28th October - Agios Nikolaos, Crete

At last we’re safely settled in our winter berth in Agios Nikolaos marina on the northeast coast of Crete. 

Judging by the warm welcome we got from the other over-wintering folk when we met them at the regular Sunday BBQ yesterday, we think we’re going to like it here.

In Vlikhada marina on Santorini we soon got fed up with the suspense of not knowing when a weather window would open to get us the last 75 miles to Crete.  Our mood wasn’t helped by the fact that the marina entrance there is open to the southeast, the direction of the wind and swell. Finally, the wind went round westerly one night. All night the swell was crashing over the seawall onto us, drenching the deck with seawater, but the wind direction was good to sail south to Crete.

We set off mid-morning into a swell big enough that we had to put our harnesses on for safety.  Everything that wasn’t well stowed down below went flying about as we lurched and rolled all over the place.  The wind let us sail for 10 miles or so, but then it fell too light to fill the sails in the rough sea. So the engine went on and stayed on until we reached Crete.  At least the swell eased until we were purring along in almost calm water by the end of it. 

We made landfall at Ag Ioannis Point at midnight and decided to anchor for the night in Spinalonga lagoon just around the corner.  We inched in on the chartplotter in the dark and dropped the hook in a small inlet half way down the lagoon. A blessed silence fell when we stopped the engine.

When we woke next morning we found ourselves in an idyllic bay under a rocky hill with the town of Elounda on the far shore.  At the entrance to the lagoon stands a rocky island enclosed by massive Venetian fortress walls.  If you’ve read Victoria Hislop’s novel ‘The Island’ you’ll know all about Spinalonga island and its poignant history as a leper colony until 1957 when a cure for the disease was found.  Its sick inhabitants were sent here and forced to stay until they died or recovered. The little landing stage and the arched gateway into the fort are a grim reminder that for most of those who arrived here, there was no way out. Nowadays the island is deserted and visited only by tourists but it still has a desolate air, even on a sunny day.  

This is our last blog entry for 2010.  We are looking forward to being shore-based for a while, to making new friends, to exploring the island’s ancient sites and beautiful countryside……and to going home to Devon to visit friends and family.  Goodbye for now, and see you in the spring!

14 October - Naxos to Santorini

NAXOS – OUR VISITORS DEPART




After Brian and Marion's departure (2nd of October) on the Blue Star ferry to Athens to catch their flight to the UK - the Aegean weather decided to get rough. It started with a distinct change in the wind from "breezy" to "blustery". The temperature dropped and winds were either too strong or from the wrong direction to continue our journey towards Crete.

With only a tantalising 116 nm to go, we were starting to wonder if the Aegean weather was going to cooperate. In the end it would be a total of ten days before Makarma could finally leave Naxos.


“THE MOST DANGEROUS EQUIPMENT ON A SAILBOAT IS A CALENDAR”



One morning at 06.30 we were brought out on deck by a loud thump and our Swiss neighbour swearing in German! A 54 foot charter boat trying to leave the harbour had lost control in the wind and was blown sideways on to our quay and across four boats. Luckily we were spared damage by being a few inches shorter than our neighbours on either side.

The Aegean weather conditions can prove dangerous for inexperienced crews trying to get their charter boats back to base to avoid payment of additional “late return” fees.




The strong winds also wreaked a bit of havoc on land as well, cutting off the Naxos electricity supply - the marina was without electricity for a while but we were able to keep Makarma’s lights on using our solar panels and batteries.


A LUCKY BREAK?

Our fresh water pump sprung a leak while we were waiting out the weather. We carry 750 litres of fresh water onboard. It is a pressurized system so if the cracked plastic coupling had completely ruptured it would have pumped all our fresh water into the bilge!



Water in the islands is very precious. We replaced the faulty coupling with a metal one and grafted on an external one-way valve that will get us to Crete. Ho hum, I was looking forward to having to ‘survive’ by drinking beer from the stores cupboard…


THE RUN FOR MIRSINI (SKHINOUSA ISLAND)

After ten frustrating days in Naxos the wind eased and went westerly enough to allow us to make a move at last. Our objective was a small anchorage in the harbour at Mirsini on the island of Skhinousa, south east of Naxos.



As the only boat at anchor in Mirsini we had a wonderfully peaceful night although we were somewhat surprised when this very large Blue Star ferry arrived at the harbour’s tiny quay to drop off passengers early in the following morning!


PASSAGE TO SANTORINI

The strategy of moving to an island southeast of Naxos paid off as the next day’s easterly wind allowed us to sail close hauled for Santorini.


[Approaching the volcanic island of Santorini]

Santorini (or Nisos Thira as it is called by the locals) is unique. The “island” is actually the rim of an active volcano. The caldera is some 10 km in diameter! The caldera is too deep to anchor in (unless you have a thousand feet of chain on board) – so we headed for the south tip of the island and Vlikhada Marina. The winds favoured sailing down the east side of Santorini and under the site of the ancient city of Thira.


