This is the site of the original Olympics, held here from 776 BC until the Roman Emperor and christian fanatic Theodosius put a stop to them in 393AD – and it would be 1500 years before they were revived. However, this was not just the original sporting hotbed, there are countless other splendid things to see here. As usual I have some excellent photos for you…
It is a shame that this viaduct has seen its last passenger, but there is no chance of this railway being reopened.
I am currently in a hotel room in Olympia, having visited one of the most famous of all Greek sites and swum in the hotel pool, but this post is about yesterday (today will come later – probably after supper). Susan Shimmin, who helped my parents to arrange the purchase of their Greek house turned 70 yesterday, and I was among those invited to the party. This featured a very pretty walk between Stoupa and a place called Kalliope’s. Some of us, including me, did the walk twice, while at the other extreme were those who did not walk at all. Back at Stoupa there was a royal spread of wonderful Greek food and then the unveiling of the cake – and what a cake it was!
Even though I decamped shortly after the cake was unveiled I have some fine photos from the day…
The beefed up flip flops in which did both the walks I have thus far mentioned in my Greek blog posts
Getting pictures of butterflies is not easy, but this one is an unequivocal success.
This was the only LIVE millipede that I saw.
These distance signs (3 photos worth) are fun but definitely not to be trusted!
This is surely the smuggest moggy you have ever seen, surveying the world from its comfortable, dog-proof perch!For the walk from Kalliope’s to Stoupa there were canoeists keeping pace with us.
The canoeists were far from the only people put in boats.
“Who’s the slowest of us?” “Torto is” Rudyard Kipling’s version of how the Tortoise got its name!Yacht and canoes heading in opposite direction
This striking edifice is the Stoupa Cultural Centre (the replica Byantine church is definitely ghastlier!)Stoupa Bay and it is so clear that you can see the cold water springs that feed into it clearly.A close up of a cold water spring siteThe cake from aboveA side view of the cake.
The Inner Mani’s particular version of the very traditional Greek habits of feud and vendetta led to the building by anyone who could of fortified tower houses. They were defending themselves against each other, much like the border reavers of Northumberland with their bastles. As usual, I have plenty of pictures for you…
This spectacular rock formation is known as the Frying Pan.
No this is not a ruined amphitheatre – folk were desperate enough to cultivate this.
In ancient times this was home to a temple and death oracle of Poseidon (the ruins of which can still be seen), and was a notorious spot for ship wrecks. At least one reasonably eminent Roman had a villa here as there are some old mosaics left from his tenure. The end of the Greek mainland is signalled by lighthouse, which is moderately attractive. Being in the driest most arid part of mainland Greece, the path is as one would expect bare and rocky, but I was able to walk it in beefed up flip flops.
This region also contains my nomination for the most desperate attempt at cultivation I have yet to see evidence of – indescribable, so wait for the photo…
This delicate flower grows in the roughest conditions imaginable.
My first sight of the lighthouse.
Making use of the one resource they have in abundance.
Venturing into the inner Mani (the town of Areopoli marks the boundary between the inner and outer Mani – think Men of Kent and Kentish Men) we saw some very splendid Byzantine churches (and some truly ghastly modern replicas). In the only one we could get inside there were some interesting frescos, and all featured some fine examples of decorative brickwork using Roman style bricks. I have some very fine photographs of these extraordinary buildings…
A close up of some decorative brickwork
Unfortunately a bag of builders materials prevented me from showing the whole church from this angle – we are in Greece after all!
An external fresco of a Madonna and child – this took some serious editing.
Here the original alabaster obviously fell out, and has been replaced by rubble.
Although the castle at Methoni was closed by the time we got there, we were able to see a lot of it from the outside. Paddling in the sea I was a little annoyed not to have equipped myself for swimming because the water was lovely. Still before going back to Tseria tonight I will be able to have a swim at Stoupa. Methoni castle was built by the Venetians when they were a force to be reckoned with, and features stoneworked lions of St Mark. As usual I have some splendid pictures for you…
Having finished exploring the remains of ancient Messene we repaired to a guard post on the old walls. These walls, a circuit of nine kilometres, were built by Epaminondas of Thebes after he had liberated the Messenians from four centuries of Spartan rule as an insurance policy should the Spartans try to recapture Messenia. This did not happen, because within a generation Philip of Macedon was in charge.
Finally we have reached the first major trip of the holiday, a visit to ancient Messene and then on to Methoni. Messene is such an extraordinary site that I will leave my photos to tell as much of the story as they can, save only to mention that tickets for two OAPs and an adult left us with change from 10 Euros….
No, this is not an update to the Scooby Doo DVD that features Ms Grimwood’s finishing school for ghouls! It refers to what used to be the village school at Tseria, and which now stands empty and forlorn. One can get into the grounds, and there is just to room to photograph the inside of the chapel. Enjoy these pictures…
The old school and its grounds with someone who has 40 years teaching experience in the shot.Outside the chapelThe inside of the chapel as illuminated by flashbulb. There was sufficient space between the end of the solid part of the door and the lintel for a telescopic zoom lens to poke through.The entrance to the school buildingThis bust bears the name Alexandros…
A chapel that adjoins the school grounds.A final farewell to what is left of the village school.
On Wednesday we went for a walk around the local villages (Tseria, Katafigio, Pedino), and saw some very interesting things. My next post will deal with the former school and its accompanying chapel. As well as the stuff we actually saw close up I was able to get a decent shot of an isolated chapel which sits on the hillside above Tseria. Also, although we did not actually get there I have some photos of Leptini…
The isolated chapel mentioned in the text. Apparently there is a shepherd who still regularly goes up there with his flock.
This is clearly a fossil of some sort, but I am not sure what.
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