A Walk to Vlychos

 

I haven't had much time for writing in the past week; full time employment and blogging seem to be incompatible in my case. But it's my father's 87th birthday today and I know he likes to see what I am up to so Happy Birthday, Dad - I hope you have been able to spend the day out flying.

   

Last week I turned right at the harbour in Hydra, this week I turned left. Probably the more popular route as the road passes the famous swimming platforms which remind me more of the Italian Amalfi Coast than Greece.  I haven't ventured down yet as I know that by the time I've climbed back up the steps, the cooling effect of the swim will have been totally reversed by the hike up the steps. 

 

The road took me through the middle of two tavernas to Kamini Bay, a tiny harbour with a small beach and a posh restaurant which is I think the only place serving Sushi on the island. Why anyone would want to eat Sushi on a Greek Island is a mystery to me. 

 

After the impressive restaurant terrace, the paved road ends and the track starts. Anyone who has read this blog for a bit knows I am not the most sure footed individual so I was making a real effort not to trip as the edge seemed a bit close for comfort. Most people take the taxi boats to this beach so I only met a couple of fellow walkers.

 

 

The sun had almost gone down by the time I got to Vlychos so I just had time to take a photo and turn around. It didn't seem a good idea to negotiate the path back in the gloom without a torch. 

 

 

 

I couldn't resist taking a  photo of this imperious moggy enjoying the golden light of the sunset from his perch on the cliff-side. Good job I didn't have Jake with me or we would  have both been over the edge.