Finally we had been given the green light to travel and so on 14th May us and Copycat waved goodbye to Kas until later in the year.
There was absolutely zero wind and it was hot! We had planned to make our way to Fethiye, well we were in for a little surprise. Four hours in and we were called up on the radio by the coastguard telling us that we need to turn around and head back south. At that moment we heard a loud bang, which confirmed that yes there was firing practice going on. So backwards we went, two and a half hours to Kalkan, which is about 16 miles from Kas. It was a lovely bay and we ended up spending four nights here as the firing practice was going on for this long. It gave Ian plenty of time to clean the bottom of the boat.
We next headed to a little bay called Akvaryum Koyu, which is just three miles from the well known tourist resort of Olu Deniz and only reachable by sea. There is just one restaurant here.
We anchored just outside the Blue Lagoon at Olu Deniz, as boats aren’t allowed in there. There were a number of other boats there, and a couple of Aussie guys helped tie our ropes to the rocks, this was after Karen on Copycat had already jumped in the water to tie their ropes off. We went ashore here and at this time beaches were closed and we had to try and get the Jandarma (police) to understand that we weren’t planning on sunbathing but that we had just come off the boat so it was our only way to get ashore across the beach. IOlu Deniz is normally packed but it was eerily quiet, like a ghost town. We got some strange looks from the few people about as to how we had got there.
My cousin Sue and her husband Rick joined us for a day. Ian picked them up from the beach and they had to make the same explanation to the Jandarma.
We dropped Sue off at the end of the day and then headed round to Fethiye where we anchored in the bay. The following day we spent a lovely day at Sue’s and got to go swimming in the pool.
There were some strong winds, the bain of a sailor’s life, coming through plus there was a four day curfew coming up so we headed to one off the islands by Gocek, us and umpteen others had had the same idea. There were a number of pontoons here belonging to a restaurant which we tied up along side. We were having a heatwave too, temperatures were in the mid 30’s, which is unusual for this time of year so Ian decided that he would cook a beef wellington, just what you need. He’d seen some nice fillet in the butchers at a reasonable price and decided that it had to be beef wellington. It was very nice.
We went for a walk and there was quite a bit of rubbish so Ian collected some of it, it was Trash Tuesday after all.
Our next port of call was Marmaris, which is a big yachtie place. There are several streets of shops selling everything you could want for a boat. Ian was and Ronnie, as you can imagine, like kids in a toy shop. It’s normally the guys that stand outside shops waiting, well this time it was Karen and I. This is another place that in normal times would be rammed. We walked up to the castle but that was also shut. We had a day of rain here, yes we do get it, the countryside is green, so it has to rain some time. We need shopping so we went off in our pac-a-mac’s and our face masks which were mandatory in public places in the region of Mugla.
We were due to leave Marmaris at about 8 o’clock. Ian is in the wide awake club at 7, so that’s that, he springs out of bed and we’re off. He, unbelievably I know, has a habit of doing this. We had more strong winds coming through so we headed off to Bodrum to hide for a couple of days which we did in two hops as it was too far a trip in one day. We left our Mahe Mates behind. We wanted to get moving on as far north as possible sooner rather than later as Ian wanted to get into the Black Sea, to visit Bulgaria and Romania, alas at time of writing this, it’s not meant to be. There are quarantine restrictions by them and Turkey which has just been extended. Also the prevailing winds along the coast of Turkey are northerly which normally start mid-end of June, so it’s worth getting as far north as we can so that when they do start we are heading south with the wind behind us. As Ian would say “Gentleman don’t go to windward”, I have to remind him of that on occasions when we are going to windward. We anchored in the bay next to Bodrum, which wasn’t quite what we expected. There were rows and rows of concrete blocks of apartments. I expect in normal times, will things ever be normal again, this is a busy resort with loud music, jet skis and speed boats whizzing people about. None of this on this visit.
We were planning on going to Kusadasi and staying there for about a week as we wanted to see some of the sights there, Ephuses. We thought we’d do it on the way up rather than on the way down as with no international tourists or cruise ships which dock here regularly it would be much quieter. More on that next time. We hopped along the coast over the next couple of days before arriving in Kusadasi.
May- June 2020