We then decided to go to Pantokrator, the tallest mountain in Corfu as our last stop. This series of photographs relates to the trip we made through the back roads,
Here is the map. As you can see, there is a single lane road up through some seriously winding and a bit dangerous territory up to reach Pantokrator. Unfortunately, all members of my family are utterly useless in taking photos…it was a brilliant ride, I wish somebody else was driving and I could then take pics. Ah! well.
I love Olive trees. I think they are alive with a human spirit. The shape of their trunks, the branches, the fruit they bear year in year out, decade in decade out, century in century out means that they hear about humans over a long period of time and imbibe their emotions to become part human themselves. These trees are very hardy, they are drought, disease and fire resistant and can grow up to 2000 years old. Poseidon gifted the olive to the humans and did you know that Olives don't grow too far away from the sea? I didn't know that.
Can you see what these bloody barbarians have done? They have put a bloody antennae on top of an ancient Byzantine era monastery.
And on the western view, you can see the road up to Mount Pantokrator. More about the top in the next essay.