KUSADASI, DIDIM, MARTI MARINA, GOCEK AND KAS

After a fabulous evening at Teos Marina with copious quantities of alcohol and delicious food, not to mention the dancing into the early hours – with Derek getting his own hareem of ladies to dance with, it was another early start as we set sail to our next port of call at Kusadasi.  The term “Sail” is used wistfully, and as usual the wind did not last and we ended up motoring most of the way. 

KUSADASI

We arrived in Kusadasi around 1330hrs to a beautiful hot afternoon so put the bimini up so we could relax out in the cockpit.  Our friends from Ichi Feet (John and Elsie) were back in town doing work on their yacht after having it up on the hard for most of the winter and came down and welcomed us, and it was really great to get together over a few drinks onboard before heading to one of the marina restaurants “Be Bop” for a very enjoyable meal.  Great to catch up with old friends and as to be expected it was another late night.

Following morning was another lovely morning – hot sun and blue skies!  Robert headed off on a ‘shore excursion’ to Ephesus and really enjoyed it.  John, Derek & Paul headed into town to get some supplies including pork sausages to die for. (A real treat here in Turkey – well for us anyway!)  Lunch was at a restaurant called Avlu which John had discovered over the winter, and was still as good as ever.  Paul was still experiencing a few health problems so he headed off to see the Doctor again, and then made a decision to fly home the next day to get treatment back in Australia. 

The marina hosted a BBQ and cocktails which was very good, and an opportunity for everyone to say a fond farewell to Paul before he ups anchor and heads to a hotel for the night.  He will be missed by one and all, especially for his daily updates and videos which earned him the title of Media and Communications  Officer.  John was commandeered into giving a speech and presentation to one of the local dignitaries before all the EMYR yachts were called up for photos and given a basket of presents.  Some of John’s friends that had wintered over in Kusadasi were also at the party, including Judy who was celebrating her birthday, so it was off across the road after the BBQ to join in the celebrations with numerous other friends that John knew.

DIDIM

At 0745hrs the following morning it was time to farewell Kusadasi and set off to Didim.  I think the skipper missed his morning cuppa which Paul used to have waiting for us all in the mornings.  Finally we had some wind and it was a good sail most of the way to Samos where the wind picked up going through the straits.  Had to put a reef in, but unfortunately it was short lived and once again ended up motoring into Didim.  We arrived at the marina around 1645 and it was that dreaded time to take on fuel – sooo expensive here in Turkey!  Didim is a wonderful marina with fantastic facilities, and it was great to have a nice long shower before getting ready for the cocktail party hosted by the marina management.  What an amazing setting around the pool overlooking the pontoons, with a live group playing while we supped on our beverages and enjoyed the fabulous food.  Another late night was had and by now we were all feeling a bit tired – but the beat goes on!

Awoke to another gorgeous day and it was off on a tour to Apollon Temple and Milet Ruins which were very good, and arrived back at Awatea around 1530hrs.   

We had met a New Zealand couple on the pontoon the day before, and caught up with them for a few drinks onboard before doing a ‘pub crawl’ to their yacht to have a few there.  Decided we would have dinner at the Yacht Club where we had the cocktail party the evening before which was stunning, and staggered back home to bed around 2345hrs.  Not good as it was a 0530hrs start the following day.

The morning was very overcast and dead calm, and were very relieved around 1600hrs when we finally got a decent breeze around 9 knots, so it was up with the genaker for the next 3 hours.  We were meant to have the night in Datca but due to maintenance being carried out in the town marina had to give it a miss and carry on to Marti Marina.  We arrived around 2000hrs and enjoyed a nice chilli con carne that Derek had whisked up – so nice to have a free evening and enjoy a meal onboard.  After a long day we all crashed reasonably early.

MARTI MARINA

Marti Marina is in an idyllic setting surrounded by green hills and beautiful bays and inlets.  

 It is near a small town called Ohanyia which is only around 20mins from Marmaris by dolmus.  We decided to head into town and were offered a lift by the owner of “Silver Lining”- the most stunning yacht berthed across from us.   

It was great to be back in Marmaris and catch up with all our friends we had made the year before, and enjoy a meal at our little local restaurant as well as a shave from Mustafa and Seref at Naz Barber.  So nice to see everyone – just like coming home!

