Between Pisa and the river Cecina the coast around Livorno towers high above the sea. This little river rises in the Colline Metallifere, and abounds in echoes of Etruscan culture. It flows into the sea almost as soon as it has passed the small town that is called after it, and to the south of this the coast once again becomes sandy and lowlying. This is the Maremma, the ancient Maritima now almost completely reclaimed, though it has not yet entirely lost the wonder of its great pinewoods, its pasturelands, its marshes abounding in wildfowl.