Banff, Canadian Rockies: a walk on the lake

On one of my days-off from skiing I fastened snowshoes on my pack and headed out northwards from Banff along the Bow River, then along its tributary Echo Creek, crossed the Trans Canada Railway at the point where a Canadian Pacific Train de-railed on Boxing Day 2014 (an area still closed for environmental restoration work) before turning west towards the frozen Vermilion Lakes.

At this point I leave the Fenlands Loop Trail and the snow trapped by vegetation at the lake margins gets deeper, the going more difficult so the snowshoes come into their own.

Once onto the frozen lake wind has scoured and sculpted the snow to only a few inches deep on the thick ice.  It’s a huge expanse of white, flat into the distance, interrupted by dense thickets of dogwood and stands of pine trees, many of them starkly dead.  Mountains tower all around: most dramatically the saw-toothed Mount Rundle, the long Fairholme Range, Cascade Mountain and the closest, Mount Norquay.

I had picked up a whisper in the town that a pack of wolves had been seen in the Vermilion Lakes area and was hopeful of spotting them.  I knew it unlikely but I stayed alert, monitored all-round.

Ploughing through the deep snow towards the lake I had come across an area between the dogwood scrub and pine forest and the smooth covering over the ice, which was trampled over and dug up.   I guessed that deer of some kind had scented the dried grass beneath and turned over the  snow to get at it.

Soon afterwards, cutting across a broad section of snow-over-ice (much easier on the leg muscles) I spotted a herd of elk way off to my right on another area fringing the frozen lake.  I headed over in that direction but my pace slowed on reaching the deeper snow.  Many were sitting contetedly.  Most of the hinds (known locally as cows) stood up as I approached, having seen or scented me.  But the dominant stag, (known locally as a bull), sat impassively, magnificently, looking straight at me.  The cows all ambled off slowly into the trees showing the distinctive and eponymous large pale rumps of elk, their alternative name ‘wapiti’ from the Shawnee/Cree ‘waapiti ‘– white rump.  When they had all gone the stag stood and ambled slowly after them.

I cut across the deep snow on a spur of land stretching into the lake, progress slowed by fallen trees, and reappeared on the next section of lake just as the herd came from the right hand lake margin and started to cross the snow-covered ice.  They weren’t panicked but clearly uneasy at being ‘stalked’, even if unintentionally.  I stood and watched as they crossed the whole width of the lake, the dominant stag bringing up the rear, pausing once in a while to look at me as if to say  “Just be careful.  These are all mine” .

Sadly I saw no wolves.  They may have homed in on the scent of the elk but looked elsewhere for a meal given the alertness of the dominant stag.

Though most of the surface area of the Vermilion Lakes is frozen solid at this time of year, thermal springs flowing out of the mountain create ponds and flows of open water.   As long as you recognise where these are the ice can be crossed safely.  But they create micro-habitats with water vegetation, birds and fish clearly visible surrounded by the encroaching ice as temperatures fall and accumulating snow.

Taking a close look at the fringing snow and ice is fascinating.  There are large deposits of snow on seemingly small objects like stones and twigs.  Razorblade thin, fan-shaped ice crystals form over sheets of clear ice.   The thermal springs flowing into the lake steam in the bright sun under a cloudless sky.  This water vapour is what freezes into such amazing crystals I guess.

It is this extra dimension to winter in the Rockies which makes Banff unique, which makes me want to return.

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At the lake margin an expanse of grassland is scented by the elk and excavated for winter fodder

 

 

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The herd of elk at the edge of the lake before I disturbed them, the dominant stag monitoring

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The herd heads across to the other side of the lake having skirted its margin to avoid me

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The dominant stag bringing up the rear and checking I’m no threat

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Another grazing area close to one of the thermal springs

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Expanse of snow-covered frozen lake, the Fairholme Range in the distance

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…. and closer by, Mount Norquay and Cascade Mountain

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Not long after the winter solstice, a Very Tall Me on the wind-sculpted snow

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Mount Rundle reflected in clear water, an outflow from a thermal spring

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Fairholme Range reflected

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…. and Mount Norquay and Cascade Mountain

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A mirror-like pond reflects snow covered stumps of dead trees

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Thickly encrusted with snow, long dead branches droop into crystal clear water

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At the freezing edge of the open water, a mixture of clear ice and razor blade-thin crystals

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Trying to look at the shapes of the crystals

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…. and again

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…. and again

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Wile a duck paddles at the edge looking for food

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Many dead trees on the spits of land sticking out into the lake

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Some having reached desperately 50 feet for the sky are destroyed by beetles tunneling under the bark

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The frozen lakes are a magnet for the many outdoor-minded local people, taking the family for a walk

 

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Banff, Canadian Rockies: climate contrast

Completing my blog posts about the summer in the Greek islands I wrote about Kalymnos that it was: “only a short stay but a good way to round off the summer and pause for thought before heading for the Canadian Rockies and a starkly contrasting climate and mountain experience”.  The contrast is indeed stark.

Also contrasting is the weather back in the UK which, according to the Met Office forecasts, continues to be grey, wet and dismal with humidity stuck at over 90% and temperatures about 6-10 degrees.

This blog post tries to show in pictures just how different things are here in Banff and the surrounding mountains.  Temperatures in the mornings are typically minus 15 to minus 25, occasionally dropping to below minus 30 with added wind-chill going down to below minus 40 making it necessary to cover up every inch of skin before venturing out of the ski lodge.  Afternoon temperatures can soar to a toasty minus 5 ….. occasionally.  Some hardy locals still go around in shorts but not me. I wear sandals in the hotel but haven’t yet ventured the 50 yards along the street to the brew pub in them.

There is snow cover everywhere.  Side streets in the town are thick with compacted snow and ice.  All rooftops are snow-covered.  Branches of the millions of Lodgepole Pines along the Trans Canada Highway (the longest paved road in the world) hang down under heavy snow accumulations.  Where it has been blown off by wind they gleam with hoar frost in the bright sunlight.

This is proper winter.  Love it!!

