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Ayios Nikolaos & a
Leper Colony
IIraklion, CreteSept. 6, 2004
Hi Folks,
We have had gale force winds, never below 25 knots, ever since arriving here on
Sept. 1st. There was no room in the inner harbour and we are on the outer wall,
but well protected by the main breakwater, about 25 feet high. The wind blows us
away from the dock, which is good, but the surge set up causes us to swing fore
and aft. There are no cleats on this concrete wall, only large ship bollards
every 100 feet or so. As a result we have only two lines extended aft about 30
feet and two lines extended forward another 30 feet, and surge back and forth
causing some heavy snapping of the lines as they alternately take the strain.
Our masthead windspeed indicator sticks above the height of the breakwater and
has constantly read 25 to 35 knot winds over the past six days.
Tomorrow I will be going through the Samaria Gorge with a tour group from 0600
to 2130, and upon my return we may head off to Sicily directly, as the weather
is supposed to calm down a bit by tomorrow night. We have to get clear of Crete
before the next blow comes, and hope it is from a good direction (N or NE). The
gales on this west/central part of Crete are unfortunately from the NW, just the
direction we have to go to get clear of the deep bay in which Iraklion is
located. Thus I may not be able to send any E-mail until we reach Catania in
Sicily, if then. Catania is just below Mount Etna, the volcano, which was
erupting when we were here a few years ago. The distance from Iraklion to
Catania is about 500 miles of open sea, our longest passage since crossing the
Atlantic in 1999.
We will appreciate having Doug as extra crew, the first time since Lake Ontario
we have had an experienced crew member for a passage. He is supposed to arrive
tomorrow afternoon. Judy will send this off from an internet café tomorrow when
she is on line checking the weather web sites to see what we are in for. If it
has not let up by then, we will stay put. Hopefully we will be off tomorrow
night for Sicily. We were stuck in the lovely anchorage in Log #33f, Spinalonga,
for several days.
The weather has been very windy this past month, causing us to stay put several
times rather than venture out into force 6 and 7 winds. However, we are still
enjoying our travels and are glad we have the time to wait for better weather. I
enjoyed exploring Nisos Spinalonga and the abandoned leper colony.
All the best, Aubrey
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Ayios Nikolaos & a Leper Colony
There was no problem in mooring unassisted at Ayios
Nikolaos (35° 11.19’ N, 025° 43.07’ E) in Crete, as it was a quiet morning and
there were laid lines which I was able to pick up to hold our stern off while
Judy secured our bow lines.
We met a couple of British boats who gave us some local information, and with
whom we exchanged some books. Keith and Jean on N’Oubliez Jamais (Never Forget)
took a jerry can up along with theirs to fill with diesel, and we had Jeff and
Sally from Mr. Orion over one evening to give them information on Aegean ports
and anchorages. The marina is a “laid back” operation, with the office in a
porta-cabin, as are the toilets and showers. There were power and water stations
on the concrete-surfaced pontoons, with many empty spaces and only a half dozen
foreign boats. At one time we had considered wintering here, but now are glad we
didn’t, as there would not be much for liveaboards to do here in the winter. It
might be OK to leave the boat here on the hard and go home for five months of
the winter, as they have a large boatyard and hard standing area.
The main part of town was close by and we wandered over a few times to resupply,
send E-mail and go to the local archeological museum. We would rate it as only
OK, and not worth a stop here at Ayios Nikolaos. In retrospect, we should have
gone directly to Iraklion. However, Keith and Jean made a very good
recommendation of a secure scenic anchorage 10 miles up the coast at Spinalonga
(long spine?), where they were going next.
The marina office allowed us to plug our laptop into their phone line for
E-mail; however the local access number for AOL was unserviceable, and I went to
a local hotel to use its internet site with a floppy disc and cut and paste
procedure.
We picked up some wines and liquor at reasonable prices. Judy liked a sweet
Cretan white wine referred to as a “soft” wine. I got a 2 litre bottle of dry
white wine for only 3.00 Euros (about $5.00 Canadian) that was quite acceptable.
We are not wine connoisseurs, and try the cheap wines of each country instead.
So far we liked the cheap wines of Bulgaria and Romania best. Cheap wines of
Greece and Turkey are OK, but the cheap wines of Ukraine were awful. We don’t
really stock up on any wines, as we don’t have storage space, and we like to try
the local wines (and beers) of wherever we are. Buying wines when we are
checking out of a country we have found is a good way of getting rid of the last
bits of the country’s currency.
We were ready to leave next afternoon, but the winds were force 6 from the
north, the direction we had to go. N’Oubliez Jamais left, but it was a big
Jeanneau 44, more able to handle the weather. It was the same kind of boat I
helped sail last year from Halifax to Norfolk, and Keith confirmed he has the
same problem as I noted then, that the Jeanneau pounds badly in head seas. We
didn’t need the aggravation, although Veleda is much more sea-kindly, doesn’t
pound into head seas, and is a dry boat, very seldom burying her bow into
oncoming waves. However, the smaller propeller we have since losing our large
one on the Danube does not push us into head seas as well. We will probably
replace the lost one when we get to Rome. It is nice to have a more powerful
propeller in heavy seas, when maneuvering in close quarters in a marina, or in
river or tidal currents.
By 1700, the wind seemed to have eased off, and so we checked out (21.00 Euros
for one night!), and headed up to Spinalonga. Once clear of the harbour we were
into heavy seas and 25 knots of wind. We closed the shoreline hoping for a bit
of a lee and lesser waves. It worked, and we snuck up the coast, around the
headland of Spinalonga, outside of Nisos Spinalonga, an interesting, intriguing
deserted island with heavy Venetian fortifications, a derelict Ottoman village,
and a former leper colony. I knew I would have to explore that island next day!
