4th October

We were anchored in tranquil bay. As we turned in for the night it reflected its name. It was different at 00:45. The scream of the wind and the lurching of the boat summoned us from our slumbers. Outside was an apocalyptic scene. Lightning was striking over the hills behind us mixed with the double flash from the lighthouse. As thunder roared the rain lashed down and a catamaran loomed out of the dark to within a couple of metres of us. On the foredeck a man was attempting to raise the anchor while at the helm someone was trying to make sure than neither us or the boat behind were hit. We watched the manoeuvres with trepidation until 10 minutes later they disappeared away into the darkness. Rain was pouring through leaks in the windows and we spun in every direction while the storm whirled around us. And then, some 20 minutes later, it was over. Sleep was hard to come by but eventually we dozed off only to be woken by a similar, slightly less violent episode at 06:30. As light illuminated our world everything returned to a slightly soggy normality. By late morning we were on the way back to Preveza and the sun even made a brief appearance.

We moored onto Preveza town quay. Ray and Judy were nearby as were Bill and Helen.

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