Chris from ‘Silver Lining’ is such a nice guy and joined in the fun that evening starting off with a “pot luck” cocktail party on the pontoon – talk about some weird and wonderful concoctions but all very alcoholic and enjoyable (well some of us tried most of them), before heading up to the local restaurant for a meal.  Some of our fellow yachties didn’t know when to stop and had great difficulty getting back on their yachts at the end of the night – but I am very happy to report that the Awatea crew were not culprits, and in fact had to help a few others to make a successful transfer from shore to ship.

The next day was fine and sunny – summer is here at last, and proved to be a very lazy day.  Carried out a bit of cleaning and maintenance, then a nice salad for lunch followed by a doze on deck.  So nice to have a day free to enjoy, doing virtually nothing.  Our friend Penny from Marmaris had her yacht on the hard and it was going back in the water this afternoon, so Derek was asked to give her a helping hand to take it up to a mooring at the end of the bay.  What a fabulous place – a small rickety jetty under a little family run restaurant up on the hill, but with power and water available and views to die for.  If we weren’t on the EMYR I think we all would have loved to spend more time in this paradise.  That evening we had a guided tour of the luxury hotel that has just been built above the marina – really special place, and then we ended up at the restaurant where they had set up cocktails around the pool followed by a first class dinner.  There was also a fabulous group playing the best music, and it wasn’t long before everyone was up dancing including twinkle toes Derek and a few of his hareem.

GOCEK

We had another early start the following morning casting off at 0530hrs to head for Gocek.  A long day, with virtually no wind and ended up having to motor all the way, arriving at 1730hrs.  After berthing a few of our friends from the group ended up on Awatea and we ended up having a very boozy fun evening with loads of laughs.  Some of our friends that did the EMYR last year had told us it was very social – well they were not wrong!!!

Thursday 10^th May was another beautiful day and we were meeting up with Sue (Muzza’z cousin from Melbourne) who now lives in Dalyan.  She drove to Gocek to pick us up and we headed into the hills for brunch at one of our favourite restaurants between Goecek and Fethyie.  It is a typical Turkish feast with the food coming nonstop until the table is groaning under the weight – not to mention our stomachs after devouring it all!  It was then into Fethyie for coffee and cake (just what we needed – NOT!) but all yummie, before heading back to Gocek to buy a few supplies.  As usual it was wonderful to spend time with Sue, and hope it is not too long before we head back this way.

Guess what?  It was time to shower and get ready for......wait for it......another cocktail party.  This was held at one of the marina restaurants and after the obligatory glass of punch it soon livened up with beer, wine and G&T’s flowing.  Several yachts had joined the rally here so it was good to meet some new folk and exchange a few sailors’ yarns - which seem to get better as the night wears on!

KAŞ

We departed Gocek at 0700hrs en route to Kas and had another day of calm seas and no wind.  Nothing of note to report and arrived in Kas at 1600hrs.  We had spent 7 days here in Kas marina last summer, and it was nice to be back as Kas is a great town and has some wonderful restaurants.  We enjoyed some drinks onboard before heading into town with a group of 12 for dinner at a fantastic French restaurant we discovered last year only to find it had closed.  Bummer, but not to worry as we had a few other “favourites” and ended up at one we had been to quite a few times with our friends Marg & Bev last year.  We had a great meal with several bottles of wine and copious quantities of beer, and more food than we could eat for around TL40.00 per head – great value!

The next day was a bit overcast so had a late breakfast around 1000hrs. Cleaned up the boat and then took the dolmus to Kalkan – another beautiful town with some of the nicest restaurants in the south of Turkey.  We had lunch at a small restaurant called ‘White Table’ which is run by a young Turkish guy and his wife and serves gourmet burgers – so wonderful.  He remembered us from last year and made a big fuss and we had a very enjoyable time.  Back to Kas marina in time for the cocktail party which was held at the Yacht club around a stunning infinity pool.  Not only have we enjoyed the most wonderful parties, some of the setting have been surreal – just magnificent, and Kas marina is one of the best.  The band was very good and once again lots of dancing to great music and a fun time.  As to be expected a few of the group ended up in the pool including a few who had no choice. 

