…And Status Quo Bay
11th July 2016
It was another gorgeous day in Livadhia. The sun lit up the sea, and the gentle breeze kept us cool. Today, mum and I were, once again going to the capital of the island, called Meglo Chorio. This was because the previous day,the museum was closed.
Today we caught the bus at 10:45, and headed towards the main town. The museum that we were planning on going to contained a very peculiar extinct species…..This species, was infact dwarf elephants! On the road to Megalo Chorio, we passed the old village of Mikro Chorio, which translates as “small village”. This town was once home to 1500 people, but they all left in the 1950’s because of a water shortage, it looks a little like Kayakoy, but without the exciting and traumatic story behind it.
Once we were in the main town, the bus driver let us off and we wandered over to the museum. On entering the small and dusty room, we were immediately greeted with a calm and enthusiastic man, who translated all the Greek information. It turned out, the island was once part of the continental plate of Asia Minor, but 6 million years ago, the island separated and left the elephants still on it. These animals were left with a much poorer and hotter landscape, which meant they had to adapt to there surroundings. This eventually caused the large animals to shrink from 3 metres, to between 1.60 metres and 1.20!
The bones were found in the 1980’s, and were excavated by the University of history, in Athens, where they discovered over thirty of these animals skeletons, and they are still searching for more. They have been transported all over the world to many different countries, but I find it funny that the place where they were found only has a small, old and dusty room!
After leaving the museum and getting back to Livadhia, mum and I once again left Geoff so we could take pictures with my GoPro. I was planning on taking photos of the torpedoed boat near the beach the day before, but the GoPro wasn’t on charge long enough so I had to wait until the next day!
This German patrol boat has been here since 1944, when it was sunk by a British submarine. They chased each other all over the bay until the British fired a torpedo. As I entered the crystal clear waters, I snorkelled over to the submerged boat and took about twenty pictures on the GoPro. The waters was very clean and there weren’t many people swimming here, or on the beach. As I came back to shore and lay down onto my towel, I soon found out why. The stones stuck into my back like daggers…….I decided I goes back swimming! That evening, we had some fish that the fishermen gave us. Tommorow we planned to go around the other side of the island into a sheltered, large bay.
12th July 2016
That morning we left Livadhia and headed out on to the flat sea. The bay we were going to today was one we had been told of by a man in Chalki. On the way, we passed some very steep cliffs which descended into the sea, but on the top of one of these, we saw a very strange building that looked as though there were tall fences and lights around it. At first, we thought it was a military base, but the closer we came, it looked more like a prison, but we had been told that the nearest prison was on Rhodes. After passing the headland where it was, the waves picked up, and we hoped we could do some sailing…however, as usual in these waters, the wind was on the nose, and we carried on towards our bay.
On entering, we noticed a large swell that could rock you to sleep, a large, sandy beach with almost no people on, and in the distance, Megalo Chorio looking over the bay. We had been told, that about 15 metres from the beach it was quite shallow, so we anchored not far from the beach. The rest of the day, we spent on the boat reading and swimming and fishing. When Geoff and I eventually took the dogs to shore, we struggled with coming onto the beach and off, because of the large shore dumpers…..who would’ve thought that you’d get shore dumpers, in the Mediterranean!
Tommorow we planned to leave the island of Tilos, and head to the port of Pali, on the island of Nisyros. The volcanic island.
13th July 2016
We left quite early that morning, heading out in to the unknown. When we were in the bay, we checked the weather because of the large, grey clouds that lingered out at sea. After Geoff gave it the all clear, we lifted anchor and left the large, but quiet bay. As we passed many headlands and bounced from side to side, we eventually started sailing. It was nice to be doing some sailing because we had all been disappointed by how the wind was always on our nose! For a good hour and a half, we sailed along the bumpy sea towards port of Pali on Nisyros.
In Greek mythology, we are told that the great Poseidon, God of the sea, threw a stone to kill the monster Polybotes. This rock that crushed Polybotes became Nisyros, but even though the monster was crushed, he was not killed. It is said, that every time the volcano erupts, or an earthquake happens, it is Polybotes, under Nisyros groaning with pain, -(almost certainly)-thinking up a plan to kill Posiedon.
As we passed many coves and beaches, we saw the main town come into view, and after putting the sails down, motored into Pali. After parking perfectly with a strong crosswind, and having a super lunch, we went into the town. I will tell you about it tommorow.