We are now back at our beach
chalet in Calshot for the summer, having decommissioned and left Island
Drifter in Agmar Marine’s boatyard in Partheni in the Greek island of Leros
(some 40 miles north of Kos).
Island Drifter being lifted out at Agmar Marine’s boatyard in Partheni, Leros |
This Blog covers our cruise from
Rhodes to Leros, i.e. most of the southern Dodecanese Islands off the Turkish
coast.
Chart of route from Rhodes to Leros |
RHODES
After an enjoyable few days at
anchor in Lindos Bay, on the east coast of Rhodes, we had yet another swim in
the crystal-clear water before raising our anchor and departing at 7 p.m. once
the northwest winds had backed slightly.
Lindos Bay, Rhodes |
Final swim before leaving Lindos Bay |
Initially we sailed the 25 miles
up the east coast of Rhodes on a broad reach to the small anchorage behind
Mandraki harbour breakwater in Rhodes town in order to await the forecast drop
in wind by the morning.
At 6 a.m. we were woken by a tug
hooting at us and requiring us to move in order to give a very large cruise
ship more room to manoeuvre into the adjacent commercial harbour. Since we had no desire whatsoever to be used
as a fender, we moved immediately!
Thereafter, as the wind had dropped, we left and headed north past
Rhodes town and beaches and around the north end of the island, which can be a
nasty wind acceleration zone in stronger conditions.
SYMI
We were fortunate that we were at
least able to motor sail directly to Symi against a strong headwind. On the
way, we passed half a dozen excellent anchorages at the head of long fjords on
the east coast of the island.
Symi is tucked well into the
Turkish mainland, being only some three miles from it. It is very barren and rocky. The island’s
historic lack of water has traditionally been its most pressing problem, albeit,
in retrospect, its saving grace since as a consequence it was never able to
develop a large, tourist-based hotel industry.
Symi Town
The town’s Neo-Classical mansions
that surround the harbour are said to have changed very little since the
nineteenth century, due at least partly to an historic preservation order in
1970 and some judicious refurbishment. Painted in warm shades of ochre, powder
blue, rose and cream, the mansions climb up the steep slopes around the harbour
to create an amphitheatre of fine architecture.
The harbour has become a popular
location for visiting boats ranging from superyachts to cruisers like
ours. The seabed in the harbour has
good holding but one does have to let out plenty of rode when dropping one’s
anchor because the harbour shelves steeply in the middle to a depth of 20
metres.
The town is the only one on the
island. It lives well off income from
day trippers, visiting yachts and some longer-term visitors. The former are shipped in daily by ferry,
fed at one of the many excellent albeit pricey tavernas and then shipped out
again, leaving the mornings and evenings to local residents and overnight visitors
who benefit from the town’s tourist infrastructure.
It has to be said, however, that
apart from establishing one’s position on the quay, gazing in rapture at a most
pleasing vista from the cockpit and attending to one’s mooring lines when
tripper boat skippers come charging in or out, there isn’t much more to do in
the town or island, apart from taking a stroll and deciding where to have one’s
next drink or even supper – unless of course one has a super (motor) yacht, in
which case that is the time to bring out the silver, flowers and flunkeys to
demonstrate one’s financial superiority.
TILOS
We gave Tilos, the island
immediately south of Nisyros, a miss, since although it would have been a very
pleasant sail on a beam reach, it was in the wrong direction (!) – given our
requirement to keep heading north.
In addition, its only claim to
fame appears to be the fact that it has a museum containing ten bones of a
4ft-tall European pygmy elephant. Not
something we felt a burning desire to see!
NISYROS
Nisyros, the semi-active volcanic island 20 miles to the
south of Kos, was always going to be our next logical stop since it offered us
the opportunity to motor sail there directly on a close reach after initially
taking a shortcut through the Nimos Channel north of Symi to avoid
circumnavigating the island of Nimos itself.
The water in the channel dropped from 100 metres to one metre below our
keel within a distance of only ten metres.
Fortunately, the weather was benign, there were no waves and we transited
without difficulty.
As in Symi, the water supply in
Nisyros has always been inadequate to enable the development of larger hotels.
