Three men in a boat.

I am on my own again in Nydri on the island of Lefkada, I dropped JB and Kevin off at the airport this morning. We had a great weeks sailing, probably the best we have had in the last twelve years. We had good winds most days and only one day off due to a front coming through that brought some rain with it. Our first stop was at Spartochori where we also started last time but thank goodness it was a lot calmer this time, the welcome and food were just as we remembered. Our next port of call was Fiscardo were we met another Kevin who was a yacht photographer (see sailing pics.com) and story teller, we had his whole life history in the short space of time we were there. Next stop was Sami where Stavros at the Faros tavern served up the best food so far but that was beaten again by the delicious stifado and roast lamb that we all shared at Nikos' taverna in Vathi on Ithaka. We stayed the extra day in Vathi and went to the same cafe on two days to be welcomed on day two like old friends by Betty (which apparently in Greece is short for Patricia?????), while there we also had a visit from the coastguard who inspected all the boar's safety gear. After a memorable 30 mile sail with Captain Kev on the helm we arrived at the immaculate Karnagio taverna in Vathi on Meganissi where the food went another step higher, the baked lamb was to die for. The owner, a super efficient Bulgarian called Alex told us that her nickname amongst the local Greeks is Hitler because of the high standards she demands from her employees. we also met Dougie McKenzie Iverson and his wife Jane who again gave us his life story mainly about sailing but the interesting side of his story is he owns the Thomas Wolsey pun in Ipswich which is not far from Keira and Kay, so Tom could well get a visit. Back in Paleros last night we caught the final between Saracens and Racing 92 in the Docks bar where the gorgeous Anna put Kev in his place by insisting that he was JB's dad. Our final meal was at the Dionysos restaurant run by a German lady named Sylvia and her Greek husband Myka, the food was good but not as amazing as what had gone before but the highlight of the day was when the waitress tried to teach us the Greek for cutlery which to our ears sounded like "my hairy Peroni" This blog is really just to remind us of what we got up to on the activity break 2016 because we found we had forgotten so much of what had happened on the previous trip.