Argolikós Kólpos
Pórto Héli
Sunday August 14 - Tuesday 16 30nm, 5hrs
Free anchorage
Sunday August 14 - Tuesday 16 30nm, 5hrs
Free anchorage
As we made our way back to Porto Kheli Colin tuned and practised the bagpipes, having promised SV Feisty and SV Lulu a concert, while I assembled my latest purchase of dreck and sent photos to the SV Cruisers, the WhatsApp group I created with Lulu and Jackie. I was rather proud of how useful my dreck was at keeping the container lids neat, and preventing them from falling down the back of the cupboard, rarely to be found again. In response to my photos the following conversation ensued…
Jackie Wonderful use for “drek”
Lulu Exactly Jack! Perfect use of drek but I think it is spelled dreck
Jackie My spellcheck wasn’t working
Lulu I doubt it includes dreck or chazerai
Jackie Hazare - as spellcheck corrected you. Literally meaning junk
Lulu I will check my Yiddish dictionary but I’m pretty sure that’s how you spell dreck.
Not so certain as chazerai, which I was suspect of but was winging it for time’s sake
Jackie I always like the phonetic spelling
Me Is my cloth bowl dreck or hazare?? Or both
Lulu Both
Jackie Neither – quite useful so it doesn’t fit the category
Lulu I think i was closer. The correct spellings (and obviously phonetic —or fonetic) are chozzerai or khazeray
Derived from the word pig. Meaning peh. In usage it means food that is awful, junk, trash, anything disgusting, even loathsome.
I don’t think your drac is loathesome or disgusting.
Me I’m pleased to hear that Lulu
Lulu Dreck indeed can be spelled either way— DREK & DRECK.
I always go for the more is better. Extra letter, extra entrée, an extra glass of wine
And always extra sauce!
Jackie I can attest to that
At which point Jackie declared she was returning to her very ‘proper English’ book, “Portrait of a Lady.”
Arriving in Porto Kheli we saw a boat towing a child in a dinghy. Unaccustomed as I am to having children I can’t possibly know how desperate one can be to offload them, but this seemed a pretty efficient way if one felt so inclined.
Anchoring in pretty much the same place we dined at Salt and Pepper, trying another of the pitas (pita meaning ‘pie’ in Greek). The five hour ‘sail’ had exhausted us so we retired early.
Unbeknown to us, Monday was a holiday celebrating the Assumption of the Virgin Mary. Colin asked me what “Assumption” meant, and I had to confess I wasn’t quite sure because my religious education was cut short at 10 and a third years.
While we’re on the subject of miracles the Port Authority was open in the morning, and our check out was pretty painless. Humourless, but painless. I’ll take that.
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Jackie Wonderful use for “drek”
Lulu Exactly Jack! Perfect use of drek but I think it is spelled dreck
Jackie My spellcheck wasn’t working
Lulu I doubt it includes dreck or chazerai
Jackie Hazare - as spellcheck corrected you. Literally meaning junk
Lulu I will check my Yiddish dictionary but I’m pretty sure that’s how you spell dreck.
Not so certain as chazerai, which I was suspect of but was winging it for time’s sake
Jackie I always like the phonetic spelling
Me Is my cloth bowl dreck or hazare?? Or both
Lulu Both
Jackie Neither – quite useful so it doesn’t fit the category
Lulu I think i was closer. The correct spellings (and obviously phonetic —or fonetic) are chozzerai or khazeray
Derived from the word pig. Meaning peh. In usage it means food that is awful, junk, trash, anything disgusting, even loathsome.
I don’t think your drac is loathesome or disgusting.
Me I’m pleased to hear that Lulu
Lulu Dreck indeed can be spelled either way— DREK & DRECK.
I always go for the more is better. Extra letter, extra entrée, an extra glass of wine
And always extra sauce!
Jackie I can attest to that
At which point Jackie declared she was returning to her very ‘proper English’ book, “Portrait of a Lady.”
Arriving in Porto Kheli we saw a boat towing a child in a dinghy. Unaccustomed as I am to having children I can’t possibly know how desperate one can be to offload them, but this seemed a pretty efficient way if one felt so inclined.
Anchoring in pretty much the same place we dined at Salt and Pepper, trying another of the pitas (pita meaning ‘pie’ in Greek). The five hour ‘sail’ had exhausted us so we retired early.
Unbeknown to us, Monday was a holiday celebrating the Assumption of the Virgin Mary. Colin asked me what “Assumption” meant, and I had to confess I wasn’t quite sure because my religious education was cut short at 10 and a third years.
While we’re on the subject of miracles the Port Authority was open in the morning, and our check out was pretty painless. Humourless, but painless. I’ll take that.
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Nisís Dhokós
Tuesday August 16 - Wednesday 17 13nm, 2hrs 30min
Free anchorage
Tuesday August 16 - Wednesday 17 13nm, 2hrs 30min
Free anchorage
The supermarkets were closed for the holiday, so Tuesday morning we did a quick dash to shore to provision at the AB Supermarket and pick up bread and a Freddo Espresso at the famous Drouga’s Bakery. I resisted another Vanilla Cream Pie, having indulged on Monday.
Then we were off to Dhokós, where my mission was to find a suitably attractive Hag Stone for my friend Arnhem. I don’t know where else in Greece they can be found, but I knew Dhokós was loaded with them as we had travelled here previously with Maxine and Arnhem, and while collecting rubbish on shore had discovered these marvels of nature.
Folklore has it that Hag Stones are a symbol of protection against the evil. According to one theory this is because only good things can pass through a hole, so while good fortune and good wishes will find you through a hag stone, bad luck and evil thoughts are too big to pass through and get stuck in the middle. This belief may be bolstered by the centuries old belief that magic cannot work on moving water, and since the hole in a hag stone was created by moving water it works as a sort of ‘shield’ against spells and the like.
If you’re a sailor you are to tie one to your ship to prevent witches clinging to your vessel, and to swing in the wind to help break up storm clouds.
British folklore, however, has a caveat: Only ever take one at a time, and only for yourself. The stones are said to find you; you don’t find the stones. And they only work for the person they found. So the one I found for my friend might not protect him, but it will look fabulous worn around his neck.
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Then we were off to Dhokós, where my mission was to find a suitably attractive Hag Stone for my friend Arnhem. I don’t know where else in Greece they can be found, but I knew Dhokós was loaded with them as we had travelled here previously with Maxine and Arnhem, and while collecting rubbish on shore had discovered these marvels of nature.
Folklore has it that Hag Stones are a symbol of protection against the evil. According to one theory this is because only good things can pass through a hole, so while good fortune and good wishes will find you through a hag stone, bad luck and evil thoughts are too big to pass through and get stuck in the middle. This belief may be bolstered by the centuries old belief that magic cannot work on moving water, and since the hole in a hag stone was created by moving water it works as a sort of ‘shield’ against spells and the like.
If you’re a sailor you are to tie one to your ship to prevent witches clinging to your vessel, and to swing in the wind to help break up storm clouds.
British folklore, however, has a caveat: Only ever take one at a time, and only for yourself. The stones are said to find you; you don’t find the stones. And they only work for the person they found. So the one I found for my friend might not protect him, but it will look fabulous worn around his neck.
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