The islanders have capitalised on this fact by developing small private hotels,
apartments and facilities suitable for a manageable number of more discerning
visitors. The many restaurants in
Mandraki, the ‘capital’, however, are primarily designed to fleece day tourists
at lunchtime after they have been shuttled around the island in coaches and
visited the volcano. They are then fed and shipped back to Kos on the daily
3.30 p.m. ferry.
Mandraki
Daily ferry services arrive in
Mandraki harbour on the northwest tip of the island. Unfortunately the harbour
is filled by such boats during the day and is therefore unsuitable for visiting
cruisers other than as a port of refuge at night.
The town itself, however, is very
attractive. Arranged around the small
bay and centred on a public orchard, it has warrens of brightly painted houses
– courtesy we understand of a local islander made good who owns the Vitex Paint
Company and who appears to partially subsidise local property owners.
Most visitors come to the island to see the semi-active
calderas in the centre of Nisyros. These are overlooked by the two inland
villages, Nikia and Emborios. When
entering the crater it becomes even hotter than the 40°C outside
temperature. There is a diabolical
smell hanging over the crater. The sight of this moonscape with sulphurous
vents and hissing noises reinforces its hell-like aspect. One feels, or at
least imagines, that there is something ‘going on’ under the crust on which one
is allowed to walk in the crater. Were
it in the UK, Health and Safety wouldn’t let one get anywhere near the crater,
let alone stand on a 15-cm-thick crust, less than a metre from a hissing
fumarole!
Pali
We therefore moored in Pali, the
only other harbour on Nisyros. It is situated on the northeast corner of the
island, 5 miles from Mandraki. There
was only 0.2 metres under our keel at the entrance, hence it can only take
‘normal’ cruising boats and does not cater for ferries, commercial shipping or
superyachts. In addition, there are
currently no buses running from Mandraki and therefore very few day
visitors. The small village lives very
happily off cruisers and longer-stay guests.
There are a few attractive
tavernas along the southern edge of the harbour, adjacent to the quay. On arrival, in 40°C, we
simply berthed, jumped ship and walked 15 metres to Afrodite, the nearest
taverna, where we had cold beers and mezes for lunch.
We hired a scooter from Mike and
Marilyn Zahariadis of Eagle’s Nest Rentals in order to tour the island. (We
hadn’t ridden on a scooter for over 40 years.)
Mike returned to Pali some years ago after 30 years in the States where
he had met Marilyn in New York. They were very helpful to us in relation to
information on the islands.
Mike and Marilyn Zahariadis of Eagle’s Nest Rentals |
Not surprisingly, we also got to
know Nikos and Tsampika Zarakis and their daughters Xrisanthi and Afrodite who
run the Afrodite Taverna. They were
splendid hosts whose company we enjoyed.
Our Norwegian neighbour Svein, who had worked for years in
digital broadcasting, was able to get Sky Sports on his laptop using cloaking
software and link it to play through the big screen TV in Afrodite. There we watched the Lions’ Second Test
against the All Blacks. Mike produced a gallon of Bloody Mary which we served
to the British supporters while the taverna provided breakfast. On this
occasion, there wasn’t a Kiwi in sight. Pity really.
The game we watched on the morning
on Saturday 1 July was everything we could have hoped for, in that it was a
good match and the Lions actually beat the All Blacks 24–21. No doubt the
Bloody Marys helped turn the occasion into a celebration party that continued
well into the afternoon.
While in
Pali, we celebrated Mike’s birthday on 2 July at lunchtime in Afrodite Taverna
with Svein and Karen Børstad of Escapade
and Glenn and Gwen Ward of Pardela. Lunch lasted from 2 until 10 p.m.! The length of our stay became a talking point in the village.
Suffice to say, it was a memorable occasion – in so far as the attendees can
remember!
Rolf Budd and Roz Bowen joined us
during the week. They had sailed the 55
miles down from Lakki harbour in Leros in a F6. It took them only 8 hours. We were impressed. We’d first met them 3 years previously on our way back to Lagos
in the Algarve from the Canaries. At
the time they were becalmed, couldn’t use their engine and had no electrical
power. We loaned them one of our
batteries together with a chart. They were then therefore able to restart their
engine, charge their batteries and eventually make their way to Lagos in
Portugal where we celebrated their safe arrival.
