Europe,  Greece,  Independent travel,  Photography,  Travel Blog

Crete: More Of The Western End

Dawn is greeted at our apartment in the same way as it is throughout Hania, with the cacophonous rasping of a billion cicadas, in all our travels we haven’t ever heard a day-long chorus at a decibel level such as this. But dawn also heralds consistency: August in Crete is a delight of clear blue skies throughout the day, we are yet to see our first real cloud in seven days here.

Mercifully though the heat is less intense than during the heatwave on the mainland: days here have varied between 32 and 38 but the cooling Meltemi wind blows in each afternoon to make every day just simply lovely.

Gonia Odigitria monastery

With a hire car now at our disposal, we venture into the mountains west of Hania, visiting quaint mountain villages and discovering the beautifully peaceful Gonia Odigitria monastery, occupying an amazing clifftop position surely as good as any other monastery, anywhere.

Dropping down the steep and twisting lanes from the mountains we take the old road back to Hania, expecting to pass through traditional villages and perhaps catch an authentic taverna. In stark reality though, this coastal road through Platanias and Agia Marina is a mess of tourism with multiple opportunities for crazy golf, go karting, German beer and pizza. It’s a million miles from authentic Greek island and not a place we’d be in a hurry to see again. 

View to Laki Village

By complete contrast our second road trip takes us deep into the heart of the rural west on a fantastic drive over the White Mountains towards Omelos. The mountain scenery on this amazing route is breathtaking in the extreme, the dramatic sweeps and soaring peaks causing us to stop and stare at regular intervals.

As we come around one hairpin, a village appears high up on the next ridge, looking down on the gorges way below as if majestically controlling the terrain. Pulling over to take in this wonderful sight, we can clearly hear the voices of villagers at work and the clanging bells of the goats, even though they are about a mile away across the valley. 

Laki Village

This village is Laki, one of those perfect mountain villages where the pace is slow and time stands still; tractors sit between rustic buildings, sleeping dogs find shade and the village elders sip morning drinks. We pause here for coffee ourselves and just sit looking across the most incredible view from the cafe and wonder just how life is here, farming in mountainous terrain where hot summers precede deep snow.

View from the cafe

Coffee is accompanied by a local favourite, pita sfakiana, a kind of cheese pie with honey, a slightly odd mix that I think works rather well, though Michaela doesn’t agree. Beyond Laki, and through Omelos, we take in the views from the trail head at Samaria Gorge, a famous walking trail which Michaela completed years ago. It’s just as well we’re not intending to do it today: the whole trail is closed due to fire risk.

Samaria Gorge trail head

It’s early afternoon by the time we reach Palaiochora on the south coast and enjoy a first dip in the Libyan Sea. Palaiochora sits on a narrow promontory, meaning that the two beaches on either side of the town are only three minutes walk apart. Between the two beaches, this small town boasts a leafy square, great fish restaurants (yes, we absolutely had to!), crumbling kastro remains and plenty of accommodation. Positioned between the mountains and the sea, this may be a holiday destination, but it is a peaceful and friendly one and a world away from the overblown resorts we saw yesterday.

Palaiochora

For our last day and last road trip whilst based at the western end of Crete we take the drive to probably Crete’s most famous attraction, Knossos Palace. Knossos was the grandest palace of the Minoan civilisation on the island, the heart of a great city and home to the great and the good of that race.

Knossos Palace

Despite its grandeur and famous murals, our visit is a disappointment. For reasons best known to themselves, the authorities’ reaction to COVID has been to shut down large sections of the site and channel all visitors through a one-way system, meaning that instead of the crowds spreading around the site, everyone is crammed together in small spaces, particularly around the murals. Not only does this seem self defeating from the pandemic angle, it also means that we pay the full entrance fee to see about a fifth of the site. 

Over the last couple of days the Meltemi wind has really upped her game, bringing crashing white surf to the already spectacular northern coastline, sandblasting us at Palaiochora and giving us some playful waves at Georgioupoli.

And so our time in Hania draws to a close. Next up is a journey across to the east of the island, a journey which has presented some challenges in just slotting the pieces together. 

21 Comments

We’d love to hear from you