anticipation
I'm sorry that my blog entries are currently sparse. Somehow I just do not have the energy and motivation, every day more or less full report in writing to. Maybe has to do what with the fact that I fly home in 9 days. And I'm looking forward to crazy. Therefore, only the half Vollstänigkeit: from Kythira (where we spent another day) we went to Kaglio on the east side of the Mani peninsula in the Peloponnese (which is the "middle finger" if you will). Cute little village. It's amazing how different the villages look here than on the islands of the Aegean. Stone houses instead of whitewashed cubes but usually very green and steep mountain slopes around it. Looking out a bit like in France, I think, and makes a somewhat milder than the impression but sometimes quite steep and barren islands. From
Kaglio it was on to Gerolimin, another Mani village. The village is quite influenced by tourism and consist mainly of taverns and boarding houses and a small beach, but there is a mass rush it. No wonder, by land, it is already quite a driving, until you arrive down here.
we are now in Methoni, a Venetian port town in the far southwest of the Peloponnese. I must say that to me before this trip was not clear how big the Venetian empire in the early modern times. I mean, it was already clear to me that Venice was rich and influential, but I was introduced to me as more a thriving commercial city and good diplomatic relations by marriage and such a thing. have from the sheer military power, which embodies the Venetians in the Aegean and Ionian Sea, I had no idea. We have been on a little island and hardly a place on the mainland, where there was not a Venetian castle. And these are fortifications that have washed up.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Motel Mount Sterling Illinois
sailing weather
There you go, do go. For the first time in a long time to us is the weather gracious and we sail with nearly calm sea towards Antikythira. When we clock about 13 just before the harbor entrance are, however, brings us the weather report back to the earth. Wind force 6 to 7 in Northeast, he says advance for the next 24 hours. The only port of Antikythira is open to the north like a barn door. Here we will not be surprised by high waves from the north. We resolve therefore to drive right after Kapsali on Kythira. Today Sascha
There you go, do go. For the first time in a long time to us is the weather gracious and we sail with nearly calm sea towards Antikythira. When we clock about 13 just before the harbor entrance are, however, brings us the weather report back to the earth. Wind force 6 to 7 in Northeast, he says advance for the next 24 hours. The only port of Antikythira is open to the north like a barn door. Here we will not be surprised by high waves from the north. We resolve therefore to drive right after Kapsali on Kythira. Today Sascha
Does Herpes Get Worse
The Rabbit God
pays his tribute to the lack of sleep the last few days. The pitching him out of the skin slippers and after he has his breakfast gepieen overboard, he stretches out on the cockpit Bank and sleeps through the rest of the day.
We think about it today to go after Antikythira hold, but then to our original Plan set to make a stop on Gramvousa. This small island at the extreme north-western tip of Crete is served by a number of excursion boats, which sell hundreds of tourists during the day here. There is a tour of a Venetian castle and a small beach. Late afternoon, hit the ships and tourists again and the uninhabited islet is again the fishermen and some amateur sailors that: it will here.
When we try to cast our anchor in the bay comes a dinghy approached. In the best of Viennese explains the occupant, that we can set up short at one of the Mooringbojen. His name is Costa and Austria-Greek half beings. Funnily enough, we find later still found that he is just that Costa, the mooring we had used almost in Chania.
Costa is already almost two weeks here and has made friends with the fishermen in the bay. Ado, he invites us to her for evening meal. He also queried via radio from the fishermen, if we can moor at the small pier. We must, as the fishing boat that is usually here, this night remains in Kastelli.
We use the remaining daylight for a walk to the castle, which is actually quite impressive. We also have to admit that the island is populated with rabbits, not wild rabbits, but rabbits, white colored in white and black pied.
Since we do not want to eat at the expense of others, we cook on board noodles with vegetables and only then go to the gathering of fishermen and boaters near the small chapel.
The fishermen often spend the days between their fishing trips in the protection of the island, especially if the weather is too rough to drive every night back to Kastelli. And they have to eat something so they have a grill placed on the terrace of the chapel, where they eat a part of their catch themselves. Costa has made manifest in recent days and weeks that it is a small social event, when he unceremoniously invited all lying in the bay boat crews also added. So we stumble into a real feast to which everyone has contributed something (we are only a bottle of red wine and some pretzels ...). There are lobster with spaghetti, grilled octopus, barracuda and Mediterranean nor any other grilled fish, ribs, salads and several bottles of this wine. Although we are already fed up when we arrive, we are compelled to try by all, at least. In the end we get even half a Barracuda and most of octopus for the next day on their way. Now we learn
also what it has with the rabbit up. One of the fishermen, who looks with his little gray curls, his beard and his powerful shoulders like a statue come to life Zeus, brings every now and then rabbits with small hand-reared on the island and exposes them here. Legal is probably not, the island is a nature reserve and the rabbits do mostly what they do best: eat and reproduce. The fisherman has so but an emergency supply for a rainy day and once a year he makes with the shotgun that the inventory does not take the upper hand and then moves with a boat full of roast rabbit home.
pays his tribute to the lack of sleep the last few days. The pitching him out of the skin slippers and after he has his breakfast gepieen overboard, he stretches out on the cockpit Bank and sleeps through the rest of the day.
We think about it today to go after Antikythira hold, but then to our original Plan set to make a stop on Gramvousa. This small island at the extreme north-western tip of Crete is served by a number of excursion boats, which sell hundreds of tourists during the day here. There is a tour of a Venetian castle and a small beach. Late afternoon, hit the ships and tourists again and the uninhabited islet is again the fishermen and some amateur sailors that: it will here.
When we try to cast our anchor in the bay comes a dinghy approached. In the best of Viennese explains the occupant, that we can set up short at one of the Mooringbojen. His name is Costa and Austria-Greek half beings. Funnily enough, we find later still found that he is just that Costa, the mooring we had used almost in Chania.
Costa is already almost two weeks here and has made friends with the fishermen in the bay. Ado, he invites us to her for evening meal. He also queried via radio from the fishermen, if we can moor at the small pier. We must, as the fishing boat that is usually here, this night remains in Kastelli.
We use the remaining daylight for a walk to the castle, which is actually quite impressive. We also have to admit that the island is populated with rabbits, not wild rabbits, but rabbits, white colored in white and black pied.
Since we do not want to eat at the expense of others, we cook on board noodles with vegetables and only then go to the gathering of fishermen and boaters near the small chapel.
The fishermen often spend the days between their fishing trips in the protection of the island, especially if the weather is too rough to drive every night back to Kastelli. And they have to eat something so they have a grill placed on the terrace of the chapel, where they eat a part of their catch themselves. Costa has made manifest in recent days and weeks that it is a small social event, when he unceremoniously invited all lying in the bay boat crews also added. So we stumble into a real feast to which everyone has contributed something (we are only a bottle of red wine and some pretzels ...). There are lobster with spaghetti, grilled octopus, barracuda and Mediterranean nor any other grilled fish, ribs, salads and several bottles of this wine. Although we are already fed up when we arrive, we are compelled to try by all, at least. In the end we get even half a Barracuda and most of octopus for the next day on their way. Now we learn
also what it has with the rabbit up. One of the fishermen, who looks with his little gray curls, his beard and his powerful shoulders like a statue come to life Zeus, brings every now and then rabbits with small hand-reared on the island and exposes them here. Legal is probably not, the island is a nature reserve and the rabbits do mostly what they do best: eat and reproduce. The fisherman has so but an emergency supply for a rainy day and once a year he makes with the shotgun that the inventory does not take the upper hand and then moves with a boat full of roast rabbit home.
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