If not for the brisk northwestern breeze blowing through the channel, the return journey from Ithaca to Kefalonia is uneventful.
Midway through crossing the channel, the eye wanders undecided.
Left behind is the ultimate destination of dreams; ahead lies the overwhelming, massive floating rock that is home.
And the boat keeps shearing the water at a speed that leaves no time for regret, tilting a bit as the sea gets choppy.
As if to prepare you for the return to more familiar ground.
And, without any undue guilt, as I mentioned when I started this blog, a mention of Captain Vangelis and his beautiful "Mythos" Glass Bottom Boat—the most gracious host on all my sea outings.
Thank you, Vangelis!
And, in case you missed the journey:
➥Ithaca Part I
➥Ithaca Part II
➥Ithaca Part III
Midway through crossing the channel, the eye wanders undecided.
Left behind is the ultimate destination of dreams; ahead lies the overwhelming, massive floating rock that is home.
And the boat keeps shearing the water at a speed that leaves no time for regret, tilting a bit as the sea gets choppy.
As if to prepare you for the return to more familiar ground.
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| Ithaca outlined in the afternoon sky, with Kefalonia lurking in the background |
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| Sailboats gliding between Kefalonia and Ithaca |
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| Returning to Kefalonia with a northwestern breeze in the channel |
And, without any undue guilt, as I mentioned when I started this blog, a mention of Captain Vangelis and his beautiful "Mythos" Glass Bottom Boat—the most gracious host on all my sea outings.
Thank you, Vangelis!
And, in case you missed the journey:
➥Ithaca Part I
➥Ithaca Part II
➥Ithaca Part III
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