|Dusk in the gulf of Volos, looking towards the Pelion range|
But we are in Greece where, prompted by the deeply suggestive Greek geography and language, snatches of remembered myth about the crowd on Mt Olympus float readily to the surface of the mind, and I often find myself wondering if the various plot twists in Enki's summer two-hander are providing sufficient amusement for the gods... yet.
I am sitting with my right hand resting above my heart (thanks to the back-up medical team on Sea Cloud for their advice), and typing with one finger. Alex is now in charge of everything requiring two hands and contact with water. Surprisingly, that does leave a few things for me to do on the boat - I can still lower and raise the anchor with the foot-operated deck button, for example. Now I sense your confusion. So why did she need to have her hand near....as I said, no need to know too much. We have had a few problems this season with the fabulous new bow roller, and we will get it modified over the winter. Alex's back agrees.
|Kkalkis bridge, looking from the north side|
|Evia island. from the channel north of Khalkis|
I'd wanted to go south via the Evia channel because I've been reading a book on and off for a year or more called Travelling Heroes, byBritish historian Robin Lane Fox. It's a bit dense, but the heroes in question are Greeks who lived on Evia in the 8th century BC and took their culture and gods as far west as Italy and as far east as Lebanon (using the modern names for these places). The two most important city-states of the seven on Evia were Khalkis and Eretria. I wanted to at least pass by these towns, knowing they were well beyond their prime, but still, the waterway and the mountains don't change over two or three millenia, do they?
|Fishing village in O. Vathoudhi, gulf of Volos|
|Lighthouse on Aryironisis in the Trikeri channel|
The gulf of Volos sits to the north of Evia, so we followed the wind down pretty much, and the sailing has been amongst the best so far, with relatively flat water and fine strong breezes.
|Lazy sailing with reefed genoa and 7 knots is plenty fast|
|Rafted up to Lariella, and Capt Gene, on the quay at Khalkis|
|Freighter comes through open bridge from south|
|Freighter goes south before us and yacht waits for quay berth|
|The Khalkis bridge the next morning from the south anchorage|
|The suspension bridge a little further south has air space galore|
|Enki anchored off the beach in Eretria harbour|