It was such a calm and beautifully warm morning as we motored on the west side of Ithaca.
A small family of dolphins swam and fed around us.
Being close to the shoreline, we could see Stavros high in the mountains and several secluded homes.
We had lunch just outside the marina, eating wonderful leftovers, new spinach pie that is available in every market, wine, and John's lethal ice cream desserts.
I went for a swim in hopes of burning off some calories from all the magnificent food we had been eating. The water was really cold until I swam into shore. No one else ventured in.
Elena was at the helm to take us past the northern point of Ithaca, then I took over. The wind was great for sailing once we passed the point. Eventually, I got cold and tired and passed the helm to Jim. Suddenly the wind rose to 20-21-22, and we were in trouble because we could not reef the mainsail safely. Luckily, a deep, narrow bay was close by into which we sailed to get out of the wind and to reduce the size of our sails.
The second moment of terror of our voyage had passed, and we sailed on into Sivota on Lefkada where another bit of excitement awaited us. The marina used lazy line anchoring. Neither Jim nor I had ever even seen it done. Yannis, the owner of the nearby restaurant, jumped on and carried out the proper actions to anchor us while his wife and neighboring yachties fit us in between two other boats at the same time without crashing into the other boats or the quay. Sometimes it takes a village to tie up a boat.
Once settled, John immediately headed for a nap. Elena, Jim, and I walked to their favorite bar on the far side of the bay for espresso with ice cream and two Mythos beers.
That is an old olive crusher in the corner of the bar.
The menu tonight included stuffed roast pork, briam (a stew), pork souvlaki, broad beans, arugula salad, Greek salad, eggplant dip, bread, wine, and chocolates.