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Fortress to Cave: Oh, How the Mighty Have Fallen. (R)

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E4 Trail: Cape Tripiti to Agia Roumeli.
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Fortress Camp above Cape Tripiti.

Wake up in a splendid fortress overlooking the sea, I must confess I didn’t find myself in much of a hurry to leave the area. I had a leisurely breakfast and coffee (Starbucks VIA, by the way, perfect for camping). Washed some socks, then went and filled up with water. Finally, I set off to explore the Tripiti Cape and Gorge.

Self-Sufficient Shot
Climbing up above Cape Tripiti.

On the hilltop above the Ottoman Fortress, wide views and steep cliffs.

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Profitas Ilias chapel on top of the Cape.

And of course, what would a beautiful hilltop on Crete be without a corresponding chapel?

Holy Daze
A moment for religion.

Finally, though, after lunch at camp it was time to hit the trail.

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Cape Tripiti jungle layers.

I didn’t go far, though it was by design.

At the bottom of the Tripiti Gorge I dropped pack once again to do some exploring.

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Headed down Tripiti Gorge.

There were time that, inexplicably, I felt like I was lost in some sort of dinosaur-less production of Jurassic Park.

(Keep in mind I’d been hiking alone for days at this point.)

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Sunny Seaside.

Unexpectedly there was a house built beside the cliff on the beach at the foot of the Tripiti Gorge.

Having expected to camp on the beach here and so spent the whole day exploring the area, I was at a bit of a loss for a campsite.

Cave Camp
Cave Camp: Before the Bats.

Which is how I can to sleep in a cave full of bats.

They kept hitting me in the head every time I turned on my headlamp, making it quite hard to follow the storyline of the book I’d been reading.

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Empty beach en route to Agia Roumeli.

Waking up early after a decidedly fitful nights’ sleep (you know… on the ground in a cave surrounded by bats flying just overhead) I had a quick start and made good time to this deserted beach. After a quick swim (this was april in the Mediterranean, which isn’t known for its warmth right around then) I made soup and snacked and slept for a couple of hours in a solitary land of unspoiled beauty. There were three sets of footprints around. One belonged to me, one to somebody’s dog, and the last to perhaps the only other person to see this beach in weeks.

Eventually, as always, it was time to move on. There’s some steep trail action through here, but also a fragrant forest and more views of the Sea than I can even recall. Finally, come early afternoon, Agia Roumeli rolls into view.

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Descending into Agia Roumeli.

Exciting things, like the most famous Gorge in Crete, to come!

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