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Looking down the Bow River from the town bridge in Banff, 8,495 foot Mount Rundle behind

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… the summit wind blowing the fine snow near horizotal

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Thick ice on the river is broken as it approaches Bow Falls

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….. and then tumbles down

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The right angle bend at the foot of Mount Rundle leads  towards the Fairholme range

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The Spray River joins the Bow at the right angle bend at the Falls, upstream is cliffed on both sides

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Standing on the edge, snowshoes the easiest way to get around

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At the riverbend water is pumped from the Spray River onto a level field to create a much used skating pond.  reminiscent of a painting by LS Lowry or Pieter Brueghel the Elder

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On the ski-bus to Lake Louise, Castle Mountain majestic in the background, in the foreground small trees blurred by speed

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Coasting down Easy Street, the broad run back to the main lodge at Lake Louise

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Looking across the Bunny Hill

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The Top of the World.  At Lake Louise anyway

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At the top of the Lake Louise gondola, trees blown clear of snow but frosted

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At the end of the afternoon, cloud formations indicate the pending arrival of the Chinook and a rise in temperature the next day.

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From the hotel in the centre of Banff, an accelerating gradient up Caribou Street to Tunnel Mountain Drive, in winter closed to vehicles.  Not surprisingly.

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And then onto Tunnel Mountain Trail.  Cleats on boots a definite advantage

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Close to the top, a pause to admire the majestic Mount Rundle just across the deeply incised valley

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Even closer to the top the national Park Authority have placed red chairs to sit and admire the view over Banff and upstream on the Bow River.  I love the zany idea but sadly others have criticized it as inappropriate

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Canadian Rockies: A White Christmas

A bit of a contrast from Greece.  In the Canadian Rockies, in the ski resorts near Banff temperatures dropping to minus mid-twenties overnight, highs of minus 15 in the afternoon.

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Christmas Eve was a Sun Dog Day high in the mountains, billions of microscopic ice crystals acting like a prism forming a circle with a spear of light striking down through the snow cloud

More to follow but in the meantime ….. Happy Christmas

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Kalymnos: peace and tranquillity at the end of summer

I finished my summer in Greece  with a short stay on Kalymnos.  Its population of 16,000, making it the third most populous island in the Dodecanese group after Rhodes and Kos, is considerably increased in the summer by tourists.   However, unlike other islands, many of the visitors to Kalymnos are climbers, attracted from all over the world by the extensive limestone crags, especially in April/May and September/October, encouraged by facilities provided by the island council.

I’m not one for tourist hotspots so, once off the ferry, as usual I made straight for Emborios at the northern tip of the island.  The tiny village is the epitome of the Greek concept of ‘ησυχία’ – peacefulness, tranquillity.   The gardens of Harry’s Paradise (Anglicisation of Χαραλαμπος’)’  apartments and restaurant are a luxuriant, shady oasis in the summer aridity of the Aegean limestone.  The beach is an enticement for climbers hot off the crags for a cooling swim.

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Escaping from Harry’s Paradise, plate-sized flowers on a succulent even coming into October.

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Dazzling blue of Morning Glory drapes the fence .

The sheltered harbour is backed by dramatic crags rising to over 1000 feet ASL.  A stiff uphill walk from the village is the ‘Kastri’, an ancient fortification set in a natural bowl, climbers waiting in the shade of shallow caves for their turn on the rock.  Apart from it being a great place to be, with no broadband at this end of the island, I found in 2014 that with line-of-sight down Telendos Sound to the Vodaphone telecom masts at Mirties and the curving limestone cliffs behind acting as a collecting dish, this was the only place I could pick up a 3G signal for the SIM card in my MiFi to get internet connection so I walked up there most afternoons.  Come 2015 and optic fibre broadband has been extended to the village with a first-rate network all over Harry’s and even down to the beach but a walk up to the Kastri followed by a swim before the late afternoon sun left the bay was still very enjoyable.

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From a short way up the crag, part of the inner fortification of the Kastri in the foreground, Telendos Sound in the distance

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The inner fortification with one side of the cliff behind

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Ancient olive press with a hint of double entendre

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Mirror-smooth Emborios Bay in late afternoon sun

Around the headland from Emborios is the most northerly beach on the west side of the island.  Rarely visited and with fine shingle it’s a great place for a gentle stroll, a swim and a bit of arty construction when boredom sets in.

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Looking from the coast path to the secluded beach, the most northerly on the west coast

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Along the path, small-flowered autumn crocus in the thin soil, not as large , luxuriant or numerous as those on Symi

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Blue sky, clear water, fine gravel.  Perfect

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And when like me you get bored, get creative with the pebbles.

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Looking the other way

There are only two buses a day from Emborios to Pothia but catching the morning bus as far as Hora opens a couple of opportunities for enjoyable short walks.  An increasingly steep paved and stepped path leads up to the extensive castle perched on high cliffs dropping down to hundreds of feet to the west and the north with impressive views over the main harbour and across to Kos.  The information centre and taverna may be open in high season but not coming into autumn so the habit of always carrying chilled water and a bite to eat paid off.

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Castle wall on top of vertical cliffs

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…. looking at the inside

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Two of the crusader escutcheons set in the walls

Only a short stay but a good way to round off the summer and pause for thought before heading for the Canadian Rockies and a starkly contrasting climate and mountain experience.

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Greece by bus

After years of hopping around the Greek islands I decided in 2012 that it was time to take a look at the mainland.   By bus.

Interest sparked by reading ‘The Mani’ by WW2 hero Patrick Leigh Fermor, made the wild, rugged central peninsula in the south of the Peloponnisos a magnet and that was to be the core of the trip.

A month or two of planning saw other destinations added.  An explosive confrontation with the tutor in a Greek class had made a visit to the iconic monasteries of Meteora top of the list.  A growing enjoyment of skiing suggested a resort in the Pindus Mountains.  A glowing recommendation of Parga, its proximity to friends with a house on Paxos and a former walking companion visiting Corfu meant the inclusion of the North West corner of the country before the long journey south to The Mani.

The plan was to travel from place to place using KTEL, the long distance bus network in Greece, and in each destination to spend time trekking in the mountains.

Reaching The Mani marked a shift in emphasis from travelling to trekking, with a month exploring the Taygetos Mountains barely enough.

