Published date: August 2, 2022
It's still early for Trecastagni, the city is resting while the sea vapors cool the hot slopes of Etna. Giovanni is waiting for me at the end of a bumpy road; from there on we can only proceed with his pick-up. I immediately understand that his project has something heroic. To reach the vineyards we have to advance at a walking pace on a narrow strip of irregular boulders. "When my father, in the '70s, bought this land on Monte Gorna, on the slopes of Etna, he didn't
