So I last left you in a sweet little place south of the island of Aegina. I’ve been to Aegina a zillion times but never on my own sailboat. It was barren and quiet. Rather bizarre. Only 2 other boats anchored over night. The next morning we had a few other (dumb-ass) chartering visitors, and by noon…. they were all gone. It was magical. We had the whole place to are selves. Where? In frickin’ Aegina! Phenomenal! So we just… stayed there!!
Under the watch of a peculiar rock cat.
We had plenty of provisions and we just took it all in.
We cooked, checked out the beach, plenty of swimming, stayed cool, watched a bit of traffic but were never disturbed. I couldn’t have asked for anything else more!
After 2 days the fish got bored of us so we decided to see “something” else.
We passed the harbor of Perdika and got a boats-eye view of the Camera Obscura my friend Gustav built over 10 years ago. Due to lack of funding it’s closed and falling apart… a shame… some things just can’t last forever.
As I said, it was a quick little ride so a beer was preferred from sailing. Plus the wind was minimal and the sun brutal. As we got close to Moni the traffic increased and my fears became a reality. The little harbor was absolutely jam packed with yachts, sailboats and water taxis zipping in and out. Not my cup of tea…. at all! Naturally we carried on and checked out the northwest part of the island.
Et Viola! An other jackpot. The sea bed was a thin layer of sand over a rock plate, but the winds were behaving so we stayed put. Plenty of swimming, eating napping… hey, I even broke out the dinghy cover I made last year. It was a beautiful night, warm and quiet! The night sky was amazing and we stayed up until 3 am!
But…… all good things come to an end and I was rudely awaken at 5am by the braying of sheep and the hiss of serpents. And it was coming from the northwest putting ol’ Zoot’s butt a tad to close to the rocks. Not in the mood to experiment we head back to our first little paradisaical haven. Early in the afternoon I laid my head down for a nap. Within 10 minutes we were surrounded by over 10 charter boats anchoring like idiots way to close, making a fuss…. so we head to the main port of Aegina were my crew jumped ship to go home (with her camera…no, it wasn’t something I did or said. It was in the plan). Boy, is it weird to walk on terra firma after 5 days, let alone walking among a horde of humans!
That night I was alone again contemplating the past days. I’d anchored outside the port marina and it was a bit noisy… at least the beach club was playing tolerable old disco… like Michael Jackson. 5am…. you guessed it….braying and hissing again. W.T.F.! But I was well anchored and went back to bed. The next morning I went shopping for fresh fruit and veggies, 20lit drinking water, 40lit general(?) water, 25lit diesel, another 40lit general water…. hey, that’s over 125 kilos of hauling with the dinghy! Feeling a bit bored and tired I called a buddy Giannis, whos mooring is next to mine back home, who said was in Perdika with his boat and 2 sons. So off I went to meet up, raft up with him on the finger peer…. and completely vegged out for the next 3 days! Coffee shops and taverns, civilization and no internet!
That Saturday we read the meltemi was kicking up again. I decided to return Zoot Allures to the home mooring. Giannis was returning as well. We had a beautiful motorsail back to Sounio. And it was also great to have company! Except for the traffic!
We rafted up under the temple of Poseidon and polished off a bottle of scotch. At 5am sharp, yup, you guessed it… them damn sheepshes and snakes!. That’s it! I’m getting a rifle!!! I lay awake in the cockpit (until I passes out) and watched a show of falling stars. It was the Perseid meteor shower, what were the chances of that!
Next morn we headed up the last stretch and took a beating. It was a “ride ’em bronco” situation. It was sweet to be back on my mooring. The next morning was ridiculously windy! Probably a F8. The wind would pick up the sea in a cloud! My raymarine alarm was going off so often I turned it off! I managed to row to my dinghy mooring but didn’t dare get close to stepping off. I tied it up and…. I swam it!
So I’m wrapping up a week at the farm house in Nafplio with family and friends and BBQs. Got another week to do a little cruise or……
ps… maybe I’ll find a used bazooka at the flee market!?!
pss… I’m come to the conclusion that I can’t combine the farm house and Zoot Allures. The preferred anchorage is 10km away and I just can’t leave the boat like that. I’ve seen so much stupidity by other chartering sailboats that it just isn’t prudent. And the way the winds blew this season… forgetaboutit! And I think I’ve gotten soft or spoiled enjoying having company. Pondering thoughts.