Unfortunately for us, Svein had to leave
to catch a flight from Kos to attend his brother’s 60th birthday, but by then
he had shown us how to use strong cloaking software, although we couldn’t play
it through the TV. We therefore watched the Third and final Test on a large
iPad in the cockpit of Glenn and Gwen’s yacht Pardela together with Rolf
and Roz. It was a most exciting game
and a great occasion which ended in a 15-all draw.
One of the attractions of the
village, as far as we were concerned, is that it has very nice little beach
with a beach bar and no outside day trippers. Since it was particularly hot at
the time, we felt the need to swim three times a day to cool down.
On the evening before our planned departure, there was a
wedding in one of the island’s monasteries. The bride (a doctor in Athens) left
for the ceremony from her grandmother’s house in Pali. We lingered on the quay together with
villagers to watch her leave.
Helen being instructed by Tsampika in Afrodite Taverna on how to make stuffed vine leaves for the wedding reception |
Fortunately, as forecast, during the night the wind dropped and backed. Once we'd extricated our anchor chain from our French neighbour's (who had dropped his anchor over ours), we were able to motor sail north past the island of Yiali, around the western end of Kos, past the bare, rocky and sparsely populated island of Pserimos and up the east coast of Kalymnos to the excellent anchorage at Palionisos.
YIALI
The island of Yiali, which we passed just north of
Nisyros, is being mined for pumice and perlite under licence granted by Nisyros
Council to the company Lava Limited. Ground pumice is a mild abrasive used in
many household products, such as for example toothpaste, and is therefore much
in demand. Hence the laid-back attitude of the by-now affluent Nisyrians who
benefit from the royalties. Recently they voted overwhelmingly in a referendum
(that’s referenda for you) not to let their own island’s volcanic properties be
used as a source of power and income.
Nisos Yiali is mined for pumice and perlite |
KOS
We had originally intended to stop in Kos, the second
largest and most populated island in the Dodecanese. On the positive side its
marina appeared to be relatively secure and safe (although we subsequently
discovered it is very expensive), it has a good international airport and is
the home of the cos lettuce! Apart from
that we couldn’t think of anything about Kos that we wanted to see or be a part
of.
Rod Heikell’s quote summarises our own views on Kos better
than we can express them ourselves:
'Large areas of the island, in fact anywhere there is anything vaguely resembling a beach, have been turned into some of the tackiest resorts in Greece, replete with a heaving mass of beer-swilling tourists who thankfully rarely leave the reinforced concrete barracks, pubs and clubs they have come for.'
KALYMNOS
Pothia
Kalymnos is a long, high, craggy lump of rock that appears
to grow out of the sea like some prehistoric monster. It was once the centre of the sponge fishing industry in Greece,
with a sponge fleet numbering hundreds of boats. Some of the grand villas in
Pothia, the capital on the south coast, bear witness to the considerable wealth
accumulated by local merchants at that time.
The decline of the sponge industry in the twentieth
century and then its demise following a devastating disease led to many
islanders emigrating in large numbers to Australia and America. With few
natural resources, the island’s main source of income, even today, is in
remittances from those that emigrated.
Its tourist industry is still in its infancy.
Vathi
We were tempted to pull into Vathi
harbour on the southwest coast of Kalymnos. Rod Heikell describes it as having
been ‘a little gem of a place with abundant water which existed on a bit of
fishing and had many citrus orchards leading down to the sea’. This sounded good until we read on: ‘…now
tripper boats bring in herds of people, most of the land in the valley is up
for sale and villas are sprouting up everywhere’. We therefore decided to give Vathi a miss!
Palionisos
There are several good anchorages
around the island. On the
recommendation of Rolf and Roz, we pulled into Palionisos. It is well protected
from the elements, being at the end of a small fjord with steep cliffs to
either side.
Free mooring buoys have been laid
at the head of the bay by the two quality tavernas there. Apart from these,
there is absolutely nothing else in the area. Certainly no shops. Hence we were
‘forced’ to eat in the taverna! The
anchorage is by any standards a stunningly picturesque location.
We were joined the next day by
Glenn and Gwen Ward on Pardela, who had made their way there from Pali
at a more leisurely pace via a couple of overnight anchorages. Needless to say, following their noon
arrival, we all convened at Kalidonis Taverna where we had enjoyed goat and
lamb for supper the previous night.