So much was added to the original concept that the Grand Plan became unachievable but the two month trip was to spectacular locations with fascinating encounters.  Altogether I travelled about 1,500 kilometres by bus and to a limited extent by train at a cost of €150, about €1 per 10 kilometres.

I recorded the trip on the blog as usual but now I’ve turned it into a book. I’m no great writer.  I’m no great photographer.  But putting the two average abilities together I thought might work.  Originally conceived as an e-book, I have yet to find a way of overcoming the technical problem of converting pages of text with embedded adjacent photos into an appropriate e-book format.

However, ‘Greece by bus’ is now available as limited edition print copy.  A4 in size and 160 pages long, in colour on quality paper, it combines travelling, wild walks and reflections.  I’m still exploring other ways of making it available.

The covers and a sample chapter in PDF format are below.  If you like what you see and would like a copy please contact me.  The cost will be £20 plus postage to wherever you are.

There will be one more Greek island blog this year, looking briefly at Kalymnos, before I head to the Canadian Rockies for skiing and trekking in December.

Chapter 16 Kardamili

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Nisyros: Pirates of the Aegean and soft rock

Once upon a time the people of the small fishing village of Palloi on Nisyros, so it is said, got fed up with being raided by the Pirates of the Aegean, upped sticks and moved from their harbour-side homes to the old mountain village of Emborios.  They clearly thought the dangers of living on the rim of the caldera of a volcano less threatening than the pirates.

The pirates for their part, lacking in true grit as well as morals, didn’t fancy the 1,000 foot climb to do their pillaging, even if they could find the way.

For the people of Palloi their new home in Emborios had the added advantage of under-floor heating from volcanic vents, so saving on energy bills. Who needs price comparison web sites?  It did, however require that they go down to the coast for the odd bit of fishing and trading.

In more law-abiding times Palloi became once again a thriving village, connected to Emborios by a road zig-zagging up the mountainside.  But the old, more direct routeway between the two remains, albeit little used now except by local goatherds and the occasional wild rambler.

Part of the route, especially the upper section, is a paved kalderimi (mule track) but lower down the way becomes less obvious, lost in a maze of goat paths.  Indeed there are different options, one following a dry stream bed to emerge a mile or so west of the village, another meandering over the shoulder of a hill to come out closer to the village.

Having followed the stream bed down to the coast, negotiating a few interesting vertical rocky outcrops on the way, a fascinating addition to the walk is to turn westwards along the road for a mile or so as it climbs over the shoulder of a small hill before dropping down again to follow Lies beach.  The hill is made of pumice, quarried on the landward side, and just before the bottom is a narrow vertical cleft, barely shoulder width, which comes out onto the beach.

This is a section of coast quite unlike anything else on the island.  The cliffs , made out of multicoloured deposits of pumice and ash stretch northwest towards a huge clam-shell of lava protruding into the sea, completely different in colour and texture from the pumice cliffs.   The pumice is so soft that it can be rubbed away with the fingers and in places is sculpted by the wind.  Shallow caves at the foot of the cliffs give shelter to young people camping out for the summer.

From the south side of the lava plug there is a straight choice.  Go back the way you have come.  Or take to the steeply inclined pumice scree and follow it ever higher to the base of the vertical cliff.   There used to be a path but it has slipped into the sea gradually over the last ten years.  Now you pick a line which you feel comfortable with and trust to your judgement. Confidence and sure-footedness are essential.  After a couple of hundred metres, the faint remains of the path comes out at the top of the black and red lava extrusion, unyielding to erosion, contrasting sharply with the light coloured soft pumice cliff.  Despite the spectacular location there is little sign of visitors up here.

The rest of the trek to Palloi is along the road.  Ignoring the hire cars whizzing past en route to the beaches of Lies and Pachi Amos beyond the pumice cliffs, the walk into the village is pleasant, enlivened towards the end of September by the myriad of Sea Daffodils (Pancratium maritimum) thriving in the sandy soil at the edge of the sea.   At the outskirts of the village, drawn by the sense of history and the perverse thought that something hidden is somehow special, I always make a minor diversion to the underground church and the thermal spring in the cave behind.

As far as this large overhanging lava boulder the way is fairly obvious, first a stone-paved kalderimi, then a narrow but well trodden path.  But from here on it’s a ‘route’, follow the dry stream bed or find your way along animal tracks

As far as this large overhanging lava boulder the way is fairly obvious, first a stone-paved kalderimi, then a narrow but well trodden path.  But from here on it’s a ‘route’, follow the dry stream bed or find your way along animal tracks

...... circumventing dried up waterfalls down rocky outcrops

…… circumventing dried up waterfalls down rocky outcrops

The narrow cleft in the pumice cliffs

The narrow cleft in the pumice cliffs

A closer look at the pumice of the cliff face

A closer look at the pumice of the cliff face

The cliff southwest of the cleft is a kind of conglomerate, large pieces of lava embedded in the softer pumice

The cliff south-west of the cleft is a kind of conglomerate, large pieces of lava embedded in the softer pumice

Soft pumice sculpted by the wind

Soft pumice sculpted by the wind

Continuing along the beach, shallow caves just above sea level

Continuing along the beach, shallow caves just above sea level

The eroded pumice starts to form a loose scree, straight ahead the lava extrusion juts out into the sea

The eroded pumice starts to form a loose scree, straight ahead the lava extrusion juts out into the sea

The beginning of the climb up and along the pumice scree

The beginning of the climb up and along the pumice scree

..... the multicoloured pumice in the cliff eroded into weird shapes

….. the multicoloured pumice in the cliff eroded into weird shapes

Yes, this is the way on, becoming very narrow and loose at the junction between the cliff and the scree

Yes, this is the way on, becoming very narrow and loose at the junction between the cliff and the scree

Finally reaching solid ground on the lava extrusion, a huge scallop shape opening out towards the sea

Finally reaching solid ground on the lava extrusion, a huge scallop shape opening out towards the sea

Looking back down the line of the  cliff with the shallow caves rising up to follow one layer of deposited pumice.

Looking back down the line of the  cliff with the shallow caves rising up to follow one layer of deposited pumice.

Multicoloured layers of pumice and ash, differentially resistant to erosion.

Multicoloured layers of pumice and ash, differentially resistant to erosion.

A Mediterranean shag on red lava close to the sea

A Mediterranean shag on red lava close to the sea

.... doesn't like being watched.

…. doesn’t like being watched.

Clumps of Sea Daffodils line the edge of the sandy foreshore

Clumps of Sea Daffodils line the edge of the sandy foreshore

Sometimes just one or two

Sometimes just one or two

Delicate, exquisite!

Delicate, exquisite!

Set back slightly from the road, the entrance to the underground church and thermal spring

Set back slightly from the road, the entrance to the underground church and thermal spring

Down the steps and inside, the tiny church built into the rock under the remains of a terracotta domed roof , the spring in the cave behind

Down the steps and inside, the tiny church built into the rock under the remains of a terracotta domed roof , the spring in the cave behind

.... used for church services

…. used for church services

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Remembered

Never forgotten.  Always missed

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Nisyros: Heritage Island

When I was young, summer holidays were a week at my grandparents’ in a small mining village in rural Carmarthenshire.   I took every opportunity to escape the boredom of sitting around the house and walk the mile or so up to my uncle’s farm.  The farmhouse had no electricity, no gas, water was from a spring in the yard outside and the loo was a wooden hut perched over a ditch at the end of the orchard.  There was no road access, the milk churns were taken by horse and cart to the wooden platform at the roadside to be picked up by lorry each day.  The bread was freshly made and the deliciously salty butter was churned on the stone worktop in the larder.  We had homemade jam on fresh-baked scones in the afternoon. Basic. Idyllic.

At the time I simply enjoyed it.  It was only much later that I realised how privileged I had been to have a glimpse into the past, how rural folk used to live.

Recognising how important it is for society to remember its past, the Welsh Folk Museum at St Fagans, 15 minutes from where I lived in Cardiff, was established in 1947.  In the words of the introduction on its website, it is “part of a Scandinavian-inspired movement, concerned with collecting and preserving examples of a disappearing, primarily rural, way of life  …….. that had been in existence since the Middle Ages”.  The museum is not a collection of artefacts but of buildings – farmhouses, bakeries, shops, dovecots, pigsties – all dismantled brick by brick in their original location and moved to the 104 acre site.  It is a record of how ordinary local folk lived rather than the grand castles and fortifications, mostly built by Roman and then English invaders, for which Wales is better known.

This interest in how people lived years ago has stayed with me and, along with the active craters in the main caldera and the dramatic volcanic rocks, is part of the reason why I continue to find Nisyros fascinating.  There are old buildings, ‘heritage’, wherever you go.  Indeed, there is so much to see, despite the ravages of time and volcanic eruptions, that as well as being known as ‘The Volcano’  it deserves the title ‘Heritage Island’ though it is not marketed as such.  At the harbour in Mandraki day-trippers from Kos get on the bus to the edge of the main crater, they may opt for a more extended tour taking in the caldera-rim villages of Emborios and Nikia, or even trek up the kalderimi to the immense Paleocastro, but trek into the mountains and the true scale of past settlement becomes apparent.

The first and most obvious indication is the extent of agricultural terraces climbing steeply to the tops of mountains on all but the most precipitous and rockiest of slopes, taking every possible advantage of the richness of volcanic soil.  The tall, narrow terraces would have, indeed could only have, been worked by hand, triggering the thought “how many people did it take to work this vast area and where did they live?”

Just one section of mountainside with high, narrow agricultural terraces marching upwards

Just one section of mountainside with high, narrow agricultural terraces marching upwards

Even if you only stay on the trails which cross-cross the island the ubiquity of stone-built dwellings soon becomes clear, far greater in number and more widely distributed than on either Symi or Tilos, the other two nearby Dodecanese islands with which I’m most familiar.  On those islands the abandoned dwellings of the past are grouped in small villages such as Mikro Horio and Ghera on Tilos and Ghria on Symi.

On Nisyros many houses are built underneath the terraces, often the only indication a doorway set in the stone terrace walls.  The roof of many of them is simply part of the farmed land, others have a threshing circle on top.   A common pattern is for a shallow cave or rocky overhang to be walled up at the front and then in subsequent years for a barrel-arched dwelling to be added.  In some cases yet another would be built onto the front of that.

While dropping down the paved and recently maintained kalderimi from Emborios to the caldera floor, a stone cistern-top and carved stone bowl indicate nearby houses

While dropping down the paved and recently maintained kalderimi from Emborios to the caldera floor, a stone cistern-top and carved stone bowl indicate nearby houses

A cave in the rock under the Paleocastro walled up at the front.

A cave in the rock under the Paleocastro walled up at the front.

Inside, pieces of dressed and carved stone, things of value being hidden

Inside, pieces of dressed and carved stone, things of value being hidden

A family church.  The old dwelling alongside has been long abandoned but the church is still painted regularly outside

A family church.  The old dwelling alongside has been long abandoned but the church is still painted regularly outside

... and inside is beautifully kept with a simple altar

… and inside is beautifully kept with a simple altar

... and a niche with artefacts, including a half-bottle of wine

… and a niche with artefacts, including a half-bottle of wine

A single dwelling with a gated enclosure.  I bet you can’t buy those hinges and catches in B&Q!!

A single dwelling with a gated enclosure.  I bet you can’t buy those hinges and catches in B&Q!!

At the top of the col between the main caldera and the Evangelistra monastery, climb over unstable rocks to three dwellings almost completely hidden and at the back is a small ‘chapel’ with a shard of sculpted marble on a small altar.

At the top of the col between the main caldera and the Evangelistra monastery, climb over unstable rocks to three dwellings almost completely hidden and at the back is a small ‘chapel’ with a shard of sculpted marble on a small altar.

Opening in the wall of a terrace barely a metre high

Opening in the wall of a terrace barely a metre high

..... inside a small cave dwelling

….. inside is a small cave dwelling

One dwelling I found went back three ‘rooms’ each about 4-5 metres long including the cave at the back.  The cave had old agricultural implements scattered around including two hand-ploughs, one with a metal tip for greater effectiveness.  To the side of the middle room was a tiny chapel, whitewashed around the door, as is the custom, with a small altar inside.  The room at the front was a ‘kazanario’, a still for producing the local hooch.  During the Italian occupation local men used to meet in the kazanaria where they could discuss matters more freely.

