6th July 2016
Another gorgeous morning in the bay of Halki
We had a yacht parked next to us this morning with a lovely Turkish family aboard. The boys in the family loved the dogs, especially Jan and he was excited about the idea of swimming and playing with Asena, so this morning was spent paddle boarding and swimming at the far end of the bay. Jan and his brother Baren and I had a fun time, Asena and Vodka were jumping in off the rocks and Asena towed the boys along as they held on to her. Their father shared his great photos.
After lunch mum and I walked up to The Halki Town House Museum, this is a museum containing articles relating to the folklore of Halki. It was closed.
As we sat on some chairs in the shade of an olive tree outside of the museum deciding where to go next, some more tourists turned up, they were Germans. Mum announced it was ten euros each for entry, holding out her hand, which they were about to pay, before we told them we were joking!
Just after they left two more visitors arrived, mum upped the entrance fee to 25 euros each….. This didn’t go down very well with the straight faced Swedish!
A quick stroll over to the church museum……. Which was closed!
Closely pursued by the Swedish…..
” 50 euros please” said mum as they arrived, they did grin this time!
You may be thinking that We have been in Halki for a few days now. Apart from Mum wanting to buy a house and live here forever ( and, if you remember a cave house in the Sierra Nevada and a mansion in a French field in the South of France, and a ” Butlins style” shed in a Bulgarian mountain ….) another reason we have been hanging around this island is because of the weather and the forecast.
The forecast for Halki itself isn’t too bad, although last night it howled all night with big gusts of wind, but the direction we want to go in isn’t having favourable forecasts, at least not until Saturday, ” shame that!” Said Mum and Geoff lounging in the sun!
These are the ” Mistral” winds. This is the name for the north westerly wind which blows in this area. Tonight ( Thursday) here in Halki we anticipate gusts of 30/35 whereas in Tilos, where we want to go to next they are expecting strong gusts of 40 knots! I don’t mind waiting till Saturday tied up nicely on this little pontoon – with no cleats!
Because mum mentioned that she would like to live here we were chatting with Alex the local chandler ( painter/ decorator, engineer, builder…..) and he pointed to a derelict, empty shell of a house right on the water front. This former beautiful town house is a cool one million euros! However, this doesn’t reflect the overall average house price in the village, apparently the old mansion is owned by a wealthy Greek, who has put that price ticket on it as he simply isn’t interested in selling it, for some reason it’s worth more for him to keep like this!
7th July 2016
Last night had been hectic! At nine o’clock, while I had been fishing with Alex’s colleague called Nico, I all of a sudden heard a small clattering sound over the wind. This small clattering sound turned out to be the anchor chain being pulled from the a 45foot Sweden yacht, on the opposite side of the pontoon. And the boat that had caught this boats anchor, was a large and powerful 200 foot motor yacht.
It may seem ridiculous to think that a boat should leave harbour in pitch black and in 35 knots of wind, but the reason for the motor yachts departure, was the fact that later that same night, a massive ferry from Rhodos would dock for five minutes only and unload its passengers on to this small and peaceful island.
I quickly informed Geoff about the noise and before I knew it mum, Geoff, Alex, an American man and the owner, called Alev, were all waving there arms around on the bow of the Sweden like headless chickens. All this arm flapping though, didn’t seem to attract the attention of the skipper of the super yacht who kept motoring out, still with Alevs anchor. and so I gave a short blow of the foghorn……this didn’t seem to either, so the American man ran off and brought back a small and feeble torch, then Alex ran off and brought his iPhone up to the front of the boat which he used as a torch. That to was also very small. Mum, however, decided to take matters into her own hands and brought a large and powerful spotlight up to the front and started waving it at the captain! After much shouting and waving and many torches shining, we finnaly got his attention, he got the anchor off, somehow and cleared the harbour just before the BIG ferry came. A surge of relief came over us all.
After the incident, the ferry came in and messed up his parking too! But he didn’t hang around and left without unloading his passengers!
Today however, he came back and the passengers were unloaded, I do or they hadn’t been on board all night! The town then came under invasion from tourists wearing there white caps and sweating like they’d just come from a swimming pool.
That afternoon, we walked through the town and back to the Ftengia beach, where we sat and had lunch at the sea front taverna. I had a large swordfish steak which the staff said was freshly caught that day. After coming back from our delicious meal, mum and I checked if the museums were open…..they were closed. But my friend at the shop told us that the Folklore museum would be open at six o’clock. I will tell you about it tommorow.