Already in wide, even before approaching the bay of the small port of Rinella , Salina dissociates. Does not feel much like his six sisters: high, closed head in the clouds, ferns, vines and chestnut trees to eat the earth. A land that smells of salt and sulfur, but he knows the country, prickly pear, grape crush in the sun, the gardens where the dew is not so stingy. The sea does not give you too much confidence, just a few large beach pebbles and blacks and a single strip of sand that the waves thinner year after year. The houses withdrew them upstream, between the coolness of the valleys that open around its two large extinct volcanoes - Mount Fossa delle Ferns and upstream of Leek - protected by cliffs and plateaus. Second largest island of the Aeolian Islands, Salina is the greenest, the highest, the richest in fresh water.

