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sawylUp early to see Constantinos on to the Flying Dolphin to Corfu. He had to get back home to sign a new employment contract before everyone goes away for their summer holidays and he didn't really fancy the idea of the 6 hour bus ride from to Athens. I can't say I really blame him.
We left Gaios around 11:30, via the southeastern harbour entrance — a rather tense affair, given that the boat draws two metres and the depth was just over two metres, but we made it without grounding. Once we were clear of Paxos, we set course for Levkada and debated our final destination, eventually plumping for Vasiliki. By mid-afternoon, the wind had got up sufficiently for us to carry the spinnaker and we made good time to the Preveza channel. Once past Preveza, we ran down to Vasiliki and arrived at around 18:00.
We decided not to bother mooring at the quay — the distance between the breakwater and the quay is such that it's hard to do in a big, heavy boat — and didn't like the idea of anchoring off the town with an onshore wind. Instead we decided to anchor in just around the corner from the town, in the lee of a small island with a church on it. We decided that we'd arrived too late to go ashore for supper so we had boat spaghetti. Yum!
We left Gaios around 11:30, via the southeastern harbour entrance — a rather tense affair, given that the boat draws two metres and the depth was just over two metres, but we made it without grounding. Once we were clear of Paxos, we set course for Levkada and debated our final destination, eventually plumping for Vasiliki. By mid-afternoon, the wind had got up sufficiently for us to carry the spinnaker and we made good time to the Preveza channel. Once past Preveza, we ran down to Vasiliki and arrived at around 18:00.
We decided not to bother mooring at the quay — the distance between the breakwater and the quay is such that it's hard to do in a big, heavy boat — and didn't like the idea of anchoring off the town with an onshore wind. Instead we decided to anchor in just around the corner from the town, in the lee of a small island with a church on it. We decided that we'd arrived too late to go ashore for supper so we had boat spaghetti. Yum!
