20th September

Overnight there was little wind but the anchorage was rolly. Lucinda was driven out of the cabin and into the saloon and even there had little sleep. Morning was overcast with a dark grey cloud crawling towards us over the cliffs to the north. We motored south to the next bay to anchor off the entrance to the Viychada cave complex. As we contemplated going ashore it began to rain. We dithered then decided. From the jetty it was a short walk to the entrance to the caves. We then had to walk up the road to the ticket office. Two senior discount tickets were purchased (will we get them if we Brexit). It was after opening time but there was no urgency to let us in. Some time later we were issued with life jackets and descended the stone steps to board a small flat-bottomed boat. We were paddles through 1,200 metres of low tunnels garlanded with stalactites like an acid-house nautical London Underground. The final 300 metres were taken on foot until we emerged on the cliff side several hundred metres from where we entered. It was the back to Imagine for the crossing to the north east to Koroni. The sky was now clear and there was a gentle breeze although, inevitably, it was blowing from the direction of our destination. However, after several hours of tedious motoring the wind shifted and we managed to sail for a few miles. A ketch sped up to get ahead of us into the harbour. We took a look but decided we would prefer going to the south of the pint and anchoring under the castle walls. And that's where we ended up for the night.

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