The island guarded a long bay or lagoon, with the Spinalonga peninsula to the
east side, an isthmus at the south end joining the peninsula to the mainland,
and the tourist town of Elouda in the SW corner.
We anchored in the first bay south of the island, known as Meso Vathy, in 15
feet of water with sand over mud bottom, very good holding (35° 16.83’ N, 025°
44.51’ E). N’Oubliez Jamais was already there, as was another local sailboat.
There was a large pontoon raft secured to the north shore, with a canopy, wooden
flooring and a bar, used by some day trippers for parties. However it was unused
the four days while we were there, although several other small day trip boats
landed ashore for afternoon swims and barbecues on the sandy beach and small
cleared area nearby.
Next day we visited N’Oubliez Jamais and exchanged some books. When I indicated
I wanted to take Sprite up to explore the island at the entrance, Judy declined
as she wanted to do some tasks on Veleda, and similarly Keith had some work to
do on N’Oubliez Jamais. So Jean and I took off in Sprite the 2 miles up to Nisos
Spinalonga. Although the island is deserted, it is being maintained and upgraded
for historical and tourist purposes. We landed at the main dock, and paid our
2.00 Euros for entry, then had the whole afternoon to explore this fascinating
island.
This area has an extensive history. Artifacts have been found dating from
Neolithic times (7000 to 3000 BC) through Crete’s main historical Minoan period
(3000 to 1100 BC). The Hellenic and Roman eras have left their traces including
the ancient port of Lato, its ruins submerged but visible when snorkeling on a
calm day just off the isthmus. The island comes into the historical record
during the Byzantine era, and later when under the influence of Venice. The
massive Venetian fort was built to protect the lagoon and Elouda, primarily from
pirates, and was in use until the area was finally conquered by the Ottomans in
the 16th century AD. It had several bastions at the summit and on the strategic
corners of the island to deter ship-borne attacks. When the Ottomans took over
they established a community on the island, complete with traditional
residences, flagstone walks and streets, a large community cistern providing
running water, and a sewage system. After the Ottoman Empire disintegrated Crete
suffered the upheavals common to the rest of Greece and had the additional fight
of ENOSIS, Union with Greece, which did not take place until 1913.
Things settled down in this area in the 1920’s. In the 1930’s the lagoon was
used as a stopover for large seaplanes from Britain en route to India and
Australia, and the island had some small industry, including salt production. As
the industry declined the island was converted to a leper colony with new (in
the 1930’s) buildings and the fortifications and Ottoman residences were allowed
to crumble. The leper colony was closed in 1953 and the island has been deserted
since, except for recent historical and tourist interests.
In exploring the island we first hiked up to the summit and upper bastions for a
breath-taking 360 degree panorama, out to sea, over the mountains, and down the
bay and the peninsula. On the peninsula could be seen the miles of stone walls
built by local farmers hundreds of years ago, the fields now barren of olive
trees and even of the goats and sheep once pastured there. Between the island
and the northern tip of the peninsula the clear waters showed that a keel boat
could navigate that small channel, staying closer to the island as most of the
shoals were at the end of the peninsula. Across the channel were the remains of
the long-abandoned salt works. We could see the massive lower bastions, their
semi-circular battlements empty of cannon but located on three strategic corners
of the roughly triangular shaped island, still commanding the entrances to the
lagoon. As well as the leper cemetery, we could see the leper colony’s derelict
buildings contrasting in their relatively modern rectangular stuccoed flat roofs
with the battlements and the derelict Ottoman residences.
Downhill, I enjoyed wandering through the stone remains of the Ottoman
buildings, piecing together what they may have looked like when inhabited. I
could see or imagine their small shaded courtyards, the fireplaces for heat or
for cooking, the absent stairs no longer ascending to the floorless upper
stories, the old wooden beams that at one time supported a small enclosed
balcony overhanging the street, so characteristic of the Ottoman era houses, and
the fluted, squared and arched casements of doorways and windows indicative of
architectural flourishes. The massive barrel-vaulted cistern which stretched for
over 100 metres was a mystery, with one section having dozens of stone or
concrete washing receptacles, possibly still in use for the leper colony.
Mingled in the Ottoman remains were the newer deserted leper colony buildings,
long rectangular single-story remains, several with a central corridor, doorless
rooms gaping on either side. Light and plumbing fixtures had been torn out of
the walls.
A few buildings had the remains of attractive stone patios at the ends, with
lovely views across the channel. There were no explanatory signs, and so I
didn’t know which buildings were residences, kitchens, administrative or
medical. Surprisingly, the floors were swept and clear of debris. There were no
large dormitory rooms. They seemed to be small apartments with toilet
facilities, judging from the holes in the walls where pipes and drains would
have been. I think there were a couple of communal kitchens and dining areas.
These buildings were built alongside and above the remains of the Ottoman
residences, so as I walked the centuries old street, I would see on one side the
early 20th century leper colony buildings and on the other side the stone
foundations of Ottoman residences. There was one domed building, just inside a
pillared Venetian entrance-way opening to a small unused dock, which had a few
explanatory photographs of some of the small industry and the seaplane base of
the island in the early 20th century.
I would have liked to have seen information on the Venetian and Ottoman
periods as well as about the leper colony closed in 1953. Such material would
help make the place come alive for people as they wander about the intriguing
remains of Nisos Spinalonga.
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