We leave the tent locked, with most our gear inside to cycle more quickly to the National Park. The wind is very powerful. We take a lovely mountainbike trail, not being very sure of where we are going to end, but eventually we arrive to the lakes.
These are separated from the Adriatic Sea by a kind of dam. I am a bit stressed as the path is rocky and I forgot the pump...moreover, many trees fell on the path as the result of the wind. The wet silt sticks to the tyres and these double in volume!
The park must be lovely in summer. A monastery is visible across the lake. We hardly cross anyone and we escape the park fee. The weather is so horrendous that I guess they are not expecting any visitors, especially on bikes.
We try to get back as quickly as possible to catch the afternoon ferry. But the ride is very tough. The wind is blowing against us and sometimes we just have to stop and wait for the gale to pass us. Marjanne is exhausted, the mountainbiking was quite difficult already, and we realize that we will only be able to catch the second and last boat of the day, at 1900.
We eat tuna and sweetcorn, sleep 20 min and leave for the harbour. The way back is amazingly quick, we arrive only 30 min after the boat left. The bad news is that the 1900 boat has been cancelled because of the weather (or more probably, because to few people wanted to make the crossing!). We are gutted, but find a bed in Sobra and spend a relaxing evening, with an enjoyable view of the small harbour.
The restaurant is cooking fish for the staff, we think it is a joke when the waiter says they only serve pizza out of season. But no. Although the pizza is good, we are disappointed.
People are oblivious to the fact we travel by bike. They just gaze at us (well at Marjanne especially) in a moody way, not saying a word. I guess it is cultural, to keep their integrity during busy seasons...
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