We left Kerkini in very windy weather. For this part of the journey we were glad not to be on the bike. The wind was pushing the car around and trees were falling into the road ahead of us. We went by a scenic route – bits of highway and bits of very windy mountain roads. Something to repeat on the bike at some point in the future as the scenery was spectacular.
We were headed for Lake Prespa through which run borders between Greece, Macedonia and Albania. We did not encounter any snow but there was plenty to be seen on the mountains that surround the lake.
On our first evening we walked from our hotel in Psarides along the shore of the lake. We saw caves that belonged to hermits, we saw lizards and we had to crawl through a cave to get around a headland.
On our first full day we drove out to various sites where we hoped to see many birds. We were not very lucky when it came to taking photographs though we did hear nightingales and cuckoos and Ashley saw an oriole. We saw more lizards. We then went across a causeway to an island that used to be attached to the mainland. There was some very pleasant walking there and we encountered a wild cat. Well, it was wild about tummy rubs and ear scritches… It followed us for quite a long way. Using our monoscope we were able to see the many, many pelicans on their islands in micra Prespa but we have no means of taking photographs at that sort of distance. It is a pretty island though!
On the last day we went walking upwards through an ancient Greek Juniper grove. The flora were spectacular. Fields full of flowers including quite a lot of orchids. The views out over the lake were amazing.
We have been in the UK and Ireland. Hence quiet. Seeing family was great. Gaelcon was great. But it is good to be home.
It’s odd because the clocks went back whilst we were away – it now seems to get dark far too early and we are not used to the sun going down before we start cooking dinner. The weather here continues pleasant. Thundery showers were forecast for today but have not yet happened. It’s misty and difficult to see the more distant hills, but Selçuk is still a beautiful place.
Sadly the kitten who adopted us has not turned up. He went missing about a week before we left for the UK.
About all we have done since we got home is shop (there’s a market in Belevi on Sundays), cook, wash and clean. Hoping to be back to normal in a day or so!
Last year we had kittens on our roof. We wrote a blog post about them. We were determined to take them to the vet for ‘the chop’ as soon as they were old enough but one day, they just disappeared.
This year, the mother is back. Well, Hilary is convinced it is the same mother. She is nursing four kittens (though they appear to be of different ages and we are not sure that they are all hers). The first we called Woodpile Kedi because he first appeared in a pile of wood that was outside the house opposite us for quite some time (until some other neighbours complained). Then there was a white kitten and a tiny kitten (clearly the runt of the litter). These have now become known as Beyaz Kedi and Button. And another one. Easy to confuse with Woodpile Kedi although he is smaller and has yellow eyes (Woodpile Kedi’s eyes are green) and different amounts of white on his paws. This kitten is known as AWK. And yes, we are pretty sure these kittens are all male. In Hilary’s experience it is a lot easier to mistake a male kitten for a female than it is to mistake a female kitten for a male.
They are feral cats. Mother frequently hisses at us when we have the temerity towalk down our path. Woodpile and Beyaz won’t let us get near them. We give them scraps and even cat food from time to time, there is always water left out for them. All the kittens will come into the house when we are not looking. None of them are permitted to sharpen claws on the kilims Nor are they allowed to climb the suzani. They are not allowed on laps or tables whilst we are eating.
These are feral kittens. Button we can pick up as he is too small and weak to run away but AWK. Well, AWK has adopted us. He will sit on our laps whilst we are using the computer in the evenings, either in the house or on the terrace. He seems to like the warmth. And he resents it when we go out, comes running up to us when we return. He jumps up on us, whether we have food or not and generally acts like a very tame and friendly pet.
AWK is off to the private vet’s for injections and deworming early next week. The others will be taken to the Belediye for ‘fixing’ once they are old enough. If we can catch them!
AWK relaxing on Ashley’s lap
Beyaz and Button
AWK being feral
Woodpile and AWK
Hilary cannot go out!
AWK on the table
Mother with Beyaz and Button
AWK catches a mouse