Only a 5 mile windy crossing to the pretty port of Halki. Moored alongside a pontoon which I suspect is removed in winter, so is not the most robust. Only a couple of other yachts. The town is described as like a little Symi. Well yes, but much nicer with few people about and really pretty. Everyone disappeared in different directions to explore and get lunch. Astrid & I filled the boat tanks with water (at last!) with help from the friendly port man. He looked well fed and happy, subsequently explaining that his mom owned the restaurant down the road which served home made pasta. We went there for lunch which was great and super friendly. Restaurant Mama was also very well fed – a good sign.