On Sunday we had a free day and organised to sail across to the small Greek island of Kastellorizo off the Turkish coast for lunch with Dave & Kath, EMYR organiser and two of their friends from “Mashona”, Jane & Russell from “Ta Be” and Jane & Shaun from “Happy Hour”.  We departed around 1030hrs and it is not very far taking about 40 minutes for us to get into the harbour and tie up at one of the local restaurants.  After some shopping for wine and Greek beer we were joined by the marina manager from Kas who had come across with his wife and daughter on the ferry and had a table for 16.  Lunch was excellent with squid, prawns, octopus (some of the best we have tasted), salads, fresh fish and potatoes all washed down with local wine and beer, and finished off with some Greek brandy.  It was then back to Turkey and a nice meal onboard that evening – steak from OZ. Yummie!  

Bozcaada, Ayvalik, Cesme and Siğacik

Bozcaada
Well the trip to the island was pleasant but berthing was another thing altogether!

Not a marina but a small fishing port the wind was howling throw the entrance when we came in and with of much turning room and shallow water it was not much fun. The catamaran ahead of us went in and pivoted around a few times then came out and we chatted across the water and on channel 69 the rally's designed communication line, as to where and how to come in. Our land based contact Murat advised us to come in on the Coast Guard jetty and assured us there was 4m of depth. We tried but aborted as the winds were too strong for John at the slow approach speed we had. So we backed out and went out the harbour for an hour and sat off the breakwater as Murat , an old islander said the winds were due to fall and swing around from the Xxxxxx to the xxxx which would make berthing easier ( for all those non yacht ie types the boat weighs 14 tonnes and even at slow speeds is a lot to stop or change direction in a hurry and there is a lot of structure above the water line so it is easily " moved" by the wind ...... And most often not in the direction you want it to go!

 After a while we came back in and again attempted a berthing and this time managed to dock..... But not before the dopey CIO had thrown one of the front mooring ropes to the men onshore ..... Except it fell in the water and there was much shouting and flapping of wings ... Haha! Reminded me of Happy Feet the movie

As you can see from the photos there is an excellent example of the castle from the harbour that we mentioned din a previous log.



Once again it was berth and then a quick drink on board before we walked into the town ( 100 m haha! ) to our Restuarant for the night and it was a lovely setting. Right on the fishing harbour wall we sat out and had a traditional and simple meal of fish with a delightful selection of Meze ( what they call the plates of starters they bring out and they are delicious).

Most of us had the sea bream which was grilled and came as a whole fish on a bed of greens.

We were also introduced to 2 very special people on this trip. One was Cem ( pronounced "Gem") who has been a lifelong friend of Murat and was a great help in berthing the yachts as he is an old sea dog himself having owned a number of yachts himself. He was a character and sat with us in the table and could speak good English - a pleasant surprise so we had a good chat over dinner.

The other person was the local governor of the district Ibriham and his wife who joined us. Appointed by Ankara be has a legal degree and plenty of ambition so as they say - what this space - this man is going to go places we all agreed! We did a presentation to him that night on behalf of the rally and thanked him for his hospitality onthe island and then we gave 2 caps to Murat and Cem to say thanks to them. Both were Aussie caps from the selection we had brought for occasions like this and both were gratefully accepted.

Murat and Cem kindly arranged an island tour the next mowning at 9am and a small bus picked us up and off we set. The island was bigger than we realized and they mentioned that the population increases form 1000 to 14 000 in summer. So as you can imagine its a relatively short season for these people to make their living each year and most properties are private and small hotels catering for the high number of locals from Istanbul who holiday down here.

Wine is a big commercial activity on the island and they have 2 wineries and most of the grapes come from the locals who all have a patch of ground and sell their grapes theo the Co- operative tithe winery.

Also as you will see inthe pictures there is a wind farm and it produces enough electricity for 34 000 people and saves a carbon print equally, each year, to a million trees - or so the sign said at the site.

We completed the tour and picked up some fresh bread (ekmet ) onthe way back in and then at 11am we upped anchor and left for our next Port and a welcome 2 day stay which was Avalek - a delightful marina and one of the best towns we have been to onthe trip so far and Skipper John even rated it as right up there in comparison to all the Portside towns he had seen.

With little wind forecasted for the trip down it was decided to make an early start that day and we heading out by 6.30am for a reasonably long leg down to Avalek - a total of 75nm. A long leg and especially with no wind. ...... You could just hear all the turkish marine deisel depots rubbing their hands in glee - haha!

