In the deepest calm of the forest

39° 12′ 36.306” N 20° 29′ 31.5024” E

June 8, 2018

Do not tell anyone: Eight nautical miles south of Parga is a bay so beautiful and undisturbed, that we have hardly experienced anything more peaceful and enchantingly beautiful throughout our hole journey with Ronja. Two Rock Bay is the name of the bay.

When we arrive, there is only one boat in the whole bay, an Englishman, who shouts at us that if we want to stay overnight in the bay, we must be prepared for swells, that will make the night uneasy. It is not going to be a problem for us. We drop our anchor furthest into the bay with only 0.9 meters of water below the keel encircled by almost vertical wooded rock walls.

The whole compass around we see no buildings, no sunbeds, no noisy speedboats. Only rock walls, dense forests and small pieces of beach. As the day turns into evening, more and more yachts pop up to sleep in the bay and a young couple raises a small dome tent on the beach and turns a fire on. But even with this increased population, the bay maintains its majestic silence.