Tiros Greece

Wind and sea on our nose as we sailed south from Navplion to the Peloponnese fishing village of Tiros. Good shelter in the tiny harbour and helpful locals which was just as well as we were being blown off and away as we tried to back onto the quay. Eventually we tied up and of course the wind died after our struggle - Sod's Law :O) It's easy to spot Tiros from the water as there are three windmills on the SE cliff and the village spreads easily out across the valley. We spent the best part of the evening sitting at the waters edge drinking a few Ouzos on ice and listening to the night jars. In ancient Greece Tiros was the place to worship Apollo Tyritis - guardian of the production of milk and cheese!

Internet Image - See the three windmills on the cliff:



And my photo looking back as we left for Spetzai Island - breakfast heat haze!

 

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Navplion

Fortress at entrance to harbor

One of many beautiful back streets

Wet concrete Greg!

Lovely spot to rest awhile

Komboloi I mistook for prayer beads when infact they are worry beads - seems a lot of Greeks 'worry' :O) Or perhaps with their beads they don't.

Spartacus territory:

Our lovely Sailing Holidays Friend 'Sam From Fowey'  on changeover day with his Flotilla in Navplion whilst we were there - this is his new hat - Bless him.

Nervous Groom:

And with much car horn tooting - the Bride arrives:

Palamidi Fortress - 999 steps up that thar cliff...

 

Koiladhia

We scooted into the south harbour of Ermioni for one night before heading up to Koiladhia, a lovely fishing village without pretensions. Here's just a few images from our day there:



Greek cats are really cute.

Greg making shade with his hat - 35 degrees today.

This little lady seems impervious to the heat in her knitted hat.

We ate three watermelon (?) lollies in a bid to cool down :O)

 

Anchor Tangles in Poros harbour

A very common daily occurrence - anchor knitting LOL

And bemused folk wondering what to do

This guy at least tried!

 

 

These two so busy shouting about right of way were inches from collision!

 

 

And a prize if you can spot the obvious mistake here!

 

It is totally amazing how many non-sailors are let loose with sailing yachts.

 

 

Poros at Sunset

Below the sleeping lady land shape to the left of the sunset, she has her knees up and a wind farm on her tummy :O)

 Sun setting over our bow:

Poros Greece

 

Poros is one of the little paradise islands, not too far from Athens.

 

One of many little backstreets.

Beautiful tiles in a bottle shop:

 

Always seats for two to share the evening breeze:

 

Cats home - the little black one watches Greg climb the steps:

Oleanders everywhere: