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The Great Island<br />
We did not actually visit Khora Sphakia (the town) on that trip,<br />
though we had been inside the eparchy of Sphakia in the gorge. A<br />
month later we were back.<br />
The road to Sphakia cuts across Crete from the north, over another<br />
upland plateau, through grey, denuded mountains. By this road the<br />
British forces, depleted and exhausted in the Battle of Crete, crossed<br />
the island in 1941 to await evacuation from Sphakia. The town is a<br />
half-ruined, half-deserted place: a cluster of pretty houses on the shore,<br />
dominated by a pine-clad hill with the crumbling ruins of Castel<br />
Sfacchia on the top. In July the sea is a sinister sheet of glass and the<br />
hint of a warm breeze rustles in from Africa. At night, by a startling<br />
change, this breeze turns into a violent offshore wind. In the morning<br />
the island of Gavdos (St Paul’s island) appears, floating out of a sea<br />
of hazej separated from the water by a band of light.<br />
But it is not really the acropolis with its slender aromatic pines which<br />
dominates Sphakia; it is the wall of mountains inland, which twist and<br />
tumble down to the sea in gigantic folds of rock. Looking along the<br />
coastline you can see the cliffs superimposed one on the other, each<br />
with a different tone of shade. All bare.<br />
The town is a shell. The Daskaloyiannis revolt ended a period of<br />
peace which had lasted two hundred years, a peace originally bought<br />
by the Venetians at the cost of certain concessions to the Sphakians,<br />
who worried both Venetians and Turks by their natural bellicosity.<br />
After the rebellion of 1866 many of the already depicted population<br />
left Crete to avoid Turkish reprisals and by now, instead of several<br />
thousands, the town supports a few hundred. Pasturage is minimal.<br />
T<strong>here</strong> are fish, but not many. One may be sad, but not surprised, at<br />
the movement away from the countryside towards the towns, and West<br />
Germany.<br />
Julie du Boulay joined us in Sphakia with Aleko. In order to save<br />
time she and my sister Elizabeth brought him over from Canea by<br />
lorry. Julie had been understandably nervous about this trip but the<br />
Greeks assured her all would be well. (I can imagine the scene. When<br />
Greeks answer questions they have a wonderful knack of making you<br />
feel a fool for asking. Whether the answer is yes or no, the implication<br />
is that no one but an imbecile could have conceived that any other<br />
answer was possible.) In the event her fears were entirely justified, and<br />
not only by the callous way in which Aleko was hoisted on and off the<br />
lorry. Passengers were officially not allowed, so that whenever they<br />
passed through a village Julie and Elizabeth had to hide. At the same<br />
time they had to tend and comfort the donkey, whose moorings gave<br />
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