For our Honeymoon Mike and I wanted to immerse ourselves in something active and strenuous, and especially - in something so beautiful and unique that we would remember it for the rest of our lives. That brought us to the island of Crete to hike their famous Somaria Gorge.
Early in the pre-dawn we bused up to the top of a mountain where mist surrounded sheep living at 4,125 ft. above sea level. Despite hundreds of people gathering to start a hike that would take us over 9 hours, the silence was profound and surreal.
From there it was a 16 km hike down to the ocean. Gradually the sun lifted and lit up trees and valleys. We walked on cobble stone pathways built by the ancient Greeks, and gulped water from the clear stream that followed us down the mountain. The landscape was other-wordly the whole way.
To this day we admire the fit German retirees with their fast paces and Nordic walking poles. We remember kids having to duct tape the soles back onto their sneakers. And we laugh about how we were SORE! We all earned the beers and the celebration waiting for us in the small town by the seashore.
The entire group - fit Germans included - passed out on the ferry ride back to Heraklion, all feeling accomplished, in pain and in awe, and dreaming about a return trip!
I made this painting for Mike for our tenth anniversary, and it now hangs in our dining room, where we can view it from almost any room in the house. It's a daily reminder of one of our favourite adventures, as well as a reminder to stay fit so we can do it again one day.