Active Tours in Greece: Hiking, Sailing, and Mythic Landscapes
The first daybreak I consider inside the Cyclades broke red over a series of islands that looked like sound asleep whales. We slipped the lines in Paros and motored out previous the harbor wall when fishermen hauled octopus off their lines by way of hand. An hour later, the sails discovered wind. The boat leaned, the sea became a deeper blue, and the horizon flashed with white chapels. That become the soar of a week that stitched collectively limestone paths, quiet coves, a