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  To Athens
October 18, 2002

We dinghied over to the sandy beach of the hotel beneath the Sounion
headland and trudged up to the remains of the temple of Poseidon, only
to find out they were not open yet. We nosed around the souvenir shop
for a while and I selected a CD that showed 50 pictures of Greece and
several traditional Greek musical numbers. (However on playing it a few
days later I found that the images would not come up, and had only the
music.) On opening, we were the first up to find the ruins roped off,
permitting us to wander around the outside of the temple columns, but
not to enter or look more closely at the architectural details. The 17
roofless columns stood white and proud, remnants of a temple built in
the 5th century BC to the cult of Poseidon fostered by the growing
supremacy of Athenian naval power. On a lower hill below the temple are
the remains of a temple of Athena, only a couple of dusty columns in the
middle of a field. The entire headland was fortified at one time,
dominating the entrance to the Saronic Gulf (with Athens and Corinth at
the inner end) and the south Euboean Gulf to the north. The silver mines
at Lavrion 10 km to the north were also protected by this fortress.
However, in 104 to 100 BC the headland was occupied by 1000 slaves in
revolt from these mines. By the 2nd century AD and with the decline of
the Roman Era, the sanctuary was abandoned.

We spent less than an hour wandering around the site, and didn’t bother
going over to the few columns of the temple of Athena, as we wanted to
get under way for Aigina, a large historic island in the middle of the
Saronic Gulf. We were now in the historic waters leading to Athens and
Corinth. There is a free incomplete marina just outside the town
breakwater, but it looked quite full and did not seem to have much
maneuvering room for bows-on mooring without the anchor lines becoming
mixed up like a plate of spaghetti. The town docks were reasonably
clear, and so we went in bows to the dock, right along the main street.
As we were to meet my foster son Alvin at the Athens airport three days
from now, Sept. 20th, we decided this would be a good location from
which to catch a ferry to Piraeus to pick him up. We had phoned a few of
the marinas closer to Athens to get no response or to find out they were
full, and so were happy to stay here at Aigina and catch one of the
local ferries. There were several leaving every hour, and we had a
choice of a regular car ferry, a high speed cat ferry or a hydrofoil,
ranging in price from €5.00 to €7.00, and taking from 2 ½ hours to 45
minutes respectively.

The town itself is a pleasant one, with all the amenities needed,
including chandleries, vegetable and fruit markets (including a couple
of boats docked at the waterfront laden down with fresh produce),
internet and DVD rentals, with a fuel truck and water available. We took
a local bus up into the mountains to the Temple of Aphaia, built in
pre-Hellenic 480 BC when Aigina was at its height of development. The
pediments of the temple were decorated with Trojan War sculpture as
Aigina (also spelt Aegina, but pronounced as “eh-yee-nah”, with a soft
“g”) contributed several ships to that campaign; however they (the
sculptures) were “spirited “away in the 19th century, were in the
possession of King Ludwig I, and now have pride of place in Munich’s
Glyptothek museum”, according to the Lonely Planet Guide. This temple
too was roped off, but was more impressive than Sounion, and had more
columns, capitals, foundations and construction stones distributed with
explanatory stations around the site. One station I found of interest
illustrated the construction methods used, with diagrams of how the
stones and columns had niches carved into them for lifting and secure
placement. It made the examination of the loose stone blocks of greater
interest as we noted these carved niches used in the construction. This
site also had what I had wanted to see in several other sites – a good
explanatory museum with pictures of the original temple, its design,
statuary, and construction features. Because of the museum, I would put
it as one of the best sites we have seen. On the way back in the bus we
saw the Paleohora, the old town abandoned in 1826, but did not stop to
snoop through it. The older ladies in black dresses were crossing
themselves past every chapel and church.

The town and island, because of its strategic position at the mouth of
the Saronic Gulf, emerged as a major commercial center about 1000 BC and
by the 7th century BC was the major power in the area. However, even
though it was a major contributor to the Greek side at the Battle of
Salamis in 480 BC, it was attacked and defeated by Athens in 459 BC, and
forced to tear down its city walls and surrender its fleet. As the
Lonely Planet describes, “According to mythology, Aegina was abducted by
Zeus, and taken to the island. Her son by Zeus, Aeacus, was the
grandfather of Achilles of Trojan War fame.” Other details about the
island:
  • It was the capital from 1827 to 1829 of the partly liberated Greece.
  • The writer Nikos Kazantzakis wrote “Zorba the Greek” while living on
    the island.
  • It is Greece’s main producer of pistachio nuts.


The day we were to meet Alvin, we took an early hydrofoil to Piraeus. It
skimmed across the water at about 35 to 40 knots, covering the 20 miles
or so in 45 minutes, dock to dock. It was a smooth crossing with very
little sensation. It bumped over the small waves feeling more like a bus
than a boat. Some of the early pioneering work on hydrofoils was done by
the Canadian, Alexander Graham Bell, on the Bras D’or Lakes on Cape
Breton Island. The Canadian Navy even developed one of the first
hydrofoil warships in the early 1960’s, HMCS Bras D’or, but after being
built and sea trialed she was scrapped and now lies derelict some place
in Quebec. At least the government didn’t destroy it as they did with
the Avro Arrow, another piece of high tech development scrapped by the
government.

But I digress. Piraeus, a suburb of Athens, is a large commercial port
with the ferry terminals at the inner end, adjacent to a good bus
terminal with frequent buses to the airport. We rapidly saw how Athens’
traffic system is a “dog’s breakfast”. Cars were parked every which way,
especially at corners, creating congestion on narrow streets. While we
were there, Athens was experimenting with a “no car” day, permitting
only taxis, trucks, and buses, and offering free commuter bus service.
It was a shambles. To reduce the traffic, Athens has already instituted
an odd-even license plate system where on alternate days only cars with
odd numbered license plates are allowed into the city, and then next day
for even numbered plates. I would not want to own a car in Athens.

We went over to Zea marina to see it and to visit some chandleries to
try to get a whisker pole for Veleda. No luck. They either had never
heard of such a pole, or didn’t stock them. (For you non-sailors, a
whisker pole is an extendable aluminum pole that attaches to the mast,
and extends out to the clew of the genoa sail to hold it out when
sailing downwind.) We broke ours last season and need a new one. As
well, we went to the Athens Maritime Museum, located next to the marina.
It was not an exceptional museum, but did have some items of interest.

Back at the port we caught the airport bus for a 1½ hour ride, a
distance which could have been covered in 30 minutes with reasonable
traffic. The new Athens airport is modern and efficient. Athens is
working up its infrastructure in preparation for the next Olympics to be
held there. Alvin’s plane arrived a bit early and he was through customs
rapidly, as he was cleared through in his stopover in Amsterdam. The EU
can produce some efficiencies.

After another 1½ hour bus ride we caught the hydrofoil again back to
Aigina. The ferries serve the island every half hour with one of the
three types of ferries used. The Greek ferry services are quite
impressive to all the islands and coastal areas, with a variety of
companies competing for customers. The route took us across the inner
end of the Saronic Gulf, passing the island of Salamis. The straits
around the northeast side of the island are the location for the famous
Battle of Salamis where the Greek fleet defeated the Persian invasion
fleet in 480 BC. Judy had wanted to sail Veleda through this historic
waterway, but when she saw the many merchant ships at anchor in the
vicinity, and the traffic going into the straits heading to the Corinth
Canal, she felt we didn’t really need to put ourselves through that
industrial congestion. So we shelved plans to sail around Salamis.

 

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