[Vlikhada Marina on the south end of Santorini]

Aside from the approach to the harbour being complicated and poorly marked, the entrance to Vlikhada marina silts up and it was uncertain that Makarma with her 2m draft would be able to get in. With Cathy conning on the bow, we managed to negotiate the sandbar with less than 2 inches of water under the keel! Great fun after a long journey.

The weather window for sailing onwards to Crete closed shortly after we arrived. It again looked as if it would be several days before we could sail again, so we decided to hire a car and explore the island.




The edge of the Santorini caldera rises almost vertically 1000 feet out of the sea and is just as deep under the water. The view over the edge from another ten feet forward…



The landscape of Santorini is a very stark – scorched earth, black sand beaches, and vertical drops down into the caldera. Horizontal bands of black volcanic rock mark the past history of violent eruptions.



This is looking out toward the centre of the caldera. The closest island is Palea Kameni (Old Kameni) and in the distance is Nea Kameni (New Kameni). As the names suggest, Nea Kameni is the latest island to appear from volcanic eruptions. These “islands” are actually cooled lava plugs that are capping the core of the volcano.



Very large cruise ships hold on-station (too deep to anchor) while tenders shuttle the tourists ashore at the base of the main town of Thira (or Fira if you are Greek), where they ascend the last 1000 feet to the top by riding on a mule or taking the cable car.



Thira is a real jewel box of a town to look at - but it is a tourist hell! The small pedestrian walkways are filled with hundreds (maybe thousands) of people shuffling along taking photos of the view and buying postcards in the tourist shops.

Thira is also noted for its very over-priced tourist cafes (e.g., 14 euros for two small bottled beers and a toasted sandwich) that no self-respecting Greek would ever frequent in a lifetime. Not our scene at all.


IA - THE REAL JEWEL OF SANTORINI

At the very northern tip of Santorini is the town of Ia. It is a good 10 km from Thira, so not many trippers make the time to go there. This is good news as the alleyways are far less crowded with tourists and the place is delightful.



Ia is the posh end of Santorini and boasts very expensive private villas with lots of infinity swimming pools overlooking the caldera.



The town is very pretty and clings to the top of the hill like snow. There are several old windmills and the ruins of a Venetian fort on the far point overlooking the sea.


[A gulet under sail in the caldera glides past Ia]

The views are spectacular - but having seen the pictures of Mount St Helen when it blew - I think you have to be a bit crazy to live on the edge of an active volcano!


THE IA MARITIME MUSEUM

Ia has a small but excellent Maritime Museum, which contains many interesting artefacts. Its collection of odd bits and bobs seem to cover anything nautical from Columbus to Cook.



Leighton thought this ship’s figurehead bore a striking resemblance to Margaret Thatcher(!).



There was an amazing collection of old photographs of Santorini and the maritime activities that went on there.



There was also a very interesting collection of ship building tools. This bellows was used to get the coal fires burning on one of the early steam-powered vessels that took over from sail.


THE BIG BANG

The Santorini eruption is credited with wiping out the Minoan civilization in Crete (1647 – 1628 BC). When the volcano erupted, cold seawater rushed into the superheated crater and the explosion that followed was estimated to be some five times that of Krakatoa. Crete is only 60 miles further south and it is believed a 300 foot tsunami resulting from the eruption wiped out all the coastal towns on the northern side of Crete.


AKROTIRI AND “ATLANTIS” ?

There is Neolithic evidence of human occupation on Santorini that predates 3000 BC.
The Minoans had also settled here. Akrotiri is a complete Minoan city with three storey buildings that were buried under volcanic ash. The site is currently closed to the public while excavation work is underway but we were able to have a brief look at what was going on.



This is the site of the Akrotiri excavations. Glass roofs cover whole Minoan streets. It has been called the “Pompeii of the Aegean” and is classified as one of the world’s most important archaeological sites.

The city was abandoned long before the massive eruption took place – as unlike Pompeii, no bodies were found in the ash and very little jewellery or small personal belongings. This would indicate that the people of Akrotiri had adequate warning (perhaps from earthquakes) and might have left Santorini, either for Crete or further north into the other Aegean islands before the big eruption took place.

Many of the site’s discoveries are on display in the Thira Archaeological Museum and others are in Athens.



The “Blue Monkey Room” is an example of one of the recovered murals at the Akrotiri site. Complete rooms have been discovered brightly decorated with painted wall murals. These are giving archaeologists and scholars new insights into the sophistication of the Minoan civilization, culture and daily life.



The Minoans were creative potters and many examples are still being recovered from the site at Akrotiri.



Some of our favourites were the elegant bird-shaped pitchers like this one, decorated with bright colours and images of flowers, birds and dolphins.



It has been possible to make plaster casts of wooden objects such as this elegantly carved three-legged table that would have been burned up in the volcanic ash.



The Minoans were also very skilled in the art of metal craft as illustrated by this gold ibex used as a votive offering.



There is also the mystery of Minoan writing. Here are samples of “Linear A” an un-deciphered Minoan script on clay tablets.


ANCIENT THIRA

This was the highlight of our trip to Santorini.

On the southeast side of Santorini lie the extensive ruins of the ancient city of Thira. On foot it takes well over an hour to climb the twisting path the 1000 feet to the top. We drove up a precipitous road almost to the top, and then walked out to the point.



