My contributor says that for them the best beach of all was at the end of a long dust track. A long walk or a car journey (intrepid moped riders may achieve the journey). The beach is called Tourkonen and is on the West side of the island north of the chapel at Aghios Andreas [?]. This shingle beach was a walk through the olive groves. They spent two great days here and saw two people on the beach although swimmers from other beaches in the bay stopped off. The water was wonderfully warm and clean and the area very quiet. Those afternoons they felt like they owned the place. Another report describes up to 30 textiles arriving as late as 5pm, although it was possible to brave it out.