The Temple of Posiedon

The sun like a blast furnace on my back I veered to and over the center line of the road, suddenly the screech of brakes brought me back to the moment I had been contemplating where I could get some food and drink and unwittingly allowed myself to meander across the road. It most certainly can happen to us all.

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During my coffee break in Rafina 90mins earlier I had been contemplating returning home but for some reason I just slowly rode to Sounion. The morning temperatures were OK but 12.30 onwards there is a spike that saps every gram of energy from my body. But 1.30 arriving at the campsite. 1.5 litres of milk and a litre of OJ and I’m set to put up the tent.

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I was all for going immediately but Lefteris the campsite manager suggested I go to the temple at sunset. Let’s face it I had nothing else to do. Loitering all afternoon then food at about 7 and ride the 5kms to the temple. Of course its still hot at 7.30 so I arrived a soaked person.

But my negativity was unjustified and I was in easily.

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On my first ever cycling trip to Greece I came to Sounion. As the saying always goes, when I first came here you could walk all over and there was no payment. Now there is a man with a whistle and €10 at the gate.