We managed a reasonably prompt start the next day (14th May) despite finding the dredger & its crane spanning the channel when we were about to untie. The entrance channel silts & apparently there is almost continuous dredging to maintain the depth. We had rung the marina before attempting to go in to check as we draw 2.1m, & had still just touched once on the way in. Anyrate our exit was fine as the dredger withdrew to one side & waved us through, while a couple of fishing boats joined in the exodus.
Motoring, as there was no
wind, we retraced our route along the south coast past the excavations at Akrotiri & turned northwards into the caldera. This gave us the chance to see the famous
crater from sea level, & realise how high were the cliffs where we had
stood the previous day, & how multicoloured with their icing of (mostly)
white houses. A swordfish leapt near the
astern a light breeze filled in & we were able to sail most of the way to
our next destination, the anchorage at Ormos Kolitzani on the
This was a delightful bay with a few scattered houses on the hillsides & clear water, which immediately beckoned for a swim.
Although Ios has a reputation as the ‘clubbers’ island the only noises to disturb us that night was the hoot of an owl, & the occasional jingle of sheep & goat bells as they grazed over the terraced hills.
We had a relaxed departure
from our peaceful anchorage the next day (Fri 14th May), motoring in
no wind, but as we cleared the island a light breeze, about 4 or 5 knots,
arrived & we were able to ghost along at a similar speed under sail. Mid morning we had a group of dolphin around
us intent on fishing, but when Doug tried he had the usual result. We reached
Here, with the help of the Harbour
Master, who summoned the local chandler, we obtained a plank, to walk!!!
between boat & quay. We had been
intending to get something since leaving Malta as Mediterranean ‘parking’ often
means there is quite a gap (to jump), but wood supplies mostly seem to be in
rather remote locations, so it has remained a round tuit. However
We utilised it to go for a stroll round the narrow winding streets of the old town, before finding a taverna for supper in one of them.
May) we spent the morning doing chores & provisioning. Then we caught a bus to the inland
After a stroll & snack in
Filoti we carried on down the hill to the next
That night was ‘disco’ night for the town & we could hear revellers until the very late early hours (about 6am). They probably got their come uppance when the church bells started ringing for Mass at 7 am, & kept on going!
We made a prompt departure
Although yachts are now
prohibited from using
With the wind now increasing as forecast more boats were arriving & there were several ‘barging’ episodes & some imaginative ‘parking’ until all were sorted.
On the Monday (18th
May) Sea Nymph departed. They had
collected their daughter & partner here yesterday, but needed water – not
available here yet. Having retied we
were asked by a group of young Germans in a Sun Odyssey 49 (Si Shirin) if they could come alongside us as they were not in
a good place. So it was late morning
before we could set off to
On Tuesday we headed back to
Town again, this time to take a ferry to the ancient island
& city of
While waiting we were entertained by the Town’s pelican mascots, again much photographed.
The ferry trip was interesting as the promised meltemi was already blowing & it was more of a roller coaster ride than a boat trip. The site dating from around 2500BC covers a huge area (most of the island) & is dedicated to the worship of Apollo. Amongst the ruins it is possible to see the layout of streets & houses, some with private pools & some amazingly complete mosaic floors. There is also a row of stone lions, although the originals are now in a museum on the site.
Finally we climbed to the
Wednesday the meltemi was still blowing so we hired a car for the day
& combined provisioning & laundry runs with some sightseeing further
afield on the island. We visited the
inland town of
We even found time to throw some buckets of water over the boat, who had again acquired a red sand coating, this time from a north wind bringing the dust.
May), still blowing & the forecast still saying N7, locally 8. We took
another trip into