And the Best of the Rest ...

I could talk about sailing in Greece forever, but my B.U. colleagues have been politely encouraging me to wind up this marvellous adventure, so they can take their turn at reporting some of the other exciting things we've been up to this summer.

And so, I have to try and give you the rest of our adventures in a nutshell.

The last few days were spent sailing between different ports on those 2 wonderful islands of Kephalonia and Ithaca. We all love them both, but as Ithaca is a bit quieter, it gets our top vote.

We continued to have lots of fun, in particular when it came to helping our male minder celebrate a special birthday. We'll let you into a secret, it was his 50th! This doesn't seem so old to some of our more venerable members such as Jimmy and Ungi, but to youngsters such as myself and Louis it does seem quite old, although our minders don't appear old at all.

It wasn't a coincidence that we were on flotilla for the big birthday, it had been planned that way, as our minder couldn't think of anything he'd rather be doing on this auspicious day. A great day it was too. While we were strolling round the harbour after breakfast, our boat was boarded and decorated with the led crew's birthday flag (seen above flying with our Norfolk flag), lots of balloons and banners.

We had a race on leaving harbour, which we didn't win, but who cared?, then a fairly slow sail, searching for wind, and a pleasant hour or two at anchor in a delightful bay swimming and sunbathing. We moored that night at Big Vathi and, at the group meal that evening, the lead crew presented the birthday cake they had made. We were thrilled to see it was in the shape of a bear - clearly in honour of us bears ...

Even though it hadn't risen as it should (something to do with confusion over flour types in Greek) but there was plenty to go around and it was truly scrumptious, except for the ears which were made of cardboard. It was our first taste of a yoghurt cake and was a taste we must experience again (note to self - talk to Chef Oakley).

The next highlight was our evening rafting up at Polis Bay. There is nothing there except peace and quiet and nature at its best. See what we mean ...

We started the evening with a blindfolded race on upturned dinghies which we won by miles! In the absence of a taverna we all rowed ashore for a beach barbecue, with the most fabulous array of salads, and one of our favourite competitions, the best cocktail competition. This time we learned from our mistakes of our previous attempt (3 years ago). We kept the ingredients simple, but the decoration fancy (thanks to turtles Zak & Stavros for starring), and this time we won, although our re-used name of 'Bear with a Sore Head' and enterprising story to go with it, may have swung it for us.  None of the cocktails did very well on the flammability test!

From Polis Bay it was time to return to base at Sivota to clean our boats and pack to go home - big sigh! Still we had our final evening and last group meal to enjoy. At the customary awards ceremony most of the crews were presented with signed pirate flags, but not us. We got the Colgate award for always smiling, whatever befell us, and we were presented with a marvellous wooden bear, aptly named Ellie, after the lead boat's name of Elpida.

As you can see I also got a big hug from skipper Liz, so I was very happy. 

All good things come to an end though, and the next morning we piled into coaches to head for the airport and home. We'd all had a splendid time, so thanks again to all the marvellous people at Sailing Holidays. It was more a case of saying Au revoir, rather than goodbye, as one thing we do know, is that we do intend to be on another Sailing Holiday's flotilla before too long (D.V). 

Lots of love, Eddie and the all the B.U. crew of Analipsi xxx

Curry on the Shore

A good blow the next day gave us a wonderful non stop sail between Kalamos and the mainline town of Zaverda. It was quite a few miles but it didn't take us long as we were creaming through the water.

We'd been to Zaverda before, so enjoyed a wander round taking in all the sights we remembered.

We did, however, venture into new territory for our evening meal and our choice was a rather good one. For a start we were able to have a table right on the beach and it was rather idyllic (but perhaps not as warm as you are imagining) ...

... then there was the food; you could choose your cuisine and we decided to go Indian, especially when we realised there really was an Indian chef. the only problem was that the starters were so big we didn't have a lot of room left for our mains, which as you can see were fairly substantial.

At least in Greece there are always nice lanes to go for a stroll and interesting seats which simply beg to be used ...

... and there is invariably some lovely sunshine to take full advantage of them. Mind you I leave the strolling and the people watching to my companions as I like to stand watch on my boat. 

