This was the main reason we had come to Zakynthos island. The primary mission of the entire trip. We woke up packed our motorcycles and hit the vast narrow two lane roads of Zakynthos. The ride took us three hours and I also got hit by buses crossing over both lanes twice. The roads here in Greece are so dangerous! As we rode we can to my favorite part. A long winding switchback down to the Porto Vromi dock. The curves ended up being to sharp to make safely. The road becomes so steep my dirt bike was sliding down the road with my hand fully clutched on the front brake and foot on the rear.
We made it there alive after a stressful downward slope to the bottum. We parked the bikes and talked to the locals to get prices on boat rides to the Navagios beach. There is actually three other names to the beach: Agios Georgios, Smugglers Cove, and shipwreck cove.
The boats range from small dingys, to large transport boats and the prices do not coincide. The smaller the boat the highier the price with the small boats being 40 euros. You also have to drive the boat yourself the larger ones are only 15 euros.
We choose a larger charter as they were pretty much empty anyways. I enjoyed just looking at all the different boats at the dock. The boats here have small 40p outboard mecurys on them or smaller. There were not many large boats docked there at all probably due to the switchback being so narrow to trailer one here.
The boat ride was smooth the wind was calm gusting to about 6mph if that. As we advanced to the cove I began to get excited. The boat captain stopped us before leaving the cove. He wanted to show us something since there was only five passengers on the vessel.
At first I couldn’t spot what he was pointing at. Then I saw the face outlined in the cove entrance! The boat crew had a picture of it to show people that still couldn’t see it.
Then we left headed into open water and opened up the throttle. As we made our way there I saw such beautiful cliff sides!
The ride was short lasting less then an hour. As we made our way around the corner I realized something. The pictures on google will never do the cove justice. I saw the pictures online but seeing it in person was quite humbling. Being so small in the world there are many things bigger then a human. This massive cove was one thing more gargantuan then any human and older.
I expected it to be packed with a plethora of tourist. However this was not the case as there was only a few boats. The boats actually beach the bow of the boat to drop and pick people up. The boats are long enough to have the bow hit the beach but keep the motor in deep enough water. Which makes me wonder if the people in the small boats just anchor and swim.
Before showing the wreck I wanted to show everyone the field behind the wreck. I noticed many people taking pictures of the wreck but no one saw this beautful sight behind it.
This one my first of many pictures of the shipwreck. Talking to the tourist there were many stories of how the ship was smuggling cigarettes, drugs, or women. My favorite theory I heard was that the Greek government beached the ship to create tourism on the cove. I laughed at all the different answers.
However the locals say ship accidently ran aground during a storm and was left here for years unrecoverable due to the location. Although with all the modern inventions we have now I am pretty sure we could recover it or remove it. So the government probably likes all the tourism it brings. A quick search on google revealed the wreck has only been here since 1980! Thats only 36 years old and the ship was smuggling anything. The name of the ship is the MV Panagiotis and it was a frieghtliner. On, October the 2nd there was severe weather and engine issues as the boat beached in the cove. The owner of the ship “Charalambos Kompothekra” came back to find some of the shipment was stolen and equipment as well. Being that you can only get to it by boat I can only imagine the difficulties Charalambos faced. The government told him to remove the ship but he never did. The sad part is that his shipling business never recovered from it. Ironically the wreck makes alot of money for the island and locals. Here is his story if you want to read it in its entirety: The truth of the Zante Wreck
The sand here is something no one seems to write about. Any beach I go to I know I can’t use the same towel I put on the ground. The sand is actually made up of small smooth rocks and pebbles. puting your feet in the pebbles feels amazing.
Any beach I go to I know I can’t use the same towel I put on the ground. The sand is actually made up of small smooth rocks and pebbles. puting your feet in the pebbles feels amazing.
The ship is about two stories high and could probably give the world tetanus if everyone was stupid enough to climb on it. Many people did climb on and surprisingly no one seemed to get cut. I still don’t recommend climbing inside it.
But… you can walk inside of it, haha. Someone seems to have moved alot of the bigger stones inside the ship.
The hull is littered with mostly carvings and scartches of peoples names. With lost of holes from rust.
When the ship was first abandon somene blew up a good portion of it. Leaving a massive hole in the port side of it.
If you don’t bring an umbrella id just hangout under the wreck as it provides plethora of shade!
As I looked out on the ship I could only imagine how much longer this shipwreck will last. Between the rust and air I can only imagine how long until its turned to dust.
Leaving the wreck behind I pondered where I would end up next as this rollercoaster of life continues.
The beauty of this island was surreal from the cliffs to the kindness of the people. Sitting on the boat taking pictures I noticed another passenger. She had a nice camera which looked like a DSLR. She definetly wasn’t Greek so I asked her where she and her friend was from. Her name is Manon and her friends was Maud. They both were visiting from Holland and were in college. Knowing nothing about Holland I had many questions. Also I was quite thrilled to be able to talk in english. They call college “university” in holland and Manon had come to Greece more then one occasion. We talked the rest of the boat ride comparing countries such as unlike America, in Greece college is actually free. Why this may sound like a good thing people take seven years to get thier degree in Greece. Manons friend Maud felt alittle sea sick and I got her to keep the horizon in view but not stare. The boat ride was long but the conversation made it fast.
We found out we were staying less then 10 minutes away and exchanged facebooks before departing. Leaving behind a beautiful place but gaining new friendships we rode out to our hotel. Riding up the switch back something told me I could take my time. We were going to make it back before dark and the day was coming to an end. Until next time, Vance out.