Preserving the five lands of cinque terre, italy, as a volunteer with the italian environmental i
Ercole, a spry septuagenarian in shorts, leads us up a slope exterior of Vernazza, in Northern Italys five Terre. His job is to rebuild part of a dry-laid stone wall that is retention up half the mount were standing on. Were here to help. As I watch his labour, Ercole does seem very much like a Heracles. Ten of us thirstily try to keep him supplied with the right size stones at just the right time, but a partial derivative language barrier and a total experience gap keep us ever a step-and-a-half behind him. He lifts, topographic point, adjusts, and alteration his mind, not slowed by the heat radiating off the wall or the glare of the sun on the rock. The maestro plan for each stone evolves as he works, yet is buried in tradition. Vernazza is one of five towns in five Terre (Five Lands), a dramatic, romantic stretch of coast at the top of the shin of Italys boot, facing the Mediter-ranean. The town steps down in bed to a sheltered harbor filled with colorful dinghies and small cruising boats moored for the day. Transportation system between towns is limited to train, boat, or on hiking trails that offer one post card view after another. Tourists are loving Cinque Terre to devastation but the Italian Environmental Impact Assessment centre (EIA) and the Municipality of Vernazza, is trying to preserve it through an experimental sustainable touristry program. Participants spend four hours each morn repairing the landscape. In exchange, they gain an apprehension of local civilization while workings, eating, and conversing with the Vernazzani. Alessandro Villa and Olga Chitotti, who conceived of the programme, worked aboard us the whole time. They shared their hopes for five Terres hereafter over glasses of the good local wine and remarkable dinners prepared by townspeople eager to parade the local gastronomy. The next morning we climbed the terraces to work in a vineyard run by Ercoles son Bartolo. Bartolo and his wife Lise make all their own wine, of several varieties, selling some and trading what they dont drink for other locally produced goods. They still do most of it by hand, using methods that have been used for generations. Grapevines in Cinque Terre are trained to grow up about four feet and then horizontally, forming a canopy under which the grapes are protected from the sea winds. As I settled into the dark underbelly of the vineyard, I was enveloped by the musty smell of soil and the heady aroma of ripe fruit. The wet earth soaked my seat as I sat, clippers in hand, and loaded baskets with chardonnay grapes. Over the course of the three days, we learned about the impact that tourism has on a small town like Vernazza. The population of 800 doubles on a typical summer day. Some tourists stay for a couple of hours, buy gelato and postcards, and t-shirts, and leave for the next town. Some stay for a night or two. Some return every year. All create waste. Sanitary sewer lines and water treatment plants are at capacity. Nature-loving hikers increase the potential for erosion with every footstep. None of this is immediately fatal to the well-being of Vernazza, but it is eating away at the towns surroundings and resources. Tourism and agriculture are the primary industries; neither creates great financial surpluses. Alessandro and Olga hope that the working holiday program will be the first step towards solving the problem by raising awareness. It worked for me. One stone wall is repaired, a stretch of trail is cleaned, and the grapes we picked are crushed and aging in bottles. But I can see theres still much to do. And Ercole would love a few good helpers. To find out more about the program, visit the EIA web site at www.centrovia.it/index2/aip.htm. DANIELLE MACHOTKA is a freelance travel writer in the San Francisco Bay Area. Her work has been published in the San Francisco Examiner, Denver Post, Reno Adventure Journal, and elsewhere. This article originally appeared in the Jan/Feb issue of Book Passage News & Reviews.
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