Sailed down to Port Leone for a lunch break and dropped anchor by ourselves and swam to shore to explore the town which has been deserted since 1953 when an earthquake destroyed their water supply. Below is a photo of an ancient olive tree.
Then sailed across to Kastos for the night. Moored stern to in deep water and had to inflate the dinghy to get in. Dinner at a small restaurant. Slight rain which dripped through the restaurant ceiling but it was great fun. Windmill tavern on the point.
Then sailed across to Kastos for the night. Moored stern to in deep water and had to inflate the dinghy to get in. Dinner at a small restaurant. Slight rain which dripped through the restaurant ceiling but it was great fun. Windmill tavern on the point.
Got up to a massive 5.5 knots but perfect fair weather sailing.
We stocked up in Syvota on the necessities (scotch, choc and cheese) and had a fantastic greek meusli which I wasn't alergic to for most breakfasts. So as not to get into a rutt we had breakfast at a taverna every so often. Lunch everyday was cheese, lettuce and tomato on fresh bread that the entertainment officer managed to procure for us all from a local taverna or bakery. Dinner was at a different taverna every night.
We stocked up in Syvota on the necessities (scotch, choc and cheese) and had a fantastic greek meusli which I wasn't alergic to for most breakfasts. So as not to get into a rutt we had breakfast at a taverna every so often. Lunch everyday was cheese, lettuce and tomato on fresh bread that the entertainment officer managed to procure for us all from a local taverna or bakery. Dinner was at a different taverna every night.
Port Leone and an ancient olive tree
