We set off leisurely around 11 o’clock. Now we can peacefully travel back, battling the headwind, which, fortunately, is almost nonexistent.
One of the interesting sights along the way is the sunrise or sunset of the black sun. In reality, it’s a semicircular hill, an island in the sea. But from the shadowed side, it looks mesmerizing.
And another mountain—bitten by two teeth. Who could have done that, I wonder?
By the evening, after a slow and relaxing sail, we enter the eastern part of the island Leros. We try not to pass between a motorboat and a water skier. However, we are already looking for a spot to anchor, so we move slowly, assessing the depth under the keel.
The anchorage is great, but space is limited due to competing yachts that, as usual, arrived earlier. We settle closer to the shore.
The wind is unstable, and once again, for the second time, I volunteer to keep watch. The second anchor watch in five days—but what else can I do? I can’t ask a guest to do it.
But what a dinner Norman prepared! He truly has a great talent for cooking. The sun sets completely. There is neither the energy nor the desire to reach the shore in the dinghy.
Around us, Italians zip between the yachts on motorboats. They really are so noisy and talkative…
And so, at anchor, the fourth day of our Greek island tour came to an end.
