Kissing the flames – climbing Stromboli Vulcano.

The boat rocketed gently. The wind died completely and all our efforts to catch the remains of it into our sails were pointless. We had to turn the engine on in order to make any progress. The sea was flat like a lake but still beautifully coloured. You could almost see the sky and few white clouds reflecting on the surface.

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