By now I was joined on deck by tree and a fresh coffee, a local fella came with a bucket and a chair and sat himself down near the edge of the marina wall where a boat had been moored but had already departed, as I watched he lay out all the bits and bobs for his mornings fishing. To my surprise not a fishing rod or reel in sight but instead a yellow plastic hand line and some bread.
As I watched he baited the hook and cast out maybe only 20 feet sat on the chair and motioned his fingers to make the bait move in the water and patiently waited for a bite.

Now as a keen fisherman ( and indeed I had brought along my new travelling rod ) I was quite keen to see what he would catch, however after a few attempts still I saw no fish as he pulled in his line. Then I remembered that I had seen a hand line in the mini market across the road so off i went and bought one probably only 2 or 3 euros and a can of sweetcorn. ( bread in Greece although very nice, has to be fresh that day and at that point I didn't know where the bakers shop was ( as it happens only 3 or 4 hundred yards up the road towards Nydri).

I sat down on the edge of the marina wall just off to the side of the boat and looked into the water, it was alive with small fish, so I baited up the hook with sweetcorn and threw it in. well... within seconds I felt a tug on the line and I pulled it in quick, a small but perfectly formed saddled seabream, excited by my catch I called to tree to check out my new found fishing skills. As I held up my fish, the local guy having by now been there for well over an hour, heard all the fuss I was making and saw me show my 3" prize with great pride to my partner tree. I'm sure it was with disgust, that I then saw him literally throw all his bits n pieces into his bucket and leave!! I thought to myself that if I am going to be on holiday in Greece for the next to weeks its probably not a good idea to "P" off the locals but hey I don't care coz i caught a fish!!!!.