Day 296 - Poros to Hydra - Sailing

The morning we walked along the harbour and saw the old fort. We picked up some provisions for our next leg, stowed the ropes in the manner in which we had been taught by George and set sail.

We were on our own now, no skipper, heading to open water.  We motored out (the easy bit) and then unfurled the sails. And it all worked perfectly. We even got the boat over at a 45 degree angle, much to Mummy and Julian's horror.

The harbour at Hydra and an example and the type of boat that one tries to avoid hitting when entering or leaving. This particularly nasty looking boat came from the US and looked more like a naval gun boat except that it was called "G Whizz". Not exactly the sort of thing that would impress the locals. No wonder so many people treat the Americans with suspicion. This sort of ugly and blatant display of wealth is not the way to win friends and influence people and actually spoilt the whole view of the harbour and made our little boat look like a toy. Beastly.