We love everything about Greece but especially the amazingly colourful fishing boats which fishermen seem to spend hours in whether fishing, mending nets or painting them in bright colours. Greek scenery is gorgeous – the blue and white in the Cyclades, red and white in northern Greece and the Italian influence in the Ionian.
When we bought Bandit and began planning our Mediterranean odyssey, Greece (where we’d both been before) was high on the agenda. In late July 2007 we euphorically sailed into Greek waters after a two day/night passage from Italy.
Corfu was a gentle re introduction. With its lush green slopes, Italian cypress trees, Genoese architecture and pastel coloured villas it was reminiscent of the beautiful Italian towns we’d left behind.
But the minute we stepped ashore in Kassiopi and heard traditional Greek music, saw Greek dancing and tasted ouzo again…we knew we were in Greece and it was wonderful to be back. The spanakopita (spinach and feta pies) tasted better than we remembered, the lamb stifado, grilled sardines and octopus were divine and the Greek yoghurt and black olives became a Bandit staple.
We had lots of visitors that first season and have some very special memories of some wonderful times and, sadly, of an exceptionally sad time when our dear friend Zak Ensor died in Corfu. It was Zak’s first Mediterranean adventure and he loved Bandit and the precious few weeks he had sailing in the Aeoli Islands, Sicily and Corfu.
His sudden death entailed a rushed and traumatic trip back to New Zealand where we gave him a wonderful farewell at Tyntesfield. We returned emotionally drained and exhausted but had our good friends Johnny and Jenny Oswald arrive to help us pick up the pieces.
Soon after son Sam turned up. He was in Europe for the Rugby World Cup and after watching a game in the south of France caught buses, trains and ferries to Corfu. One of my oldest and dearest friends Stephanie from Australia arrived too. Steph and I had travelled to some fantastic places in the 1980s including Israel and Egypt and had lots of fun recounting some funny stories.
From Corfu we trickled down through the northern Ionian to Paxi, Anti Paxi, Levkas, Menganisi, Skorpio, Ithaca and Kefallonia where Captain Corelli’s Mandolin was filmed. We loved Kefallonia especially Fiskardo and the main town of Sami which was a great working town with fantastic provisions and a wonderful atmosphere. I found a fantastic lady who washed, dried and ironed my sheets for five euro – and threw in a big bag of fresh apricots as well.
After leaving Jenny and Johnny in Kefallonia we slowly made our way back up to Preveza where we were leaving Bandit for the winter.
In Preveza we hired a car and headed inland driving up to the remote Zagoria Villages near the Albanian border. These were intriguing, built of slate and stone. Life is pretty basic here – not many houses have power or running water but the people, despite being very poor, were incredibly friendly.
From Zagoria we drove to Meteora where dozens of monasteries perch precariously on the top of rocky outcrops. They were built so the monks could live safely and avoid persecution. Some had perilous access by basket and rope only. Our drive back to Preveza was memorable for two reasons – it snowed on the high pass we drove over and we got completely lost. So lost (we were following a map that was entirely in Greek) we ended up back in Meteora after six hours on the road. Yeap – we’d done a huge circuit through some fairly exciting countryside. Oh well, another night in Meteora!
Once we made sure Bandit was safe for the winter we caught the bus to Athens – a six hour trip along the Gulf of Corinth – and had a few nights there before flying to the UK to spend the winter working and dreaming of our next season sailing in the Mediterranean.
No comments:
Post a Comment