Greek Journal Part IX
Greek Journal: 5/13/2005-6/8/2005
5/28/2005: On the Corfu Trail, Corfu: To get back on the trail with out going back
up to Stavros we took the day off and buses back across the island to the west
coast town of Glyfada. Glyfada is a
small beach resort that is located at the termination of a steep canyon road
that drops off at the sea. We spent the
day relaxing, reading, eating and trying to figure out how to find the Corfu
Trail in the morning. Since it was still
“off” season in
View of the sunset from our room in Glyfada on the west coast of Corfu
5/29/2006: On the Corfu Trail,
Just past Myrtiossa we came to an old, and mostly abandoned church, nestled in oak trees and surrounded by olive trees.
Not seeing a CT sign or people we continued on the most used track through the olive groves. The trail climbed steeply up and away from the coast, but still seemed like the right way to go. The track turned in to a small road and finally crested high on the coastal range with great views back to the ocean. The views were fine, but we had not seen a trail marker in a couple of hours and it was decision time. Deciding that we must have missed a branch in the trail that traversed the coast line we descended back from whence we came and then headed north on a likely spur. 45 minutes and about 500 ft down the trail we came to a dead end on a cliff overlooking what truly may be the most beautiful beach in the world. From what I could tell the cove and beach were nameless and rarely if ever visited by humans. Unfortunately we had been wandering the coast for hours, it was hot and we were low on provisions. After admiring this wonderful setting for a few minutes we started back up the trail to summit hoping to see a trail marker we might have missed on the way down.
The beach below the end of the trail
We headed all the way back up to the top of the range where we had been three hours earlier and just as we crested the trail we ran in to a small group of trekkers with a guide. These were the first trekkers we had encountered since we started the trail almost a week ago. We asked the guide where the Corfu Trail was, to which he replied, “No one does that trail. There are so many signs missing it is impossible, and by the way you are on the trail”. The great part of it was that I had no appointments and no where special to be and wandering around olive groves on a Greek island on a beautiful day was not a bad way to spend some time.
We headed down the road with renewed energy and were shortly
in the town of
Sunset as seen from our restaurant seat on the beach in Ermonas.
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