Hand-ploughs in the cave at the back

Hand-ploughs in the cave at the back

The ‘chapel’ with the small altar in the middle room

The ‘chapel’ with the small altar in the middle room

Not the one in this dwelling, but another example of a ‘kazanario’

Not the one in this dwelling, but another example of a ‘kazanario’

There are hundreds, probably thousands, of these dwellings, some low and very simple single rooms, others larger and grander, the biggest with nearly three metres of headroom in the centre.  They have survived because they are stone built using barrel-arch technique which has enabled them to withstand earth tremors and volcanic eruptions. Many of them are just single dwellings underneath a terrace or built into the rocks but in places a few are grouped together within a stone walled enclosure clustered around the small opening of a communal cistern, stone basins and threshing circle.  Go off the trails and the huge number of these houses becomes astonishingly clear, indicating a population once far in excess of the current 1,000.

One of the small groups of houses

One of the small groups of houses

The entrance to one, built using large in-situ rocks

The entrance to one, built using large in-situ rocks

A scatter of carved stone bowls and the top of a cistern alongside.

A scatter of carved stone bowls and the top of a cistern alongside.

Looking down towards another small cluster of dwellings built in among rocks

Looking down towards another small cluster of dwellings built in among rocks

An enclosure with stone bowls and the top of a cistern, threshing circle on the roof.

An enclosure with stone bowls and the top of a cistern, threshing circle on the roof.

In addition to the very many secular dwellings there are also small monastic complexes notably Siones and Armas.  Though considerably smaller than the ‘fortress’ monasteries such as Megalos Sortiris, Panagia Panaiidi and Roukouniotis on Symi, they are contained within high stone walls in contrast with the low walls of the purely agricultural farmsteads.  Inside both Siones and Armas an original cave has been supplemented by family accommodation and a chapel.

Approaching the walled monastic complex of Siones

Approaching the walled monastic complex of Siones

Inside the avli (small inner courtyard)

Inside the avli (small inner courtyard)

Three entrances:  bottom right the original cave dwelling; bottom right the ‘downstairs’ room; a larger family room built over the top

Three entrances:  bottom right the original cave dwelling; bottom left the ‘downstairs’ room; a larger family room built over the top

Inside the upstairs family room looking towards the fireplace.  Roof recently replaced to stop further weather damage in winter rains

Inside the upstairs family room looking towards the fireplace.  Roof recently replaced to stop further weather damage in winter rains.  Note the stones for an olive press on the floor

.... and looking the other way, the roof timbers may be new, the walls recently pointed but the sleeping platform is original

…. and looking the other way, the roof timbers may be new, the walls recently pointed but the sleeping platform is original

The Siones chapel, walls and ceiling covered in fresco.  Further damage to the frescoes has been prevented by repair to the arched roof.

The Siones chapel, walls and ceiling covered in frescoes.  Further damage  has been prevented by repair to the arched roof.

Terracotta storage jars in the cave underneath the Armas monastery complex

Terracotta storage jars in the cave underneath the Armas monastery complex

The settlement in the high level and well hidden dormant caldera at Nifios, probably dating back to prehistoric Minoan times, is clustered into the rocks at the edge of the ’valley’ floor.  As well as the chapel built into the main complex of half a dozen houses, hidden part way along the valley side there is a subterranean chapel with a stone pillar.  In a crag opposite slots cut for roof timbers and a little further along a stone-paved collecting area for a cistern.  At one time this would have been a self-contained and self-sustaining community.

The ‘Horns  of Consecration’ at the entrance to the settlement at Nifios which indicate its Minoan origin

The ‘Horns  of Consecration’ at the entrance to the settlement at Nifios which indicate its Minoan origin

The main cluster of buildings set into the volcanic rocks

The main cluster of buildings set into the volcanic rocks

.... and seen from the crags behind

…. and seen from the crags behind

The porched entrance to one of the houses

The porched entrance to one of the houses

Barrel-arched construction with a fireplace in the corner and pestle and mortar beside it

Barrel-arched construction with a fireplace in the corner and pestle and mortar beside it

.... detail

…. detail

Old agricultural implements abandoned inside

Old agricultural implements abandoned inside

The entrance to the subterranean church further along the caldera

The entrance to the subterranean church further along the caldera

.... with its central pillar carved out of the rock

…. with its central pillar carved out of the rock

.... and two altars

…. and two altars

The slots cut for hefty roof timbers in the crag opposite

The slots cut for hefty roof timbers in the crag opposite

There are other small groups of dwellings around other dormant calderas on the island including Kato Laki and the two between Siones and Evangelistra as well as in the Argos area sloping down to the sea.  But most impressive is the main caldera.  The ‘Lakki Plain’ between the still active craters at the western end of the caldera and the steep, narrow terraces climbing up to Emborios at the eastern end, there are large areas of level agricultural land.  Not unexpectedly settlement here is more extensive with clear evidence of a well organised society.

Semi-detached under-terrace houses.  The stonework on the front of the one on the left has partly collapse showing the depth of the soil above which is part of the agricultural terrace.

Semi-detached under-terrace houses.  The stonework on the front of the one on the left has partly collapse showing the depth of the soil above which is part of the agricultural terrace.

Looking from the houses over the3 broad, level terraces of the caldera floor with a threshing circle in the foreground and a large stone bowl beyond

Looking from the houses over the broad, level terraces of the caldera floor with a threshing circle in the foreground and a large stone bowl beyond

The large bowl of black volcanic rock, the top of the cistern alongside and a prized shard of marble bowl.

The large bowl of black volcanic rock, the top of the cistern alongside and a prized shard of marble bowl.

There are other old structures scattered around the island too.  At Palloi on the coast are the remains of a subterranean church, the remnants of a huge terracotta roof overhead.  Behind it is a thermal spring used in Roman times and to which Hippocrates (he of the oath) sent patients from his medical practice and teaching centre on Kos for a cure.

