Crete - The East Pt.2

After a day of recovery, we were in good enough spirits to head into the local village of Makrigialis for dinner at the local fish taverna. While not on par with the fish dinner from Chania, it was still a good dinner of fresh fish, gigantes beans, salad, meatballs and potatoes washed down with a cold Heineken! The owner explained that because of the rough seas of late that he only had one type of fish that was fresh today but did have others. We went back to the kitchen and inspected the fish and we both agreed that the today fish was the only one for us as the eyes of the others were noticeably more cloudy. So it was not the white, flakey, sea breem of Chania but rather a darker, heavier fish somewhat like tuna. Still, the fish was fresher than most we see back home! We were able to eat about 3/4 of the fish and took the rest back with us ... to feed the cats of WRC, one of whom (we call her "Queenie") we have taken a real shine to as she seems as intent on sneaking into our cottage and sleeping with us as she does on eating our food!

After dinner, we dipped our toes in the Libyan sea and then made our way back to WRC for a little of "The Wire" and bedtime.

The next day we awoke refreshed, had some egg in a cup and then off it was to hike the Pefki Gorge! The gorge runs to the village of Pefki from WRC and is about 4km in length with perhaps 1 km on back country roads and the rest on footpaths.

What a wonderful hike it was! While Lisa was a bit worried about a sore foot early on, she was the trooper she always is and by the time we reached Pefki village she was back in fine form. We grabbed a quick coffee and more water at a local cafenio (where the proprietress was once more excited to hear a tourist speak broken Greek) before re-tracing the path back to WRC. Of course, the return journey was much easier being downhill rather than uphill!

We made it back to WRC in the early afternoon, enjoyed a lunch of salami,cheese and tomatoes sandwiches and then spent an hour by the pool reading and relaxing. We have now retired back to our cottage and are sitting on the terrace, having just finished the last of the Italian whites (a lovely Fiano) and enjoying the early evening.