Saturday, 2 November 2013

Morning start ...

Up in the hills ...

Time for a water run, to top up the tanks. Pre dawn it was definitely very dark, rabbits taking flight at my approach. The spring has slowed quite considerably now autumn is here. It took ages to top up the bottles, but I got there in the end.

The sky lightened to reveal large clouds, these have parted from time to time to allow us a blue sky. It seems like its going to be a grey day though, as clouds build from the mainland. Its cool, but too warm to put something thicker on.

On the way down the alp, a pheasant took flight, in front of me. I swerved left and right, and he lives to look down a gun barrel another day. Looks like we will still have to make do, with chicken for Sunday lunch though ...

Into Danos bakery, on the ring road, for some lovely warm bread with a crisp crust, fresh from the oven. Very tempted to just eat it myself, its aroma was amazing.Two nice apple boxes, relocated for winter kindling supplies ...

Early morning in Papadamatis street, and the vegetable sellers were setting up their stalls. The fish seller also setting out 'yesterdays' catch for sale. He sold all but a nice sized red snapper by the time that I returned, but at €20 a kilo, he seemed destined for a very nice lunch.

Later, I met a couple who are here on holiday, they like it so much have returned for an autumnal walking trip. I do admire the out of season visitor, going the extra mile to enjoy the island. Never having been here out of season, they flew down from Manchester, had a four hour wait and over to the island on the hopper. They said the connection was perfect, allowing time to relax, with a beer before flying over ...

Very much as earlier mentioned its been a grey day, and this evening its again cooler. However with winter approaching the island is alive to the sound of men working with chainsaws. Having delayed a delivery, with the promise of better weather, it seems tomorrow is going to be the delivery day.

Another step nearer the mighty woodburner roaring into life ...


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