We hosted the sails for most of the day and drew a few knots but had the motor ticking over to assist us. At one stage the Skipper said lets host the gennaker so with a quiet groan we excitedly( not!) set about preparing for the task. At this stage another note is probably worth adding in here for our non yacht ie readers!.... To fly the gennaker or spinnaker as some of you will think of it ( that big ballon type sail that is always multicolored and you see shots of in magazines etc) you have to lay out some ropes then get the shackle to connect it to the headsail via the xxx rope. Then we haul this 30 meter " sock " containing the sail out from the below deck sail locker ( cursing and swearing and bumping heads etc) and once heave it ,up on deck we connect it and pull up the sock and the sail drops out of this as the crew member down the back pull on the xxxx rope.

So anyway to return to the day..... We raised the gennaker but didn't keep it up for long as there wasn't enough wind so the Skipper orders it down again! Up and down , up and down .... The skipper loves that bloody sail!

Back on the motor and we made steady progress the rest of the day. The approach to Avalek is through a cleared demarcated channel and the locals Murat and Cem had kindly advised us to watch out for 2 hidden obstacles on the way in . The first was a rock that shoots up 80 meters from the sea bed and stops about 2 metered below the surface! great one to know about especially at night and the second was onthe approach to the harbour to look out for a black Buoy marking shallow and rocky waters. Both onthe charts but so many people still land up on them! So with this in mind we approached both areas carefully. The sun was getting down as we entered the Marina to berth and the berthing position given to us was ,...... Well should we say big enough but not offering any additional width.... As certain crew members were to find out much to the skippers non delight! A $2 million boat on our starboard side was the culprit for a bit of Awatea's resin being scratched on the way in.

Once berthed we had a chance to look at the marina and awaiting us on the dock were the crew from the French / Belgium Catamaran xxxxxx who invited us over for drinks.certainly no one can say French/ Belgium yachties are either unfriendly nor lacking in an ability to consume alchohol!

We had a wonderful cocktail hour with Monsieur Gee and crew and a heavy hand was felt when the Gin and Tonics were being poured ..... As a certain and very happy crew member was to discovered as we helped him home and to bed!!

Dinner out that night was abandoned in favour of a quick scrambled eggs on toast and it was bed for one and all before 11pm - a rare occasion.

Next day was a free day but John was up early as was Paul so they headed into town in search of a laundry man. After a bit of searching and numerous directions we found one in the back streets and he promised to come out in an hour and collect all our washing. That done they returned tote boat and breakfast was had ( toast and cereal) and Robert and Derek then departed for grocery shopping.later that  day we headed back into the city for a light lunch and found a small but inexpensive place with outdoor seating which we took. The usually "Pide " Turkish pizza bread shaped like a pointed surfboard at both ends was on offer or the usual ekmet where they slice half a loaf and fill it with salads and then either chicken or lamb - very nice too! John and Derek had soups Paul had just a kebab stripped and on a plate with salad and rob had just an ekmet . Washed down with some coca cola it was a good simple meal and all form25 TL - hard to believe! ( about A$10 for all of us.

A shave at the local barber followed and then it was time to head back to the boat for our cocktails that night and we were about to experience something that words can not fully describe ....... ,

The small 20 seater luxury us took us thro the city and also over 2 islands which are now connected by road and up a narrow road. Half way up the bus reverses up the last 100 meters before stopping and we find ourselves I front of a restored Turkish windmill dating back over 100 years ago. The marina owner ( one of Turkeys wealthiest men) had bought it and restored it as a national treasure. It was now a small coffee shop with about 40 seats outdoors but no food and he ran it privately. I doubt many westerners have been to it or know about it as it is off the beaten track but the views - oh the views out over the ocean on 3 sides - they were simply breath taking. Se. Took heaps of pictures so you can enjoy this too,

The marina manger who came with us was a delight to talk to. Well educated with a university degree he spent his military service in the UN due to his ability to speak 4 languages and was posted in Germany. Like so many good Muslims we meet - he drank and enjoyed it. Anyway ULMET was his name and we had a scream of a time with him chatting and learning about the area .

He recommended we do dinner down on the wharf where there were 30 odd Turkish and seafood resturants which is where we headed and also arranged to meet Woei Haw who was joining us for the next cruise down to cesme.

Dinner that night was a fish affair and we chose our fish from the cabinet which they then weighed- told us how much our meal cost and took the fish off to the kitchen. All very fresh and Mediterranean / European style eating ! We also saw the American couple from the boat next door who were also eating inthe next door Restuarant and they came over afterwards to catch up and chat...... And it was a good job they did. When we got the bill which was TL 350! ..... Which in fairness for the food we ate wasn't bad but we noticed they had quoted us TL 6 for soup but charged TL 10 and so it went on. Anyway the American couple ( he is Turkish by birth ) soon sorted it out and with a  TL 30 reduction inthe bill we paid!

