It’s work time aboard Bedouin. All hands on deck getting our little house tucked away for a few months this winter so we can head home and visit with family and friends. Thankfully Kris is still here–she actually planned her trip out to include helping us with the close up, how cool is that?! Never …
Our last week before putting the boat “on the hard” for the winter. Soaking up the last bit of sunshine and the clearest water that made us feel like we were perched on a glass tabletop.
Just an hour drive from our anchorage in Epidaurus, we transported ourselves back to the Bronze Age—to 1300 BC, where there once stood a great Mycenaean palace. Remnants of the great wall remain, but it is now hemmed in by olive groves. During the Bronze Age, Mycenae was a powerful kingdom, perhaps echoed in …
Epidaurus’ beauty knows no bounds. Just a short dingy ride past the ruins and citrus groves you’ll find yourself a few caves to tuck into and explore.
Our anchorage off the coast of the ancient city of Epidaurus turned out to be an adventurer’s dream. We nestled Bedouin into a quiet anchorage with a view of a Roman theater off our port side and an ancient sunken city off our starboard. There were sea caves to explore along its coastline and a …
After some provisioning and playing in Poros, we’re underway and sailing over to Epidaurus to see if we can find the little remnants of a sunken city. We’ve got Kris back on deck and her skills are still fresh so we’re enjoying a sunny sail with extra working hands aboard.
It’s an early Christmas aboard Bedouin as we unpacked all the stuff Kristy muled over to us from the states. Mark was especially excited to have some new hatches. His ongoing project to freshen the boat up and replace them all is underway. Miraculously, Kris packed them with such expertise that they all arrived in …
Look who’s back! Kris braved another long fight and came back to see us. We have officially given her the not-so-glamorous title “Bedouin Mule.” The poor girl seems to have a raw talent for expertly packing a suitcase (or two) full of miscellaneous boat parts and hauling them over to us. This time …
Our first stop in Greece—the Corfu Airport where we turned a Greek Tragedy into a success story! Earlier this year, our friend Kris threaded a gauntlet of planes, buses, and cabs and came out to visit us. The good news is she made it without any problems to the boat. The bad news is …
Kris is gone but the bag she “muled” over for us with stuff from home finally found its way to us. It also had her clothes in it, so perhaps she’ll have to come back out and get them.
