I managed to get out for a walk on Saturday before the rain came in. And when it rained, it rained. We had a thunderstorm in the late afternoon, early evening, during which several folk became trapped in the Rainbow bar, myself included, where we watched no less than three football matches while waiting to make our escape. Mind you, I can think of worse places to be trapped for a couple of hours. After that we made a dash for the taverna, Zoe’s, where we joined Harry and his family for dinner. But back to the walk…
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The sign to look for[/caption]
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The start of the path[/caption]
I went up through the village, passing the museum (still being renovated) and into the square at Ag. Triada, and then turned left and made my way up to the top road at Periotisa. There I walked down to the main road and carried on down to the corner at Ag. Marina. If you want to follow this walk then you can come up by the main road. Start at the bus stop at Kampos and walk along the main road passing the sports hall and take a couple of the hairpins until you see the concrete reservoir and the sign to Ag. Marina. There, you've joined me now.
So, walk a little way towards the church and cemetery and just before it there’s the start of a path that heads up the hillside. It’s next to the big tree. A few feet up that path you find an old bed frame (known as a gate around here), and you may need to untie a few knots to get it open. Make sure you tie them back up afterwards.
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View from the top of the field[/caption]
Now then, here I made up my own path but I think you are meant to go to the right and follow a donkey track up. I wasn't sure which way to go so I recalled the friends of my youth, who were the children of farmers, who told me that no one very much minds if you cut through their fields as long as you stay to the edge. At least they didn’t on Romney Marsh in the 1970s, so I followed the left-side fence around and up until it met the wall of the monastery I was heading to. Through another old bedstead-gate (complete with even more knots), I then found the top of the donkey path and there I was at the monastery of the Profit Ilias.
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Outside the monastery[/caption]
The main chapel was locked but the upper, smaller one was open so I was able to have a look inside there for a few minutes, and then, being totally on my own, I sat and took in the view down to Pedi and across to the ‘quarry.’ And that’s the way I headed back, down the concrete road and through the quarry grounds. An old chap came out to wave at me but it was a friendly wave not a ‘be off with you young scamp’ type of wave, so that was okay. And then, I just carried on walking up the main road, past the Kantia and over to Xisos.
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Inside the chapel[/caption]
The main road splits and there is a sign to Panormitis, heading left, and one carrying straight on to Tolis beach and Xisos, and several other places. I got as far as ‘Pat’ the dog, who wasn't there, and then turned back and came down the path past Ag. Paraskevi. That’s a nice walk, though a bit bumpy under foot at times, and it leads you eventually back into the village. I stopped en route to admire a pair of ravens that were riding the airwaves above me, and noticed the gathering gloom of the clouds. There’s a handy sign now in place where this donkey path splits, and, when heading the other way, you can choose to turn left and scramble up to the road and towards Panormitis, or carry on to Xisos. What’s needed next are direction to actually find the start of the path in the village.
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In the monastery grounds[/caption]
Anyhow, back in the village I wound my way back down through the lanes and to home. About an hour later the rain started and didn’t stop until sometime in the night. It cleared up on Sunday morning but Neil had to cancel his photo walk sadly, else it would have been more of a photo mud bath. And our party on the boat was also postponed from Sunday evening due to high winds, and was rescheduled for Monday evening, but we’ll have to miss it as that’s our wine night. But there you go. Apparently the police have said that summer is coming back from today, and who are we to argue?