It was dead calm as we left Galaxidi for the 37 miles to Corinth, with the wind suddenly picking up on the bow for the final 5 miles into the harbour. En route we saw the largest pod of dolphins ever, with probably a hundred a half a mile from us. A couple did come and swim round the bow for a few minutes, rolling over on their backs and swimming belly up, but then they were gone.
The only sensible although not ideal place in Corinth for us was sideways on a berth where the 20kt wind was blowing us on, but with plenty of fenders it wasn’t an issue with two people offering to take our lines. It would have been different if we had needed to leave in a hurry!
Friday evening we were approached by a young French couple who had, the previous evening caught a massive blue fin tuna and were offering to sell some of it to us. We obliged and on Saturday and Sunday and Monday, dined on very delicious tuna!
Friday evening we were approached by a young French couple who had, the previous evening caught a massive blue fin tuna and were offering to sell some of it to us. We obliged and on Saturday and Sunday and Monday, dined on very delicious tuna!
On Saturday we got the bikes out and cycled the 5 miles to the ancient city of Corinth – see photos below and Sunday cycled the couple of miles round the bay to the canal entrance.
The strong easterly winds picked up again on Saturday evening, and as it was getting dark a 40 to 50 foot modern yacht turned up with about 6 chaps on board. They were clueless as we watched from the safety of Jacana! An Austrian chap was attempting to bring them along side. Their first attack was bows first, but this failed when they realised no one had got any lines ready. They ended up reversing over a couple of bouys, one of which must have got wrapped around their keel and they moved it about 50m into the main fairway. How it didn’t get wrapped round their prop we don’t know! Their second attempt was fast backwards, and despite lots of shouting from the (solid) harbour wall, the chap on the helm didn’t stop, and crashed into the wall with a horrible cracking sound! They immediately left at full throttle to the outer harbour dragging a stern line behind them. They were still afloat the following morning so hopefully not seriously damaged.
We also indulged in a ‘light’ Sunday lunch at Alexandras Taverna, where a year ago we had taken Fern. It was lovely to see Anastasis again. He hopes to be running a new family Taverna up in the mountains next year.