The underground church with the remnant of the arched terracotta roof and the cave with the thermal spring in the background

The underground church with the remnant of the arched terracotta roof and the cave with the thermal spring in the background

The thermal spring

The thermal spring

There are a few derelict windmills on wind-catching ridges.  These are fewer in number than might be expected from the evident size of the historical population, certainly significantly fewer than on Symi or at Olymbos on Karpathos where they line a ridge in large numbers.  My guess is that this is a reflection of the fact that though the population was large it was scattered around the terraced fields in the mountains rather than clustered into a larger settlements as on other islands.

Approaching the windmill on the hill overlooking Mandraki

Approaching the windmill on the hill overlooking Mandraki

Full frontal

Full frontal

.... and view through the entrance

…. and view through the entrance

I’m no expert on the history of Greek islands but with a little knowledge of how things used to be in rural Wales, the large number of extant buildings on Nisyros feeds the imagination.  Sit in the sunshine in the ‘porch’ at the entrance to a low roofed cave-dwelling fronted by a stone wall, or in the enclosure around a group of three or four houses, or on the grand ‘throne’ on the floor of the main caldera and the past whispers.

“Is this a banana I see before me?”

“Is this a banana I see before me?”

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Nisyros: rocking round the rim

People don’t visit Nisyros for the beaches.  There are beaches, very pleasant for a swim after a trek in the mountains, but not of the best.  People visit Nisyros drawn by the allure of ‘The Volcano’, by which they mean the Stephanos crater in the main caldera.  About four kilometres across, the rim of the caldera rises to just short of 700 metres ASL in Oros (Mount) Diavatis and drops to a low point of 200 metres.  Much of it is fringed by dramatic lava extrusions.

There is a high level route around the inside of much of the rim, mostly between 300 and 400 metres ASL, though not the precipitous western flank.

For three weeks I have been walking into, along and across the caldera at various points by a variety of routes, some longer and more taxing than others. Coming towards the end of my stay on the island I decided to string a number of these together and trek around the whole of this high level route, starting and finishing in Mandraki.

Knowing it would be a tiring walk, some of it over difficult terrain in the midday sun, I set out at 08.30, earlier than usual for me.  The day dawned cloudless and stayed that way.

The first part of the trek is up the old, well-trodden stone-paved kalderimi to the Paleocastro which is impressive even after many visits.

 The entrance to the Paleocastro, each course of blocks about a metre high.

The entrance to the Paleocastro, each course of blocks about a metre high.

A short section on the road and then onto paths and kalderimia (mule trails) which meander upwards through ancient agricultural terraces before reaching the bulldozed dirt track which destroyed the ancient routeway in order to provide access for a (failed) geothermal energy scheme.

Early morning photographer on part of the very good paved kalderimi, recently cleared and showing what the route was like before the bulldozers moved in

Early morning photographer on part of the very good paved kalderimi, recently cleared and showing what the route was like before the bulldozers moved in

After a mile or so the track reaches Agios Stavros Monastery perched on the southwest corner of the caldera looking down into the Stephanos and Alexandros craters.  A good place for a water and photo stop.  For most of the next 6 miles the craters will be in sight, the smell of sulphur in the air.

View across the courtyard of Agios Stavros monastery, the top of the Alexandros crater just beyond, Stephanos out of sight below

View across the courtyard of Agios Stavros monastery, the top of the Alexandros crater just beyond, Stephanos out of sight below

Dropping down to a low point in the col at the southern end of the caldera, the track dives off left down to the taverna at the edge of the Stephanos crater.  Leaving the track at this point, a path goes off to the right crossing a 9-inch diameter steel pipe laid to pump sulphur from the crater to the small harbour at Agios Irini from where it was exported across the Mediterranean for treating vines.

This path leads to a stone-paved kalderimi zigzagging 200 metres up to Nikia, passing jagged lava outcrops and ancient barrel-arched houses built into the rocks and under agricultural terraces.

The beginning of the paved kalderimi up the steep section of the route from the col to Nikia

The beginning of the paved kalderimi up the steep section of the route from the col to Nikia

Pillars of volcanic conglomerate or ‘Breccia’ guarding the kalderimi

Pillars of volcanic conglomerate or ‘Breccia’ guarding the kalderimi

A closer look at one of the Breccia pillars

A closer look at one of the Breccia pillars

Lava pinnacle points upwards to Nikia

Lava pinnacle points upwards to Nikia

One of the many houses built into rocks alongside the path

One of the many houses built into rocks alongside the path

After 3 hours walking, a pause to look at the craters from the viewpoint as the path comes into Nikia and a brief chill with a frappé in the tiny, peaceful, hochlakos (black and white pebble mosaic) floored plateia (square) at the top of the village.

Looking across the caldera and the craters to the precipitous western flank of the caldera, topped by Oros Diavatis

Looking across the caldera and the craters to the precipitous western flank of the caldera, topped by Oros Diavatis

The peaceful plateia at the top of the village

The peaceful plateia at the top of the village

Then the next stage of the trek, down the narrow main ‘street’ to the lower plateia which, because the alleys of the village are too narrow for vehicles, serves as car park and bus terminus.  Dropping down concrete steps the route joins another kalderimi leading northwards high along the eastern flank of the caldera passed spectacular lava pinnacles and extrusions.

Like the mouth of a Fierce Creature watching over the village, a lava pinnacle rises up at the start of the path from Nikia 

Like the mouth of a Fierce Creature watching over the village, a lava pinnacle rises up at the start of the path from Nikia

Another angle on the Stephanos crater, the arriving coaches showing its scale

Another angle on the Stephanos crater, the arriving coaches showing its scale

..... and at maximum zoom on the SLR (x200) the trail of trippers mark the path down to the floor of the cater

….. and at maximum zoom on the SLR (x200) the trail of trippers mark the path down to the floor of the cater

The path passes a marker stone at the edge of an abandoned settlement built under the terraces and a gated entrance of a walled enclosure little more than a metre high

The path passes a marker stone at the edge of an abandoned settlement built under the terraces and a gated entrance of a walled enclosure little more than a metre high

So far the path, though narrow and very broken in places, has presented no problems.  This next section is not so well preserved with many collapses and is not for the trepid.  In fact, soon after leaving Nikia the path, constricted between stone terrace walls two metres up to the right and two down to the left, is blocked by unfriendly holly-oak, small but very prickly leaves making a scramble up a collapsed section of wall onto the terrace above a wise move.

