|Sappho's poetry on the harbourfront - remember it!|
|Playing on the foreshore of the old harbour|
|Past the sea wall and across the water there's Turkey|
|Enki sporting her new summer cover|
A lot has happened since then and most of it marvellous. We need no reminding of how fortunate we are and yes, we are still having way too much fun (thanks yet again to Angel Louise for the turn of phrase). But the bizarre plot twists around our Volvo Penta D3 engine strongly remind us of dark days at Port Napoleon. We're playing the waiting game again, and our minds have re-entered crazed hostage mode. When will he call? When will he come? Will he ever come? Will anyone ever come? When will we get out of here?
|The marina is a favoured exercise route for Mytilene walkers|
|Rain on the solar panels - which in sunshine give us all the power we need|
A quick note about our beloved D3 engine, which is a marine version of Volvo's sophisticated electronic car engines: it's an EVC-A model, built in 2004, the first in what is now a long series of D3 engines. And there's the rub. The early D3 engine electronic warning sensors keep their secrets very close to their chest. In subsequent models, Volvo Penta has trusted the end-user with more information. So, for example, in the latest EVC-E model, you don't get a bald red warning light, period. It flashes up an error code/s. To the lay person, an error code means zip, but not to a Volvo technician on a phone. He can enter it into his diagnostic software and bingo, here's your diagnosis, or at least a partial diagnosis, and with that you get a mechanic on the job, or at least order replacement parts.
|Alex works the phones|
|Ferries come and go daily in Mytilene harbour|
The other thing that's been exercising our minds a lot is the notion that Greece is in Europe, for crying out loud. What if this happened somewhere truly "remote"? Is this the right engine for where we are planning to go? (Just for good measure, Alex has taken the bold step of buying electronic cigarettes! Refills should be available everywhere - no?)
|The smoke is steam - he's willing, but his habit is an old one|
|Can e-cigs unseat the Malboro man?|
|The former estate of this derelict mansion is full of new apartments|
|Mytilene's church of Agios Therapon|
|Cherries on main street|
|Heirloom olive trees are all over the island|
Lesvos is a seriously agricultural island - olive oil and ouzo are big business - and tourism is very much a secondary business here. Nobody takes much notice of us, who are so obviously not from the island, though they're friendly enough. Even the neighbourhood butcher speaks a bit of English. He has cousins in Sydney. The guy who delivered our fuel - we are hopeful - was born in Sydney, but he likes it better here, he says.
|Most of Stathis' family live in Sydney. He was born there|
Lesvos weather is island weather - variable. We love watching the clouds piling up over the Turkish coast - real clouds, not metaphorical ones. But let's talk about those for a minute.
|Cloud build-up over Turkey|
Back to clouds though. Sea Cloud, a sister ship to Enki, has been in Mytilene for a couple of nights.
|Sea Cloud (in front) and Enki - the marina in quite empty|
|Ian and Cathy Cook|
Sea Cloud is owned by another Sydney couple, Ian and Cathy Cook, who bought her shortly before we bought Enki, and also in Europe from Swiss owners. When we met up with them last year in Gocek, we talked about maybe cruising together up this way this season. They've had a few problems with an alternator, and we're now out of action for a bit, so we're yet to share an anchorage, but this morning they set off for our bay, the bay where we saw the swordfish. We've enjoyed their company while they were here, and as they pulled out of the marina, they spoke confidently of our catching up with them in a few days. You need to believe it.
|Like peas in a pod - two HR48s flying the Australian flag|
|Sea Cloud heads north towards Limnos|