Syros

When we left Kea, we went to Syros (also spelled Siros) because Mykonos was considered too far for a days travel. We didn't need to push, so we didn't.

This postcard shows the layout.

This was our second try at Med-tying Arethoussa to the concrete quay (bigger than a dock). Here Jane is pulling her line with a will. There were several and coordinating was key.

Once the lines are fast, you just flop out the 2x8 and go ashore. Dave and I are looking at fish, or something.

Arethoussa on the left - a word about flags - the boat was owned by a Greek company (Moorings) so the Greek flag flys at the stern. But we bareboaters were American, so our flag is at the spreader.

This little village or chora, is called Finikas, and the harbormaster requires a small fee, so we paid that.

Then we went for a walk up the hill above the town and had dinner, or lunch, or something. We still had a little jet lag, and the Greeks don't really keep the same hours, so we just worked it out. The next day we left for Mykonos with anticipation!