After a very noisy night – I think the port was the local meeting place for the under twenties, we tried to follow the coast around to Corinth this morning. Some very narrow zigzag roads to negotiate and very high up at times. I think the views would have been exceptional on a clear day, but sadly, it was a bit grey and drizzly.
Near the coast some of the roads were really worn away and there must have been massive wild fires here as all the trees were burnt for miles.
Strangely though, even more poppies everywhere – must be due to the extra light they’re getting.
Drove through the urban sprawl of Loutraki, where we realised it’s a bank holiday here too.
As we approached the bridge at the top of the Corinth Canal, we had intended to park up, but the whole area was a building site. I thought I’d read that the weight limit for crossing was 3 tonnes but we couldn’t see any signs. We asked a couple of locals, who said it was fine, so across we went! Got to say, it wasn’t very wide and didn’t feel very safe. Once parked on the other side we saw the 3 tonne weight limit sign and breathed a 4 tonne sigh of relief!
As for the canal itself – closed! A load of stuff has fallen in so it’s got to be dredged.
Still raining after lunch so we carried on south down the Peloponnese.
We’re now on the volcanic island of Methana which is attached to the mainland by a wide causeway. The first thing that greets you on arrival is the overwhelming smell of rotten eggs as you pass the outdoor thermal baths – closed today. Methana town itself is almost devoid of people and looks like it needs an injection of money.
It was nice to walk along the seafront though and certainly different. The sand is the dark brown volcanic stuff and we are parked next to a warm thermal spring. Can hear the crickets for the first time so it must be getting warmer.
