Sunday 10th June - Fiskardo, Kephalonia

Saturday 9^th June

Gareth and I managed to hitch a lift in a pickup truck down to the beach from Stavros that was much appreciated as it would have been a sweaty hot walk with all our gear back to the boat. Whilst we got the boat ready Viv went to look at the pots in the museum and then she hitched a ride down as well.

We had a nice sail out of Polis Bay across to Fiskardo back on Kephalonia but then decided to go back down the coast for a bit and found a lovely little bay about a mile and a half south of Fiskardo for the night.

We had a few day-trippers come into the bay at times but by 16:30 they had all left and we had the place to ourselves. I cleared a spot to put the tent up whilst Viv and Gareth prepared dinner. I reckon half the goats in Kephalonia must visit and pooh on the grassy patch above the beach, fortunately it was dry and easy to brush aside. Gareth spent his first night afloat in the boat tent and was lucky as it was flat calm and no passing traffic, although he did think he heard a turtle come up nearby in the night but  couldn’t spot it.

Gareth built a nice fire as it got dusk and we cleared the beach of driftwood and kept the goats at bay.

Sunday 10^th June

No rush to get up as we only had a mile and half to go to Fiskardo and as it was a beautiful hot sunny day without a cloud in the sky and a gentle breeze we motored into the harbour and found a little spot tucked in a corner to moor up. We found a nice little taverna with a balcony overlooking the entrance to the harbour and Kephalonia Channel to stop the night.

Poor old Viv has aggravated her Achilles tendon so spent the afternoon resting up whilst Gareth and I went swimming in the next cove.

Next door to the taverna are the ruins of a roman cemetery dating back to the 2^nd-4^th century AD, it looks like they used to extend under the road and probably under the footings of the tavern. It seems strange to be able to look into the old graves as you walk down to the beach.

Big trip tomorrow back across to Lefkas for Viv and I. Gareth is off researching buses to Argistoli to see if he can stay here another day and watch the England-France match tomorrow or whether he has to set off a day early to make sure he can get to the airport in time for his flight. It’s been nice having him aboard and he says he has enjoyed his sailing.