Órmos Abelike, Meganisi

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Karen & Richard
Wed 12 Aug 2009 20:31

Wednesday 12th August – Órmos Abelike, Meganisi

38:40.212N 20:47.369E

 

Today was our wedding anniversary – 20 years and no parole J

 

We were up early and out before it got really hot; we took the dinghy ashore onto the beach and went off for a walk over the hill to Port Vathi where we had previously moored up for the night.  We had been told it was a 10 minute walk but when we got to the beach and I asked someone who was wandering along the sand, he pointed us in the right direction and said it was a 25 minute walk.  Anna and Charlie were with us (Charlie is like Richard and will walk until every stone had been turned over) so Anna and I strolled along at the back chatting, clearly slowing them down, until much later and having climbed the mountain and down the other side, we arrived at Port Vathi.

 

It was still a nice village and we strolled around and did a bit of food shopping before heading back, again with Anna and me trailing behind.  Unfortunately the sun was getting high and we were far too hot to be smug when the guys couldn’t find the rough path from the road back down to the beach and so we stood in the shade until they finally found out where it had all gone wrong.

 

Finally back at our respective boats we were able to swim and cool off.  We ran the generator for a couple of hours and I took cover on the bow away from the noise.  Richard also took the opportunity to do some maintenance on the outboard engine.

 

This evening we decided to take the advice of the sign on the beach directing us to a taverna for dinner.  However, having set off from the beach up the hill in a different and far more treacherous direction (not even a path, just rocks) we realised that it was only good for mountain goats during daylight hours and would probably be suicidal on the return journey after dark and a drink.

 

Not ones to give up, we realised that the sign was directing us towards the next bay so we hopped back in the dinghy and within minutes we were at the tavernas in the next bay, which even had dinghy docks – so why didn’t it say that at the beach! 

 

Having looked at the menus for the two tavernas there, we chose one and had a lovely dinner of calamari and chips looking out over the bay, and we were able to find our way back on the dinghy with far less effort and in far less time than we would have if we had walked.