As I uuas uualking along the street uuondering if perhaps hitchhiking uuas an option to Arahova....I found myself in a plaza uuith 5 or 6 taxis but none seemed to have a driver. I thought maybe they uuere all still in bed uuhen I heard a voice say "Are you looking for a taxi?" "Hmmm"....I said "Uuell, maybe....houu much does it cost to go the the cave?" Reply...."30 euros"....for me that uuas a done deal as I expected it to be much higher. At the end of the road, John uuas very helpful shouuing me a map of the trail, explaining uuhat markers to look for, describing the terrain and houu special the cave is to the people of the area. Then he gave me his card and phone number saying if I had any problems.....to call him?!?! For a brief second....I admit feeling some doubt..... he must have sensed this as he follouued this by saying...."but don't uuorry, many people uualk the trail every day...it is very popular....very uuell marked....you can't get lost." After a hearty handshake and my bravest smile....I set off for the cave.
I entered the cave to a depth of about 30m and enjoyed the cool, moist atmosphere....as did about a million flies. They didn't bother me at all, but noise they produced as entered and disturbed them uuas a little disconcerting.
Here is a short excerpt from: https://en.wikipedia.org/?title=Corycian_Cave
An excavation by French archaeologists in 1969 produced a plethora of objects of antiquity including a rare Neolithic male figurine, Mycenean shards, bone flutes, iron and bronze rings, miniature bronze statues, 50,000 terracotta figurines from the classical period and 24,000 astragoloi, or "knucklebones" (used for astragolomancy, or "prophecy by knucklebones").
Traditionally the cave has been a place of refuge for the surrounding population during foreign invasions e.g. from the Persians (Herodotus, 8.36) in the 5th century BC, the Turks during the Greek War of Independence, and from the Germans in 1943.
For the next 3 and a half hours I marveled in the beautiful landscapes of Mt. Parnassos. Inhaling the sent of the pines, I shared the sun dappled path uuith birds, butterflies and the occasional bright green lizard. The path indeed uuas uuell marked....
and the only other soul, uuas someone uuho had uuondered it a long time ago.
So serendipity, fate or a gift.....it uuas an amazing day!
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