The entrance to Ieraka is between some moderately sized cliffs which dog-leg to the right hiding the village and protecting it from the ocean swell. The pilot book describes it as “A gem of a place”, the hamlet, a single line of houses, sits wedged along the quay-front hemmed in by rocky slopes on either side. At the western end is a large shallow lagoon, too shallow for most yachts … the pilot book was right, it is a gem.We moored up on the tiny quay, it would probably only accommodate about seven boats, as it is so small, most yachts pass Ieraka by, which is a shame. On the other side of the quay (20 metres from us) is an equally tiny area allocated for swimming, the locals have added umbrellas and sun beds. After getting the boat sorted and a cooling swim, we settled down to relax away the afternoon, with Mark asleep below decks and me engrossed in my book. However, after a short while, we had a shock awaking when a 40ft Greek Motor boat hit and gouged some lumps out of the side of Hapatoni as he was trying to moor next to us. After some discussion, the owner said he would contact his insurance company, but that lasted for about ten minutes before he started shouting and ranting at us, obviously not wanting to pay for the damage he had caused.
He decided and told us that “we were not going to stay the night and should leave”, he wanted to drive us out, so on came his engine, up went the volume of his music (we liked the Greek music, so no hardship) and the ranting volume increased. However, he had no idea how stubborn we can be. Things got a bit heated as he was trying to provoke Mark, but Mark stayed calm (ish) and was great, I lost my rag at one point, pointing my fingers at him and shouting, we were not going to let him bully us. Later we went off to walk Hudson, conscious not to leave the boat too long. We enjoyed the hamlet and the locals were lovely, we stopped for a drink (just a drink was the plan), but when we saw a couple on the table next to us having the local sea platter, we had to have one also with a Greek salad, absolutely delicious – prawns, mussels, white bait, calamari and home grown salad, the olives were my favourite so far, also home grown.Now relaxed and with bellies full, we headed back to the boat, by this time the neighbour had cooled down and Mark and he shook hands putting an end to the shouting. Then, even better he left shortly after, thankfully…. but still with no intention to pay for the damage he had caused. In all our travels in Greece, we have found all the Greeks the most welcoming and friendly, this one exception was a prize a*****e.
It is a shame that guy arrived as he did impact our stay, the hamlet is quiet (except for our neighbour), not much life and no shops but tranquil and pretty. So tomorrow we move on again, an hour down the coast to Monemvasia, which again is different but stunning – seems to be a theme, I think we have fallen in love with Greece.