Meganisi and back...

Moored up with the fishing boat after a wet crossing.

Spartochorie nestling above the yachts.

 Saturday this week we attended the coming of age party of Tim he was sixty coming on eighty five, and Anna held a surprise party for him at Vlicho yacht club.  It was of course the worst kept secret of the new millennium but Tim acted with due discretion as though the whole thing was an entire shock.  Happy birthday Tim, things can only go downhill from here onwards.

Sunday Morning and Sanny and I had planned to go to Spillia bay on Meganisi island for a few days R&R.  When we got up it was raining cats and dogs with thunder rattling around the hills so rather than risk upsetting her with a rough passage we decided to stay put in the marina.  All things which normally get stowed when we move were put back into there normal living positions and we settled back for a day of watching telly while the rain came down.  Then it stopped.  Sanny says, it's stopped, shall we go!  The sun came out and breaks in the clouds begin to appear, so we quickly disconnect the mains supply and cast off.   Just clear of the Lefkas canal, about 30 minutes or so out from the marina and the heavens opened again.  It throw it down for about an hour or so until we got to Scorpios island, we were cold and wet to the skin but then the sun broke clear again we carried on for the next hour or so to Meganisi.

The view down from Spartochorie

Deb, Jez, Sanny & I having a meal at the brothers Grimm!

Spillia bay is a peaceful and idyllic location with the beautiful village of  Spartochorie towering above the bay.  We last visited the place in a yacht seventeen years ago on floatilla with Allen and Jean and we moored very nearly in the same place.  It has altered in that time but is still very much a haven of peace and tranquillity.  We spent three days there and met some wonderful people, what an eclectic mix life throws at you when abroad on the waters.  We had a meal out in the village on Monday night and met a couple there on holiday and he tested condoms for a living, well not just condoms but all sorts of other things as well.  Some people get all the good jobs!  Tuesday Deb and Jez came by, so we went out to the brothers Grimm for a meal that night.  The Brother have the taverna nearest to the mooring at the end of the bay, they are sometimes referred to as "Tom & Jerry" and they have not spoken to each other since biblical times but they still successfully run the business together, only in Greece.

We had a walk across the island to Vathi and back while we were there, this is a very easy five miles as it follows the coast around and thus only undulations and not mountains to climb.

Home now for a rest for a few day before Sanny gets her knickers in a twist whilst preparing for the wedding of the year which she has been using as an excuse for the last decade or so.  more on that next week (maybe Friday as the wedding is Thursday) methinks.