|Mainland anchorage called O. Vatha, opposite Levkas|
This is our third August in the Med, and perhaps our last. We know now that lots of European cruisers don't stay with their boats in August. We've met them at Gouvia marina, handing over a month's berthing fees, charged at high season rates. No regrets. They'll be back to sail again in September when the heat is less gruelling and the crowds are starting to thin.
|Dakos salad - rusk, tomato, feta|
|A long cool espresso - called freddo|
|Then there's frozen yoghurt...|
|The wondrous awning|
|Brew of choice|
|Camera of choice|
|The winner writes history|
We came down from Corfu on a day which promised breeze and only sporadically delivered, and by 8.30 pm, just as the moon was coming up, were anchored in the shallow bay around from the Preveza town quay. After dinner I crouched on the companionway steps while Alex and Claudia did the dishes and read out loud to them from Eric Newby's book On the Shores of the Mediterranean. Newby wrote a very nice chapter about visiting marshy, mosquito-ridden Preveza in which he imagined the battle of Actium - which changed the course of the Roman empire. Neither Preveza nor Mark Antony's troubles had much appeal to his wife Wanda, it seems.
|Claudia walks the wall of Nikopolis|
|Glorious frescoes from 6th century AD approx|
|Nikopolis Odeon - small theatre - close to restored|
|Men at work on the Odeon (and below)|
There were no taxis or buses.
|Short cut from the necropolis to the main road|
|Card games at the crossroads cafe|
Now, a museum is somewhere I'll always give the benefit of the doubt. But as we were walking - and there was no footpath, just a very narrow verge and a white line between us and the on-coming traffic - I wondered what kind of archeological museum would be so far from the site. There's actually not a lot of Octavian's Nikopolis left to see, and I had a sinking feeling that the same might be the case at the museum, should it even be open.
|Masterpiece of the Nikopolis museum|
They weren't there. Just us, and a bit later, an Indian family wandered in. Everyone else, I guess, was in the water.
We're now looking ahead at weather coming across the Ionian, wanting a bit of wind, preferably from the north, to sail to the east coast of Sicily. We take with us from Greece a new and successfully installed 4kg Candy washing machine.
Now that was a hot job.
|You had to be there|
|It can be done!|