The site overlooks Santorini’s airport – and it was a bit surreal to look down on the top of 737s coming in for a landing!



The hilltop site of ancient Thira was occupied by Minoans, Greeks, Romans, and Venetians. There are layer upon layer of thousands of years of occupation.



The site occupies a fantastic vantage point overlooking the sea in both directions. We sailed along this coast and could see the ruins on top of the ridge from the boat.



It was a real treat to come across an object like this one below. A bronze dish at the entrance of a temple fixed into a stone with lead - perhaps used like a vessel for holy water(?). It is fascinating to think this object was in common use in some ritual over 3000 years ago. It is almost magical to be able to touch it as many might have also done before me.



AND FINALLY…

THE BOUTARI WINE TASTING

We visited the Boutari winery for a taste of some of the some of the unique Santorini wines. Cathy was able to reminisce about an earlier boat trip to Santorini to collect Vinsanto dessert wine for friends on Naxos.



The traditional Santorini grape vines are pruned and trained into a circular “basket”. This provides the vine with its own support, allows air to circulate around the grapes, and captures moisture. Some of these baskets are several hundred years old. The vineyard’s biggest problem has been people cutting off the baskets in the winter (thinking the hibernating vine was dead) and using it as a decoration!

AND OUR TOP AWARD GOES TO…

Santorini’s only “Slow Food Restaurant” and their hand carved wooden sign! 10/10.




THE FINAL LEG OF THE JOURNEY

We are keen to complete our journey for this season. Winds willing, we will soon set sail on the final leg - the 70 miles from Santorini to our winter quarters in Agios Nikolaos, Crete. Although it is less than the distance of an overnight English channel crossing, we have learned to treat the Aegean Sea with great respect.

3rd October-Naxos, Cyclades

Marion and Brian Edwards from Bovey join us in Porto Heli for 10 days on board.

Here they are, arriving on the fast catamaran from Athens. After a short shake-down sail to remind them which ropes to pull on, we set off just before first light to Serifos, our first island stop in the windy Aegean 70 miles away. The wind was quite light, but a big leftover swell made those that hadn't quite got their sealegs feel queasy, and Brian to his dismay was actually sick. His pride was injured more than anything!

We anchored in Serifos harbour just after nightfall. The next day revealed a cluster of white Cycladic houses perched on top of the hill, shrouded in early morning mist.

Brian and Marion energetically walked all the way to the top – we caught the bus halfway up.

At the top, we saw many of the cliché’d ingredients of these islands – winding alleyways; blue-domed churches; donkeys;

and an ancient windfarm.......

More local colour was provided by a splendidly moustachio’d knife salesman who was proud to pose for the camera.


A fresh southerly breeze gave us a brilliant beam reach for 30 miles across to Paros the next day. Passing the jagged Portes rocks at the entrance to Paroikia bay on Paros, we were shocked to realise that we were passing the scene of Greece’s worst ferry disaster exactly ten years to the day after it happened.

On 26th September 2000 the ferry Samina Express struck these rocks in a gale and sank, and over 80 people drowned. It was nothing short of miraculous that 400 of the 500 on board were rescued.

Paroikia, the capital of Poros has a beautiful church which is reputed to be the finest in the Cyclades. You don’t see many baptismal fonts shaped like this one which would give you a good underwater ducking!


With continuing southerlies, we spend a couple of nights in the delightful surroundings of Ormos Naoussa, a bay on the north side of Paros. Then a short hop across to Naxos town marina.

Because we hadn’t managed to get Marion and Brian to Santorini in the boat because of the wind direction, they caught the ferry for a daytrip there.

We know Naxos well, having spent some time staying at David Chater’s house here. It’s the largest and most fertile of the Cyclades islands. We hadn’t unexpected to be back, but we enjoyed exploring the island again – this time by car with the Edwards.


It was a whistle-stop tour that took in a byzantine chapel, the temple to Apollo, good views and a half-carved marble kouros still lying in its quarry bed.







The highlight was lunch in a shady taverna hidden away in Koronas in the hills – no menu, we ate what they’d cooked that day – a plate of tender pork in tomato sauce.

Brian gets our lunchtime drinks from the spring nearby.

The Edwards left us yesterday to catch the ferry back to Athens. They are perfect boat guests and we much enjoyed having them to stay. It gave us an excuse for some good meals ashore and a reason to do some of the touristy things we normally shun – like an entertaining bouzouki concert in the kastro at Naxos.


We are now a tantalising 120 miles from our winter quarters in Crete but the meltemi has decided to delay the home stretch. The meltemi is the prevailing northerly wind in the Aegean that blows up to gale force in the summer, and it should have eased a little by now. No chance. Strong winds are forecast for the next week so it looks like we’ll be here for a while. Thinking the kedge won’t be up to keeping us off the pier in a strong wind from astern, Leighton dives down to secure two stern lines to a substantial mooring chain on the seabed. We watch the last calm sunset over the harbour before the wind arrives - reasonably confident that the lines will allow us to sleep easy.