Skinoussa to Porto Kaio, Pelponissos

Well, that was a long day! Set out for Milos at 6 and arrived in good time, but water was flat, almost no wind, forecast was for 3 days of strong northerlies so we'd be stuck for a bit, so we just keep going. I don't get much sleep on these nights as the AIS gives warnings about ships whose paths might come within two miles of us, and there's a lot of ships in the Southern Aegean going to and from the Black Sea. So I tend to get woken after a short nap to answer the same question "should we slow down so they don't hit us?" yet again…… While I did finally get a couple of hours after dawn Anne decided we might as well keep going even further so instead of stopping at the first landfall we did another 20 miles to Porto Kaio, so named for the abundant quail that were salted and exported. The last hour was into a strong wind, very gusty in the anchorage, but we made it. Prevailing wind here is a strong afternoon breeze in the wrong direction so we'll be up before dawn again to try and make it to the next stop.

Some nice things happened on the way. Magnificent scenery past Milos, saw flying fish, falling stars. We caught two tuna. Sabine hauled one of them in, but we released it as the other was already on deck. You know how tough women are when you see one hauling a tuna in whilst sobbing for the pain of the one on deck! Don't know what he weighs, but he's 87cm, freezer's full, jars in pressure cooker. When I gaffed him it was not perfect and he took off again with the nasty half of the gaff dangling and the nice bit in my hand. When he came back it was sitting between him and the line and I ALMOST got a hand to it, but…… it slipped away to join the rest of the rubbish on the bottom of the Aegean. Cooked up a nice belly for breakfast, glassy calm sea, just a bit rolly.