Well that was a tough day for the girls. Set out for the top of Naxos, hoping to then go on to Paros, homes of tsabouna (island bagpipe) playing, but the wind had other ideas. Start and finish were nice, but the middle went for the major part of a 12+ hr day, 25kn and some pretty lumpy seas. We were 'racing' a much larger German yacht.. I managed to up anchor and get away well before them (they were probably doing everything the correct way) but they gradually gained on us and had just got ahead when they chickened out and ran for a different island so we did win the race after all. It all fades away now we are anchored in a gorgeous cove, sheep bells clanging.
Woke up early the next morning and before breakfast, had a walk up the hill to the whitewashed village to buy bread. It was still being baked, hot bread ready in one hour! So we wandered along on foot towards the other end of the island to the next village and had drinks at the tiny cafe there. Passed three donkeys on the way. A very stony landscape, so there were amazing stone walls everywhere and terraces. It looks like they have been maintained for millennium.
Back at the boat after consuming cheese pies and hot crunchy bread, we had a swim in the refreshing crystal clear water. One of us though, fished for garfish instead!
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