They offered us. Lift home and as only 3 could fit Robert Derek and Paul went with them and John and Woei Haw caught a bus. Well the drive with Lee and Randie ( the Americans) was interesting and clearly we would have failed any drink driving test. We started out initially with no head lights until Derek told him and how to put them on..... And then when we arrived at the Marina he missed the turn ( in fairness so would all of us) so we turned around and came back ... And nearly missed it again! The joys of driving in foreign lands.... And with a beer or two sitting comfortably on the inside haha!

Off to bed and and another early start the next day as we had a second long day of sailing with 70 nm to do and again a forecast of not much wind,

We agreed to a 6am start so with the sun not even over the horizon we slipped moorings and headed out just behind the Catarmaran of Monsiuer Gee.

Now before I tell the next part of our odyssey I will,prefix by saying the skipper did stay within the channel buoys on the way out ....... although  he was close enough to the Port one that we could nearly touch it!

So anyway we are merrily chugging up the channel with Derek downstairs and about to bring up some tea when the boat lurches and we hear this gentle scrapping sound. Yes you're right - we somehow found the only high spot on the channel but luckily it was soft sand and we brushed through it. .... Wouldn't  be so lucky up the Whitsunday if that happened now would we!


Anyway uneventful trip down and we got into port at 5.30pm only to have to idle in the channel for more than an hour waiting for the mariner pilot to come out and guide us in. Being a weekend ( Sunday) and a glorious day they had a lot of the locally moored boats out onthe water and our arrival time was obviously the same as everyone else's.

Anyway we were in and berthed by 6.30pm and right next to the same American couple that we berthed alongside before in Avalek. Luckily this time we had a nice wide bay to berth in and no junior crew members lost their heads in the docking today. Hmmm ..... We're going to run out of crew otherwise haha!

Drinks had been arranged informally at a bar down town called ( very aptly )  .. The " No Problem Bar" so off we headed. David from Cypress gave us a brief run down on the next day and told us about good markets in the town or some hot sea springs we could visit close by. For dinner that night we all walked into the city and landed up going to the same Restuarant we ate in on the way up.

But like everything in a foreign land .... There is always a tale to tell and so I will share with you our little "canine experience" as we strolled up to the restaurant .

A certain crew member ( who had on previous occasions shown little regard for the local 4 legged friends !) experienced a touch of " karma". We were walking up when the dog that had been around the pub where we had drinks trotted up - looked around , grinned and then.....  sunk his teeth into Roberts calf ( it did remind me a bit of the kids video " the lion King" haha and all the jackels!). Anyway with blood drawn we had a bite to eat and then one of the Turkish entrants to the rally kindly drove rob off to the hospital for a rabies shot. The dog by the way wasn't so lucky - no one Took himto the vet after biting Robert and the next day he was seen looking most unwell !

The next day was a day off and so we took it easy walked up around midday to the markets and otherwise didn't do much! Stopped at a nice little street restuarant and had alittle bite to eat - menu the usual soup kebab ekmet etc!

Had another cocktail party that night at a wine bar in the marina which was at 6 pm so Robert and Derek headed off together a few groceries , John and Weoi How strolled of through the town in search of shoes and Paul - well he did much the same and found a pair of Sperry boat shoes he fancied.

The wine bar that night was a great success as 4 new boats joined and so at last you felt like it was a rally with not just the same people to talk to at these cocktail gatherings. An American couple with a motor trawler joined as well as a British chap Sean ( well experienced yachtie and his wife who was equally delightful and Scottish ( now I hope this hasn't been lost on some of the ladies out there that they do venture forth to sea with their men!).

Also joining was david who is an old Rally dog and sailed up from Cypress to joints for the down ward leg and a South African couple with a catamaran. So now we had a total of 7 yachts sailing and certainly it's starting to feel like a rally now!

Next day it was back to a flogging for the crew from our heartless captain as we set off on the next leg which was to take us to our lodgings for the next 2 nights at Teos Marina in the town of Sigacik. A great new marina ( only 3 years old ) and the friendliest and most helpful staff out! A delight to be here. We had drinks that night on board our boat and returned the invitation to the French catamaran and yacht and they came over.

