Sunday 16 September

Mykonos to Naxos

We were sad to see Matt and Heather leave us soon after 11 a.m. for their flight home and we waited for the wind, which hadn't been forecast, to drop.  By 2 p.m. we decided to stop waiting and head for Naxos about a three hour trip away.  Despite the fact that the wind was behind us the sea was quite agitated and we had an uncomfortable trip, sometimes surfing the waves and other times rolling over them.  We were very glad to see Naxos but in the way of famous last words - when I was fretting about there being somewhere to moor the Captain said 'we haven't been let down yet in Greece' - the harbour was packed. Fortunately a very enthusiastic Harbour Master helped us to raft up against a yacht at the end of the pontoon.  The whole thing went very smoothly until we realised that the anchor hadn't held at all and worse still it had managed to pick up a disused mooring line.  But we had lines going everywhere; on to the yacht and to the end of the pontoon and actually the anchor was holding us very nicely on the mooring line.

Buying bread in Naxos

Monday 17

Naxos to  Amorgos

Naxos town is a very busy port but we really liked it.  It had similar windy narrow streets to Mykonos but nowhere near as trendy and therefore more charming and we would have stayed longer but it was quite hot in the harbour and a bit like being in a goldfish bowl so we decided to move on. 

Amorgos from the boat

We had a lovely smooth five hour trip to Amorgos, a small island south of Naxos and en route to Kos. We decided to drop the anchor in the bay as it was a lovely still evening with a light breeze and we had dinner on board courtesy of Matt & Heather's previously made bolognaise and thought we would have an early night ready for an early start in the morning. But Sequel had a party all on her own and rocked and rolled all night and we were reminded why we prefer to find a town quay.

Tuesday 18

Amorgos to Kos

A long ten hour trip to Kos but safely tucked up in reputedly one of the best marinas in Greece and Turkey is so close it feels like you could reach out and touch it and looking forwards to a good night's sleep.