Greek Islands 09/07/18 - day 3

With reliable (or reassuring?) predictablity we emerge, grab breakfast, and head down to the dive shop. It feels calmer today, the wind has relaxed a bit and the surf is less than yesterday. Not that it matters to what’s happening under the waves of course. 

There’s three new divers today, none of yesterday’s folks remain, but that’s normal as people come and go, and fit in with their wive’s demands (yes, it is mostly men who dive.) Only the Greek boy is beyond conversation, the other two are French and English so easy to communicate with. One of them tells me this years water is unseasonably cold - no kidding, it’s bloody freezing!

We’re off before long, heading north past our hotel like before, perhaps a little further. We anchor and head towards land. Keeping very topical, with the Thai kids and their cave experience, we mess around in some open caves, squashing ourselves into some very narrow spaces, in one place I have to go sideways because my tank is too large to fit me in height-wise. After a while we head off down the slope and into more open water, soaring across grassland until we reach 18m and two anchors - one stone and one cast iron. We returned via the open caves, played a while as our 5m safety stop and then ascended. 

On they way to our next dive we saw a milk carton floating, so diverted to garbage collect. What we then found was not a two-litre, but the make-shift float of an illegal fishing net (its a protected area) so we started the extraction. Pulling up over 20m of net we found one dead fish and, alive, a star fish and a lobster. We carefully cut them free and continued onto dive number two. 

Parking over a WWII bomb, we descended fairly quickly to 25m where it was bloody cold but clear. We follow the edge of island slowly ascending, enjoying the most populous area of fish yet. They are as laid-back as the above-water inhabitants, not really bothering to get out of the way! 

It was a relief to get back on the rib and warm up on the short journey back to the harbour. Hubby was no-where to be seen, having gone on quite an expeditious walk to Sami. He arrived back whist I was cleaning my kit. 

In the afternoon we visited the very picturesque Assos making the trek up a steep incline to visit the castle before descending back to the village for ice cream and finally a drive up the very winding road and into hills, so we could chart a new route for hubby tomorrow. 

Another quick shower and back to town for dinner at one of the local eateries. 

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