We climbed out of town and up through the ancient mountain pathways, stopping every now and then for a drink and an admiring glance at the view.
Far into the distance we couild see the coastline of South Italy mistily appearing above the sea. It seemed to beckon us with unexplored places, but we would have to wait another day to explore that region.
High up in the mountain we came across a small cave, a flower and candle fewstooned shrine to the Madonna. Sunlight slashed its way through the pine trees and into the little grotto, lighting up the shrine with magical golden rays.
Every now and then we would catch a glimse of our village, nestled below, patiently awaiting our return. As the sun sunk into the sea, turning the world around us orange, we made our way down through pine forests and olive trees, eagere to arrive home before dark.
Fingers crossed for no rain on Sunday, a new adventure awaits...