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What's really going to bake your noodle later on is, would you still have broken it if I hadn't said anything?
1500 miles today!
Continuing along the undulating Northern shore of the Gulf of Corinth under fantastically blue skies, we passed below mountains that are surprisingly Scottish, at least in profile, although the scale is different and Munros rarely smell of Mediterranean herbs.
Arriving in Itea, the climate was still that of a warm British summer evening but with the additional smell of oranges and lemons still ripening on the branch. The town is a seaside resort, quiet in the off-season, although its other industry (that of mining "purest red") is still going strong, drenching the approach road with stains of rusty blood.
Using Itea as a base, we visited Delphi/Delfi/Delphoi, situated high on the hillside in a fantastic natural amphitheatre overlooking the gulf. For over 800 years the priests and priestesses of the oracle of Delphi received tributes carried by the messengers of kings (who couldn't be bothered to climb the hills themselves). The result is a Sacred Way flanked by temples, shrines and statues, although most are ruined now. On the day we visited, with mist hanging and thunder rumbling around the cliffs above, you could well imagine the fear of the gods.
Day 86km (Total 2455.1km)
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