I have really been looking forward to today, since we
started planning this cruise. We have been to Santorini before and so we were
looking for something very different to do today – and we weren’t disappointed.
We booked a 62 foot catamaran to go sailing in the Santorini caldera – the site
of an ancient volcano.
We tendered to shore early so that we had time to get to the
top of the cliffs and spend a bit of time exploring Fira, before it was time to
meet our guide for the transfer to the marina, where the Dream Catcher was
waiting for us. There are three choices to get to the top of the cliffs –
either ride up on a donkey, walk up the winding donkey path alongside the
donkeys, or take the cable car. Despite my fear of heights, I considered that
this was the better option than taking the donkey – I have just finished six
months of treatment for a torn tendon in my hip, and I really didn’t want to
undo the progress made.
We were met by the tour company rep, Aristotle, a Greek who
grew up in Melbourne – then came to Santorini to meet his relatives after
university and never went back to Australia. We drove south through farming
countryside where the main products were grapes for local wine and tomatoes.
Because of the strong winds here, the grape vines are left to spread over the
ground rather than on the grape vine framework that we are used to, so the
plants are unsupported.
Once at the marina, we boarded the cat for the safety
briefing and then headed off, using the motor for the first part of the trip to
the Red beach – because of the volcanic activity on this island, the beaches
are mainly crushed rocks which forms different coloured sands – we saw the Red,
White and black sand beaches.
Our first stop was at the Red beach where we anchored for a
swim from the boat – the water was so refreshing and incredibly clear – you could
see to the bottom. After about an hour, we pulled up the anchor and headed around
the southernmost point of the island into the caldera – and raised the sails.
What an exhilarating thrill – zipping along with the wind blowing in our hair
as we sat on the nets at the front of the cat and bounced around.
Our next stop was at a private beach on a volcanic island in
the centre of the caldera – there are hot thermal water sulphur springs, so
once again we climbed down the ladders and swam to the island into the thermal
water. We were each given a floating pool noodle – it was wonderful to just
relax and float around while on-board the chefs set up our lunch. We were
called for lunch and it was delicious – greek salad to start, tatziki with
fresh bread, and then the local speciality pork dish (can’t remember the name)
with grilled vegetables, lemon and garlic roasted potatoes, a chicken dish and
a local vegetable dish made with white eggplants – so delicious – and all
washed down with local wines to savour.
After lunch, we had another swim before securing our belongings
on the cat ready to raise the sails again. The skipper had his five year old
son, Peter, on-board as it was school holidays, and he is a little captain in
the making – I am sure that in 20 years time, he will be running the whole operation –
as we stepped onto the cat, he held out his hand and shook hands with everyone
and said ‘welcome on-board – I hope you have a wonderful day in Santorini’ – he
helped to pull the ropes for the sails and sat on his dad’s lap to steer the
boat – he was so cute!!
The wind had become stronger in the afternoon, so we once
again delighted in the whole experience, as we tacked back and forth across the
caldera under the Mediterranean sun in full sail. It was a hot day on shore, so
we relished the conditions on the water. We docked at the northernmost point of
the island at Oia, and were bused back to Fira, so we saw the island from end
to end on land as well as from the sea – it is amazing when you see these
villages growing down the cliff face, all painted in white or cream with blue,
peach or red highlight.
There was along queue to get onto the cable car back to the
ship, so we opted to walk down the winding donkey path – a 25 minute walk
downhill following a winding stepped path, shared with donkeys coming in the
opposite direction – no comments about the smell!!! By the end of the path my
legs felt like jelly, and so we sat in a taverna at the waterfront, where we
met up with some friends for a cold beer before catching the tender back to the
ship.
All in all, another amazing day – and another highlight.
Captain, pull in those lines and let us head to Rhodes….
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