Helen is currently copy editing
Glenn’s first novel The Right Bus. In her opinion it is a very
well-written and interesting story, calling on his knowledge of geology,
sailing and Scotland. The help Helen
has given to date has been solely in relation to the correct presentation of
the typescript for submission to an agent.
That evening Glenn and Gwen joined
us for a sundowner, since we planned to leave at first light and go our
separate ways.
LEROS
We left Palionisos at dawn in order to avoid the strong
head winds forecast for the afternoon.
After slipping our lines we quietly left the anchorage on our way out of
the bay, before turning north up the east coast of Kalymnos towards Leros.
Leros lies close to the north of
Kalymnos. In antiquity the two islands
were referred to as one – the Kalydnian islands. Now they are separated by a shallow narrow channel which can
quickly become very rough in bad weather.
The island has many unfortunate
associations going back to Spartan times. More recently, during the reign of
the Colonels after WW2, there was a notorious prison for dissidents at Partheni
(where we eventually left Island Drifter on the hard for the summer) and
the mental hospitals on the island were the cause of much furore in the 1990s
when Channel 4 and the British tabloids exposed the appalling conditions in
which patients were reported to exist.
Regardless of the above, Rod
Heikell, for good reasons, describes Leros as ‘quite simply his favourite
cruising island in the Dodecanese with its two excellent harbours and a number
of good anchorages’.
Lakki Town
We stopped briefly in the large
well-protected harbour of Lakki on the west coast of Leros. It contains two marinas, one boatyard, a
free anchorage and is the main ferry port on the island.
In the 1930s, when the island was
under Italian rule, Mussolini chose this large well-protected harbour as the
main base for the Italian navy in the Dodecanese and built a new town on the
shore at the head of the bay.
Lakki’s architectural style is Art
Deco. The town was modelled to produce ‘clean rounded buildings with the
minimum of decoration’. There are wide
boulevards, a superb market and shopping arcade. It is very attractive.
Partheni Boatyard
We needed to shop in Lakki because
there are no facilities close to Partheni boatyard, our next and final port of
call. Once we’d completed provisioning, we left and made our way north up to
Partheni Bay where we moored to one of the boatyard’s waiting buoys for three
days, during which time we partially decommissioned the boat ready for lift
out.
We stayed and worked on the buoy since it was cooler and
more pleasant than the boatyard where there was significantly less breeze. By definition, therefore, the boatyard with
its surrounding scrub appears to be well
protected from the elements.
Agmar Marine’s 30-year-old
boatyard also appears to have good security, engineering and support
facilities, an excellent chandlery, showers, loos and washing machines.
We simply lifted out and had 48
hours on the hard living on board while we did those tasks that can’t be done
in the water. During that time we were encouraged to find that our original
positive views on the boatyard appeared to be fully justified. A relief, really, since by then we had no alternative
but to stay.
While well off the beaten track, the boatyard is adjacent
to the airport. We’ll return to Leros by plane in mid-September (when flight
prices are lower) for a further two months.
This time, since flights from Rhodes to the UK were only 50€, we took an
overnight ferry from Leros and a flight from Rhodes to Gatwick.
Olympic aeroplane taking off at Leros airport beside the boatyard |
We’ve been away from the UK for
nearly 5 months, have covered 2500 miles in Island Drifter and have
visited 35 locations during that time.
We had a great sail from Portugal to Greece before cruising Crete and
the Dodecanese islands adjacent to Turkey.
Each location had something different to offer. The people are laid-back and generally
welcoming, illegal immigration seems to have been stopped and there is no
evidence of any undue concern regarding the country’s financial problems.
The only downside of cruising in
the islands, as far as we were concerned, is that the tourist industry appears
to have completely overwhelmed and spoilt many locations. Even so, many others remain delightfully
unspoilt.
Postscript
The day after we got back to the
UK, we were woken up by a friend advising us that there had been an earthquake
of 6.8 on the Richter Scale between Kos (some 40 miles south of where we’d left
the boat) and Bodrum in Turkey. The
quake has caused considerable damage and injuries, although fortunately the
death toll was low. Not surprisingly,
we were concerned about Island Drifter and rang the boatyard to ask if
they’d been affected. They advised that
there were no problems although a few books had fallen off the shelf!
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