of the imminent danger, the astonishing sound and the horrible smell. The darker it got, the more you could see the red sea and the sparks emerging from it. 

Two months after we visited the Stromboli, a massive eruption occurred, which took the life of one man and scared and injured so many others. With this post, we would also like to remember those and remember that all active volcanos are dangerous, so please be aware of the danger and do not go and visit them on your own, take a guide, even if you are a hiking expert. 

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