Our sail from Kos to Symi was terrific.  We waited for the wind to die down a little from the 25 to 35 knots we had had in Kos and now we were sailing in 12 to 16 knots with the wind behind us.  It was such a lovely sail Sophie and I decided we could do a meditation at the front of the boat whilst sailing along.  Unfortunately this coincided with us rounding the edge of Turkey and being much closer to land.  We had anticipated that we would lose some of the wind at this point and maybe slow down a little.  We were wrong.  As we rounded the corner the wind filled to 30 knots and Paul shouted to us to come back so that he could put reefs in the sails.

As I have previously explained, when you are in a catamaran you don’t want to be caught with to much sail in big winds as the boat doesn’t absorb the wind like a monohull, so we might catapult which does not even bear thinking about because it wouldn’t end well.   So now I take the helm and try to keep the boat on course while Paul runs around and lowers the sail to the reefing points. And then we fly!   Suddenly we are doing eight knots on a beam reach … really good sailing.   A beam reach is with the wind coming at a 90degree angle to the boat.  This is usually the best speed possible.

We arrived in good time in Symi town to go and have a wander around the town and reminisce about old times.   I had bought Dominic and Sophie here on holiday 23 years previously.  We have good memories but as Sophie had only been 5 years old she didn’t remember an awful lot about it.

The town was obviously much busier with umpteen day tripper boats arriving from Rhodes, but it was still a beautiful little town built on the steep slopes right down to the waters edge.

The houses are colourful and very pretty, it seems very Italian in design with all of the buildings having the same ornate castings. To make everything even better the days started to get lovely and warm again.

We stayed for a couple of nights before sailing around the island and anchoring in Panormitis which is an enclosed bay at the southern end of the island with a monastery.   If you ever consider being a monk, this is the place to be …..  It is truly beautiful.   The bay was sheltered and provided us with the perfect place to walk, swim and paddle board.  We even had a turtle swimming around the boat which Sophie managed to film from the paddle board.   Check out Sophie’s first video.


We spent a glorious morning taking photos of Sophie doing yoga poses for her new website. We really enjoyed finding some great places to take some creative shots. The sun was out, the seas were calm, the flowers blooming, it was perfect.  We put Sophie through her paces trying the different poses in each of the different locations around the bay.

After a few nights here we headed back to Symi town to replenish our water and food supplies.  Unfortunately we arrived for the Easter weekend (which is a week later than the rest of the world).

I say unfortunately because the Greeks know how to party.  First of all they take great pleasure by creating dynamite bombs which echo around the valley.  This is in order to show strength to nearby Turkey.  I am unsure how this is related to Easter, but the consequence is two days and nights of being in a war zone.  

This coupled with fireworks and Greek music until 6am, as well as the motorbikes roaring up and down was not our idea of fun and not what we remembered of our visit 23 years previously.  But all this said, the town it’s self is still beautiful and hasn’t changed.  It is only the numbers of people and vehicles which now makes it a vibrant town. 

Poor Lilly had a hard time with all of the banging going on.   Although, I do have to say, by the time it came to the fireworks, she had given up being scared, so maybe after this experience she now will not be scared of loud bangs.

We headed back out and around the corner to find a quieter bay without the stream of traffic and people parading up and down the street behind us.  The little village in the bay around the corner was much more our scene.  Quiet, empty, one taverna, a few houses, a couple of beaches and just 2 or 3 boats.  Unfortunately it is not as sheltered as the other bays and we had to move when the wind was a strong Easterly.

We are Free to Sail 57

We are Free to Sail 57

We are back on anchor and free to sail.  (In the image above is the bay we are now sitting in). Well that is the theory anyway!  In reality we need to do another shop and we need to pick up a parcel that hasn’t arrived yet So in the meantime we can test all of our...

The Sunday Lunch Club 56

The Sunday Lunch Club 56

Overwintering on a boat in Samos Marina, on the beautiful Greek island of Samos could be quite a lonely affair if it wasn’t for the live-aboard community, let’s refer to them as the ‘exuberant partakers of the odd libation’.... so one naturally forms, The Sunday Lunch...


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