Poros was a good spot to hole up for the next blow, and in the end we were there for 6 days. For the most part we long lined to shore in a cove beyond Russian Bay where the water was cleaner and there was less boat traffic. That’s not to say that charter boats didn’t decend a couple of times to swim and play for the day, but in general there were only a few of us over night.
It seemed like every other evening a heard of goats came by and entertained us with their antics and climbing ability..the bottom half of all the olive trees were well pruned!
We spent 3 days cleaning the growth off the bottom of the boat and engine props, it seemed like the algae really took off once the water temp neared 80 F. Todd plugged away at trying to figure out the outboard engine issue (sometimes it just wouldn’t start),and tackled a bit of polishing as well. There’s always something to keep you busy!
It had been about a month and a half since the boat had been plugged into shore power, so we decided to spend 1 night on the town quay. This would be our first time, (Missalonghi was a side tie without power), and we found a spot on the wooden section (it seemed less diabolical than the rock/concrete wall!), which wasn’t very busy that Friday afternoon. We dropped our anchor a good way out, and backed up towards the quay making sure we had a good set before letting out more chain and getting the stern lines secured. Initially we lay the paserelle across to the dock but it had a little swim when a boat wake came by so Todd rigged a lifting bridle off the boom. A few minutes after that we noticed that the Kiwi boat trying to leave had their anchor fouled by another boat’s chain. Todd went out in the dinghy and helped them get untangled, which they appreciated greatly! Then an hour after that, a massive wake from a power yacht that was going too fast, sent all the boats rolling and crashing against each other and the quay. More than one paserelle went into the water that time. Fortunately we were pulled off the quay far enough and had all our fenders out so came away unscathed.
Next was the usual list of things to accomplish while there; dropping rubbish, provisioning, and checking the local Chandlery for spare parts. We did manage a fun night out involving cocktails, meeting the locals, and dancing… and ending with pizza in the cockpit at 1 am!
The next morning we were ready to head off by 8 am but unfortunately, the boat to our port side had his anchor fouled by a large inflatable with an inexperienced skipper aboard. Todd again went out to assist but in the end the neighbour had to pull his anchor up and help the other guy get free. It took about an hour and a half. You can imagine our relief when we were able to get our anchor up and finally leave the quay!