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I think I need to start this story about a year ago. Around Christmas last year a tiny seed of a travel idea germinated in my head.

Dodecanese, Greece

Nickjenkins
2003-11-20 16:38:39

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From Pothia we turned south and west around the bottom of Kalymnos and beat up to the north heading for an anchorage in Emborios. Emborios was to prove to be a completely different kettle of fish from Pothia but no less enjoyable. After about three hours sailing up the coast we turned in to the east and negotiated the channel into Emborios.

In the north of Kalymnos, Emborios is a tiny bay with a cluster of tavernas and very little else to recommend it other than a beautiful beach and (at the time) oodles of bright sunshine. The tavernas are described in the Greek Pilot as "yachty friendly" and have even gone to the extent of laying out moorings for visitors. We were therefore able to pickup a mooring without the need to drop anchor.

Again a quick swim was mandated but the crew soon demanded a trip to the beach and so we brought out the inflatable, fired up the outboard and zipped into the shore. After a swim we bought some supplies at the local store and headed back to Isis. In the store we were able to locate a couple of hand-lines so that the more carnivorous of the crew could indulge their primal habits by fishing off the back of the boat.

That evening we thought it only fair to visit the restaurant whose name was emblazoned on the mooring we had captured. Since they hadn't deemed it necessary to charge us a mooring fee it seemed only right to repay the good will in trade.

That night we were introduced to the Greek taverna custom of the kitchen inspection. Since the standard menu of a Greek restaurant can be bit limited they like to supplant it with fresh seafood and usually display it in the kitchen for you to see. So, like excited school children, we trooped into the kitchen behind the owner and poked and prodded his fish, examined his prawns and tried to ignore the crayfish that he was desperately hawking. In a moment of weakness though ...