Well a lot of water has flowed under the hull of Intention since my last update. The horror and relief of the rat story gave way to a few months of the most glorious of sailing as the Med emptied out of seasonal cruisers and charter boats and the days grew shorter but stayed warm…Read More
No Man/Woman is an Island….
I’m sitting in a picture-perfect Greek anchorage. There’s a small beach with a taverna on the hillside and behind us a tiny island, all cliffs and scrub with the tiniest white-washed church with a congregation made up entirely of goats. All lined up along the shaded side with their bells clanging away when they move.…Read More
When we arrived in Turkey and flew south to Dalaman we flew perilously close to snow covered peaks as we descended into the heart of the Turquoise coast of Turkey. Annoyed at the cost of a taxi we caught the bus as the daylight softened into evening. We drove through towns with mosques so different…Read More