Kassiopi - take two

After having our fill in Corfu town and taking full advantage of being plugged into town power and water, we scrubbed down the decks, polished the stainless steel, washed all he outside cushions, (of which there are about 3 dozen, no joke), and fired her up to depart at 12:45 on the 22nd May bound once more for Kassiopi on the north east tip of Corfu island... Just in case you forgot where it was.
Nil wind all the way, the sea as smooth as, we motored for two hours and entered the now familiar Kassiopi harbour...
Familiar because we had eased into this tiny harbour before, but also because, thanks to some pretty selfish mooring and entirely unhelpful yachties, the place was  chokka block. We once again pirouetted and headed back out to... well, we really didn't have a plan B. We'd arrived early, fully expecting some space.... Won't do that again. Didn't like Kassiopi anyway!
We decided to head south from whence we had come, had the headsail up in a nice 10-15 knot northerly while Sally scoured Rod Heikells's 'Greek Water Pilot' book (have I mentioned that this is an essential bit of Kit for any cruising boaty in Greece. There is one for every part of the Med)
Just south of Ormos Stephanos, our bolt hole on the way to Corfu town a few days prior was a small bay called Kallami that looked interesting.
After poking our nose into this delightful little bay affording perfect protection from the prevailing winds we dropped anchor at mid afternoon, lowered the dingy and went ashore.
We both agree that Kalami was the best place we had stopped at yet. Crystal clear water, pebbly beach lined with tavernas. Behind the tavernas runs a narrow street with little bars and amazingly well stocked super markets an very friendly helpful locals.
There were only ever up to four yachts in the bay at one time, swapping daily with new arrivals making that part nice and interesting too.
We all finally managed to get into out swimmers and take to the water. The kids went nuts. No bikes, although I did discover a small blow up dingy in the 'captains toilet' read storeroom, but swimming and snorkeling and wandering the shore line for hours. Returning with stories of their
adventures and what they'd found and what we really must come and see right now!
Ah, kids, can't you see Mummy is having a foot massage and daddy has finally found a comfortable shady spot in a taverna overlooking the bay with great wifi and a half litre of dry, cold rose where he can finally start this freakin blog! Yep. Kalami is where I got to turn the blog that I said I'd do, never really believing I would do it, into reality.... and I do hope you're enjoying it because I now know I have created a monster!

The dingy I discovered in the Captains bathroom.

Woooohoooo  swimtime at last!

Summer Amy at anchor in Kalami Bay

Dinner time Ashore it is gone 9:00pm

Will's 9th Birthday with some ring in's. 2nd party but this time
on his actual birthday