The team in an Olive Grove - Evia - Greece. From Left Jean Marc, Gorgeous George, Paul Dooley, James.

These were some of the olive trees all ready to be harvested - nets laid out below, now just waiting to be picked - these were Korenieki trees and used mainly for oil.

A few olives on the branch - just ripe for harvesting...

Harvest in full swing. This was a Kalamata Olive tree in Northern Evia being harvested, unusually, for Olive Oil.

Sorting the olives from the trees - all done by hand before going off to the press to be turned into olive oil.

Leaving England at the beginning of October we found a little sunshine as we travelled through France.

Olive Grove in Spring Kalamata, S.Greece. The farmer here was the one who gave us the recipe for the Sunshine Olives - Rosemary, Garlic and Sun Dried Tomatoes.

Olive Trees thrive in the salty air and will happily grow right down to the waters edge.

We were camped on a bluff overlooking a small cove in Sithonia, N.Greece - woke up to a glorious sunrise and this fisherman doing his stuff

We stayed with this guy who was actually the local Postman and Restaurateur - got tremendously drunk with him on Raki. The following morning he gave us Honey and Nuts with Yoghurt for breakfast. Honey Nuts were born!

Travelling north in Turkey we came to the fabulous calcified pools at Pammukale. Sunset over the pools was a sight to behold.

The city of Petra hidden in the valleys of Jordan has had so much written about it we cannot possibly add to it. This is the sight as you approach through the canyon...

This is the monastery at Petra - for an indication of scale take a look at the doorway... Annie is standing beside it - honest!

Annie playing at Florence of Arabia as we tried to get from Wadi Rum to Aquaba in the south. We spent 3 or 4 days in the vastness of this place.

Also in Wadi Rum - right by our camp site we discovered a spot called Lawrence's Well - supposedly where Lawrence of Arabia camped his Arab Armies.

We spent a week or so in Aswan waiting to cross to Sudan. Gave up in the end and spent our time supping Al-Shark beer we watched as the Feluccas come and go. Felt like Hercules Poirot without the moustache.

Going across the desert towards Siwa Oasis was a fantastic time. Crystal clear nights studded with stars, so silent you could hear individual grains of sand move.

Possibly the strangest place we made it to. Almost on the Libyan Border, Siwa is thought to be the burial place of Alexandra the Great, Cleopatra even bathed here - reportedly. The houses in this shot were made of salt and mud and were still in use.

When a sand dune decides to relocate there's nothing you can do - simply add a bit to the top of the pole and hope for the best!

Had a great day at the camel market - this guy befriended Annie and really thought she would make a fine addition to his life. Alas, we couldn't strike a deal.

After the barren expanses of the deserts it was a great relief to see green pastures and spring flowers again. This was shot in Southern Greece around April time on our way back.

Such is the longevity of Olive Trees this one was reputed to be more than 1000 years old.

Far out in the Western Desert - not sure whether we were in Libya or Egypt...