Below the Agios Ioannis Theologos monastery, with its bell-tower of carved lava blocks, a flight of stone steps drops through natural lava sculptures back down to the path, the skyline fringed with jagged lava pinnacles.

Lava flow like sculpture, the Stephanos crater in the background

Lava flow like sculpture, the Stephanos crater in the background

The sun still low in a September sky, silhouettes the jagged ridgeline

The sun still low in a September sky, silhouettes the jagged ridgeline

... and then sets up colourful lens-flare as it peeps over the top

… and then sets up colourful lens-flare as it peeps over the top

The next staging post is Parleta, an ancient fortification built into the top of a lava neck jutting out into the caldera and plunging down near vertical on three sides.  The climb up to it is a moderate rock scramble, a stone wall built into vertical lava slabs reinforcing the naturally defensive position.  On the top, a narrow platform with some of the most spectacular lava pinnacles.  Perfect for a banana stop and a wander with the camera.

Clambering over small boulders across the path, the lava ‘neck’ of Parleta in the background

Clambering over small boulders across the path, the lava ‘neck’ of Parleta in the background

Approaching Parleta the path is indistinct and rough but the target is clear

Approaching Parleta the path is indistinct and rough but the target is clear

The climb up to the fortress, stone walls reinforce the natural defences of lava slabs

The climb up to the fortress, stone walls reinforce the natural defences of lava slabs

Part of the platform on top, with a small stone altar

Part of the platform on top, with a small stone altar

View from the platform back towards the craters

View from the platform back towards the craters

.... and towards the lava flows near Emborios with the massive lava bubble (centre)

…. and towards the lava flows near Emborios with the massive lava bubble (centre)

More natural lava sculpture like a petrified dinosaur on a massive scale

More natural lava sculpture like a petrified dinosaur on a massive scale

Looking towards the north, narrow agricultural terraces stretching from caldera floor to rim

Looking towards the north, narrow agricultural terraces stretching from caldera floor to rim

Leaving reluctantly but knowing there is still a long way to go, the next obstacle on the route is crossing a short section of very loose scree.  This year for the first time there is a line across it the width of a foot.

Narrow trail across steeply inclined loose volcanic shale

Narrow trail across steeply inclined loose volcanic shale

Losing itself in a small cluster of ancient dwellings and terraces the path eventually re-emerges rising gently and easily until it is taken out by a small landslide as the retaining wall below to the left has collapsed.  It is possible to scramble down and across but as a climber and with a personal principle that, unless there is no choice, I don’t go down if I have to go back up again, I traversed above the collapse using small hand and foot holds in the terrace wall above.  One of these days I’ll come a cropper but thankfully not this trip.

One of the larger collapses in the path.  At this point I traversed across the gap by using hand and footholds on the wall

One of the larger collapses in the path.  At this point I traversed across the gap by using hand and footholds on the wall

Soon the caves in the softer volcanic rock at the northern end of the caldera come into view.

Soon the caves in the softer volcanic rock at the northern end of the caldera come into view.

Eventually the path reaches the road from Nikia to Emborios, necessitating a mile or so trudging tarmac.  I’ve looked for ways of avoiding this but not yet found an alternative.  Though I did find a fig tree with ripe fruit.

A climb on yet another stone-paved kalderimi over the shoulder of the mountain, short deviation to look at another shoulder sticking out into the caldera, a drop down into Emborios, climb up to the remains of the castle and picturesque monastery, and now only 3 or so miles back to Mandraki, passing the immense lava bubble and other lava contortions before leaving the main caldera and traversing above the smaller Kato Laki caldera.

Ancient lava-built church on the shoulder before Emborios

Ancient lava-built church on the shoulder before Emborios

Arches in the centre of Emborios  which help brace the houses against seismic tremors

Arches in the centre of Emborios  which help brace the houses against seismic tremors

The monastery above the village

The monastery above the village

The largest of the lava bubbles about 20 metres high

The largest of the lava bubbles about 20 metres high

But go off the path and there are many more smaller ones, this about 8 metres high

But go off the path and there are many more smaller ones, this about 8 metres high

And nearby others, shallower but a similar height

And nearby others, shallower but a similar height

Detail of one of them

Detail of one of them

.... and another

…. and another

Contortions and sculpting even at a small scale, this about 30 centimetres

Contortions and sculpting even at a small scale, this about 30 centimetres

At the end of Kato Laki, a final stop at the Evangelistra monastery to finish my 1½ litres of water, a drop down the path cutting off the hairpin bends in the road, and back to the hotel for a hot shower and a beer.

The route, tracked with the GPS on my phone, superimposed on Google Earth.

The route, tracked with the GPS on my phone, superimposed on Google Earth.

A total journey time of 7 hours and a route of just over 12 miles.  Very satisfying.

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Nisyros: waiting for it to blow

It is more accurate to describe Nisyros as a volcano than as ‘volcanic’.

Lots of bits of countries are ‘volcanic in that they are have areas of either lava (cooled magma) or igneous rock (rock modified by super-heating) … like Edinburgh Castle which sits on a volcanic plug and much of Cornwall which is granite, though there is nothing active going on at the moment apart from the occasional minor croinking of a fault line..

But Nisyros is still huffing and puffing.  The organisation GEOWARN is monitoring things on the island partly because it is still active, partly because of the numbers of tourists who flock here each day from Kos for a quick ogle, and partly because access is easy and monitoring relatively cheap.  Since I was last here in 2013 a series of red-pained rocks have been placed linearly in a strict grid across the floor of the Stephanos crater and signs warn that because they are part of the monitoring programme moving them incurs a €20 fine.  Not the worst scenario.

