It was our second day on Crete when Jaclyn and I set out for Agiofarago, the “Gorge of Saints”, which is a rugged 40km (24 miles) from our ecolodge, Eleonas. With our crude directions and wrong turns we came to the end of the road. No signage, no markers, just an infinity of brush and Cretan terrain washing out into the “Deep South.” Any further and we would have certainly passed Libyan customs!
With a leap of faith we park our car to follow the winding trail. Swaying between colorful vegetation and stray goats
The Chapel of Agios Antonios. Of Christian significance, this 15th century structure lies atop a cave where pilgrims have worshipped since the land was colonized. Outside the monastery you can find an ancient well and a maintained rock garden. Supposedly, within the gorge can be found an ancient Minoan tomb.
Finally, the canyon opens as you hear crashing waves and that unrivaled salty air blows in from the Libyan Sea.
I could spend a lifetime happily lost among these islands of Minotaurs and men.