Love Eddie and crew xxx

A Quart in a Pint Pot

As we firmly believe in the principle that small is beautiful, we were surprised to find big brother island Kalamos, so busy after the tranquillity of Kastos.

The harbour at Kalamos was heaving when we arrived, and we were later to discover, after many more arrivals, that this was only about half full. Local restauranteur George, doubles as the harbour master and is clearly a dab hand at squeezing boats in.

Our Sailing Holidays lead crew did their bit as well. They wanted us all at the end of the harbour wall, as this was a good location for the punch party we were having that evening.

I sat on my boat roof and supervised the mooring process. Eight boats can take up surprisingly little space especially when moored up 4 abreast. We all managed to maintain our privacy though, as we tied up head to tail and everyone observed the golden rule of crossing at the front of the boat. We actually had 2 lead boats with us, as a spare crew had come over with parts to assist with a couple of repairs that were needed (but not to our boat).

This was the view of the Sailing Holidays contingent from the far side of the harbour. George (harbourmaster, not bear) is in the launch, supervising operations.

George was an experienced pro so we left him in charge and went off to explore. After a steep climb up to the town we found this abandoned vehicle who had clearly found the ascent just too much.

Louis is playing 'Where's Bear?' in this photo, but if you look hard you should find him.

Following time honoured tradition, that evening's punch party on the harbour wall was a great success. The punch was wonderful, the nibbles and special Sailing Holidays recipe dips were scrumptious, and the company was very good. I took the opportunity to get to know hostie Pip a bit better and helped her ensure that everyones' glass stayed charged.

When we'd all had as much punch as we thought advisable to consume, we all went to George's taverna for a meal. There were tables everywhere, and he and his team were serving huge numbers of people. George certainly doesn't adhere to the Greek 'manana' philosophy and runs an efficient operation. As a result we didn't have to wait too long and the food had not suffered from being served in such vast quantities.

It was a good evening, but we still prefer Kastos.

Lots of love Eddie and crew xxx

Pre Departure Checks

Later in the afternoon of our arrival, we had our first briefing, and also a walk through the boat with our engineer Jamie, taking us through all the technical aspects. I hung onto Jamie's every word as I know there is a lot that can potentially go wrong on a boat. 

I was still getting my ear attuned to all the exciting noises Analipsi makes - my favourite being water lapping against the hull - when I heard 2 noises I wasn't expecting coming from the heads (boating name for the bathroom!) following a visit by one of my minders. 

Firstly the water pump roared like an aircraft engine being fired up, and then when all was quiet again, I heard what sounded like rain. I didn't think I'd brought the English bad weather with me. I hadn't, it was coming from the panel beside the toilet. 

I called Jamie over for a consultation, and minutes later he was hard at work replacing a section of pipe which had a small leak. As tends to happen, one thing leads to another and our water pump also turned out to be faulty. 

We took up quite a bit of Jamie's time before we set sail the next morning, but it did seem a good idea to get everything just so before we left base, where all the kit and spares are, and also the Chief Engineer. 

I find boats so interesting that I offered my services as engineer's mate. There isn't a lot of space on boats for working, so I thought my small and flexible paws might be useful for getting into tight spaces. 

In our first photo you can see our new pump on the floor, ready to go in. 

I'd quite like to have stayed to see the job through, but Patrick and Louis insisted I left Jamie in peace and quiet and joined them for our first taverna evening. When I heard they planned to go to the Ionian taverna, scene of many a happy meal in the past, when the Jaguar flotillas used to moor outside, I couldn't resist the pull. 

Amazingly the proprietor,Yannis, remembered us - perhaps he doesn't get too many bear visitors. We had a lovely waterside table and a beautiful meal and it was great to be with John and Emily again and catch up with all the news from Northern Ireland. 

Louis introduced Patrick to Plomari ouzo, in his opinion (and he's not alone in this opinion) the finest ouzo there is. As you can see, Louis couldn't wait to get to it. Rather unusually Patrick approached it with some caution, which may have been due to the pungent aroma, but it soon got his paw of approval. I prefer to stick to beer and I'm especially partial to the Greek beer, Mythos and anyway, I wanted a clear head for leaving harbour for the first time in the morning. 

Lots of love, Eddie and the crew of Analipsi xxx