Most Greek islands attract visitors to their beaches.  Not Nisyros.  People flock by small boat for day trips and are whisked up to the rim of the caldera on a coach and then down inside.  It’s a bit strange seeing the place treated like a theme park especially as people seem to have no sense that while measures are taken to regulate theme parks in the interests of safety there can be no control over an active volcano.  They teeter down the rough path and prance across the crater floor in flip-flops, boiling water, steam and sulphur gas hissing up around them.  The only nod to health and safety is a notice at the top of the path saying that you go down at your own risk and this year there is an area of especially large fumaroles with a string fence around it in the centre of the crater floor.

Brief history.  Nisyros, at the eastern end of the ‘Aegean Volcanic Arc’ blew its top a long time ago (estimated at 160,000 years).  Before then it was estimated to be double the height.  Longer ago still it was part of an even larger volcano which encompassed Kos.  Between the two is now open sea with smaller islands including Yiali comprised largely of pumice (being quarried away by Lafarge to meet the industrial needs of the world) and Strongyli which is smaller but rising.  Slowly.

Nisyros is almost circular with a hole in the middle.  The caldera floor, about 4 kilometres across, is some 100 metres ASL at its lowest but within that the Stephanos crater drops vertically another 25-30 metres.

(An apology here.  I referred in the last post on the blog to the major crater on Nisyros being Alexandros.  Well, of course it isn’t, it’s Stephanos!!!!  Mental aberration, confusion between Alexander being Great – Megas Alexandros in Greek – and the size of the crater.)

Most of the tourist interest focuses on Stephanos because it’s the biggest and the coaches park right alongside  but it’s by no means the only location of volcanic activity within the caldera.

Nisyros is classed as an ‘active’ volcano and an assessment published  in 2010 concludes that in comparison to US volcanoes Nisyros is in the ‘Very High Threat’ category (see).  The last major eruption was in 1888 but “more recently, in 1996–1998, Nisyros experienced a volcano-seismic crisis, accompanied by ground uplift of more than 10 cm, indicating a period of unrest”. That seismic activity, recording 5.5 on the Richter scale, damaged 30 houses in Mandraki a few kilometres away on the coast.  In 2001 or 2003 (accounts seem to differ) a tremor opened a fissure up to 6 metres deep in the floor of the caldera.  The magma chamber under the island is only 3-4 kms deep and still rising.

Indications of seismic activity are confined to the main caldera at the centre of the island but there are other smaller caldera which appear dormant.  Within the main caldera activity isn’t limited to the main Stephanos crater but is also found in a number of smaller craters including Megalo Polyvotis and Micro Polyvotis and at various other points around the western end.

That volcanic activity continues is clear from the many fumaroles which emit sulphur gases, crystallising out in weird and wonderful bright yellow encrustations.  The temperature of the fumaroles has been increasing, apparently from 98oC to 103oC in 2004. Many years ago I put my hand above one and it was …. uncomfortably hot.  Foolishly I did the same again recently.  I can confirm it was hotter but couldn’t put a precise figure on the difference!!!  Just “ **** OWE! Stupid fool!” There seem to be more sulphur-emitting fumaroles this year than the last time I was here in 2013 though that may be memory playing tricks.

There is also  boiling mud and water, though these are less in evidence this year than previously.  However water flows hissing out of the ground below an almost microscopically thin crust at well above boiling point and you need to be careful not to linger too long in some areas.  Feet can become painfully hot while dallying with a camera.

Not as evident but still a sign that activity continues, are the thermal springs which emerge at various points around the perimeter of the island.  Most famous historically is the one at Palloi to which Hippocrates (he of the Oath) who practiced and taught medicine on nearby Kos used to send patients for a  cure.  Now patients are sent to the establishment at Loutra.  You can’t pay to go in as a tourist attraction, you have to be referred by your doctor.   At Hochlakos beach there is a rope for non-swimmers to pull themselves out over an underwater spring.  At Avlaki there are springs within the tiny protected harbour left by failed industrial activity.

What is it that draws people in their hundreds to spend time and money to walk on the floor of an active volcanic crater?  There is no doubt that there is a buzz from knowing that the ground is grumbling, boiling away inches below the sole of your sandals  … and may decide to belch at any moment.

Now and again I walk up to one of the non-active calderas at the millennia old deserted settlement at Nifios and sit on a rock looking straight down into the Polyvotis craters steaming away far below and think “wouldn’t it be great if it blew while I’m here”.    I may not survive the experience but what a great last memory ….. and what great photos.

The photos below are examples of the continuing volcanic activity of the island.  More to follow on the rocks and the settlement history

Sulphur crystals around a large fumarole looking across the caldera to the Polyvotis craters and the highest point of the caldera rim, Oros Diavatis

Sulphur crystals around a large fumarole looking across the caldera to the Polyvotis craters and the highest point of the caldera rim, Oros Diavatis

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Some fumaroles produce small tubular crystal shapes

Close-up of the crystals.  Click to enlarge and look closely and you can see drops of water dripping off themClose-up of the crystals.  Click to enlarge and look closely and you can see drops of water dripping off them

Close-up of the crystals.  Click to enlarge and look closely and you can see drops of water dripping off themClose-up of the crystals.  Click to enlarge and look closely and you can see drops of water dripping off them

An area of the flank of a crater steaming with the sun behind

An area of the flank of a crater steaming with the sun behind

Close up of one of the fumaroles emitting the vapour

Close up of one of the fumaroles emitting the vapour

Some of the fumarole openings are large and disappear into the depths of the ground

Some of the fumarole openings are large and disappear into the depths of the ground

Boiling mud

Boiling mud

Difficult to see but tiny drops of boiling water shoot up out of the ground where the thin crust has been broken.

Difficult to see but tiny drops of boiling water shoot up out of the ground where the thin crust has been broken.

Looking across the crater floor of Stephanos with the red-painted matrix of marker stones

Looking across the crater floor of Stephanos with the red-painted matrix of marker stones

Part of the near-vertical wall of the Stephanos crater

Part of the near-vertical wall of the Stephanos crater

More sophisticated monitoring equipment in the middle of the caldera

More sophisticated monitoring equipment in the middle of the caldera

The thermal spring in a cave at Palloi, used since ancient times for healing

The thermal spring in a cave at Palloi, used since ancient times for healing

Waiting for the volcano to blow

Perched on a rock high above the craters waiting for the volcano to blow

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