Agistri, Greece - Rosy's Little Village, the cove by the derelict bar

Spoilt for choice, swimming-wise, this little bay was just to the right of the sea steps. I snorkled and fished here by an old, dilapidated waterside bar no longer used by Rosy's place, the fence is seen just to the right. Bottom left is an old milk carton used as a buoy. All you could hear here, apart from the soft lap of the sea, was the distant thrum of occasional ferries' engines and the ratchety rasp of cicadas all around us. White highlights in Conté pencil/crayon on Daler-Rowney Murano pastel paper (cool range).