After Salina, we spent the next few days in a pair of islands, the last two of the Aeolian islands, called Filicudi and Alicudi.

During those days, me and Kian devoted ourselves to teaching our Irish apprentice how to properly swing and jump off the boom without your back ending up stinging and red.

Since early Sicily we’ve come upon a practice of rigging the boom so it hangs off the side so you can jump or swing off it:

At the very least, he only landed painfully once…

On those two islands, which had a combined population of about 300, we climbed up the main mountains, (supposedly a shortcut back to the boat, although it had a great restaurant on top), ate food, and wandered around the, (rather small), main town.