Goats, swifts and moles
Today was another beach by bus day, and we went to the closer beach of Agnontas, a quick 15 minute, 2 euro (each way) bus hop across the base of the island. We set up camp at the fare end of the small beach, overlooked by a rather menacing and defiant goat and their three kids
I must confess as I took my first swim if the day, along the cliff that fringed the beach, and I explored a sea cave directly beneath momma goat, I was doing some mental calculations and reaching the conclusion that whilst, on land, I would come a very poor second to the goat, in the unlucky event that it did venture into the water I reckoned I could probably out swim it, so carried on enjoying the clear blue water.
The beach was lovely – not as big as Panormos the day before, and so it felt slightly more crowded, we both said we preferred it to the previous day’s beach.
Our umbrella has been a must, providing us with much needed shade, and our chairs a comfortable addition to this year’s travels that will probably now accompany us on all of our trips.
The evening found us back in Skopelos town and we spent a wonderful minutes watching the swifts whirl and screech in the evening sunlight. Whilst not quite the masses we witnessed four years ago in Corfu town, they are majestic to watch as the spin through the sky, seeking out their supper of insects whilst still on the wing.
And then we thought of our supper, to, and decided on this taverna:
I love the Greek lettering, and was curious as to its name so used the magic of Google translate to discover …
means “Moles”. It was a good choice, the food was delicious, the setting (and company) beautiful and, as Becky reminded me, its the detail that is important.
Our only regret is that we didn’t have the fried zucchini as a starter, and rued our decision when we saw what arrived when other diners had chosen it. Not to worry, we’ll amend that error with return visit to “Moles” later in the week.