Plank Walk

There being no wind forecast till the afternoon, we footered about the harbour giving a couple of the crew practice at mooring and all of us turns at coming end on to the harbour. All good. Then off we motored past Poros town and out to the east where we did indeed find a wind to take us round the headland and through the islands at Skillaion before heading to Hyrda (extra). Shocker! Full up - of monster motor yachts. There should be a law etc etc.
Still, I got a longer read of Mike Love’s autobiography. I can see it’s going to end in tears. Or fisticuffs. So onward to Ermioni where we moored up.
And John, one of the skippers, who is also a restaurateur, rustled up a meal for all 22 of us. With dessert! What a guy.
It was all over too soon, so I took the Cap’n a walk around the town to find a bar showing the Liverpool game. A bar typico, with authentico old blokes. Just the usual Wednesday then.