DARK CLOUDS MAKE MY DAY.

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I wake up tired. Maybe yogurt and raisins will help. I heard the wind and crashing waves during the night. So happy that I tented behind some bushes.  I wake up at 04:00. The waves are pretty close, so I move the kayak to higher ground. Back into the semi wet but warm sleeping bag and wake up at 07:00. The ocean looks ok but things could change fast.  I pack my gear and head out.  Hah.  Didn’t get far. The waves beat the stern and spray keeps me wet.  13 km isn’t enough to make it to the Corinth Canal.  This is depressing.  I pull into a small harbor on the outskirts of “Paralia.” The wind is around 9 mps. I see a newly pruned tree and dry my clothes in the sun. The evening dew is extremely heavy and clothes are wet from yesterday though I made a fire and tried to dry them. 

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I help a couple trying to get their boat up for the winter. He drove the whole boat trailer under water. The boat was floating above the trailer and the wind was making it difficult. I told him to pull the trailer up by at least three meters. He did and I winched it into place. I wonder how rusty those wheels will be after the winter. Later the wife came back with food. :) Yes!!! 

I am soon in contact with the locals and meet some nice people. Giorgos is one of them. A nice guy from Athens now retired and has a fishing boat. 

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   5 star accommodation tonight. Happy at least to be under a roof. Lightening and thunder is right above me.  

5 star accommodation tonight. Happy at least to be under a roof. Lightening and thunder is right above me.  

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Nov. 15: Waiting. Frustrated. Wind is crazy in the Corinth Sea corridor. Land locked for two days. Last night it rained and the low clouds make it less windy.  I wake up and see calmer water. I move out.  I don’t look behind me and the bridge of Rio/Antirrio becomes a memory. I find a nice place to camp some 42 km later. A little secluded place close to “Diakopto.” Along the way I meet a lady who is fishing. She gives me an orange. 

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Later I meet a man who offers me a cheese pie and a beer. He talked to me while I rested on a beach. I thought he had gone but he was phoning his daughter for some translation assistance. He gives the phone to me and she says that her father wanted to give me food. His restaurant was 50 meters away. I said yes and didn’t regret it. 

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