The ladies didn't arrive initially and we were told they had gone for a Turkish bath and sauna. Well !...... Did we all roll around on the deck when they returned with the one lady nearly crying as she told us the tale. The one lady (Rene) got a lovely exfoliation and massage whilst the other lady told us she was given the bar of soap and he never came back so it was "self massage" - now understand this was all in French but the mimics and gestures was as good as telling it in English AND I captured a bit of it on video. She was telling us of the small towel she had to cover her "top and bottom" and how as it got wet it seemed to shrink and she was walking around the Turkish bath with men and women and desperately tugging at the end of the towel!!

After they all left we strolled into town and had a very ordinary meal at a marina resturant. ( far less appetizing and triple the price of some of the great meals we have had from the " local " eateries off the tourist strip.

Next day was a free day other than a trip  that morning arranged for us to see the castle and a bit of history on the town. The fully walled city is an unusual feature of this Otterman period and to this day it is inhabitated by people living in the various dwellings.

After that we had a bus ride out into the countryside to see some ruins and followed that up by a visit to the ruins of the early port dating back to the same period. That afternoon overt and John headed out for a shave . Robert then went to the hospital for his second jab in his rabies series. Paul went and had a coffee and afterwards had a Turkish staem bath and massage which he reported was good ( steam bath) but the massage not as good as back home.

That night we had another cocktail party and boy - did they lay on a great spread for us.

Let the Rally begins

EMYR starts

Written by: Robert  Spedding

Well we arrived in istanbul last Thursday having completed our trip up in as you know cold and miserable weather that Paul and I completely misread care of our dopey captain!

The Marina we came to which is where the rally starts from tomorrow is still under construction and was really not ready for us in so far as they had no shore facilities that you look so forward to after a week at sea. - namely hot showers in a space bigger than a shoe box and WiFi so we can do what we do best and all catchup and do what I am doing now !

The first day we just relaxed and washed down the boat then retired for an early night.

The next day Paul decided he was going to go and do a bit of sight seeing so John helped him book a hotel in the old city in Sultanhamet - close to the blue mosque and many of the sights and then we went in with him - to make sure he didn't get lost haha!

Well typical John we caught the a taxi to the bus then the bus to a point where we could get the Tram and then we were squashed - and I mean squashed in with half of Istanbul on the tram ride into the center of the city. Paul had just about had enough and was getting off when John said - this is our stop guys ( I think he had read Paul's intentions !).

We found Paul's hotel called the Innova Istanbul and which is a new hotel - and nice but no old world charm of the area or past era. Dropped his gear off in his room and spied the hotel across the road that had a good roof top patio so we shot across there for a well deserved beer ... Or two ... Or was it three haha!

After that we wondered down and looked at the Sultans palace , the blue mosque and by then it was 6pm so we grabbed a quick meal outside on the tram line and afterwards we headed back to the boat ( a 2 hr ride) and left Paul in the city.

Next day was wet and windy so we mostly stayed indoors and I retired to my favorite spot.... The couch and snoozed much of the day in-between catching up on ray white news and keeping the company afloat for my dopey boss!

Next day I went with john to find a pharmacy so that I could get some anti booties for the cough I had on the way up which seemed to be getting worse. Dosed myself up and afterwards we had a shave and grabbed a kebab at a great local place and again ... Retired to my commanding position ... The couch. And that was how that day went.

Day after Paul head Ed back and Derek arrived fresh from his cruise around the states and having flown in from London. Good to see him again and we spentbthe afternoon just chatting and Derek once again quickly took control of the kitchen and we had the left over soup with some lovely fresh bread for lunch.

Dinner that night we decided to christen the new BBQ that I had brought all the way from Brisbane so we got that out and fired it up for the first time down on the pontoon behind the boat. We had lifted out one of the butterflied lamb racks that I brought and Derek set about ... With a bit of help from Pal in cooking that out back. I must say i was very impressed at how quickly it cooked with the hood down. The webber certainly does build up a great heat for cooking but the trick is certainly z - keep the hood down.

Anyway we had a grand meal that night and the next day decided with the weather looking the best it was going to for the next few days we would first head off to Gallipoli and the next day  - to head on up through the straits of Bosphorus and into the black sea.

We were collected at 7.30 by private coach and set off for the 4 hour ride to Gallipoli. Good trip down and with a few breaks so was most pleasant. We arrived in a small town just before Gallipoli where the ferry comes in and we met our tour guide and was given a lovely lunch up on the top deck of the hotel. See some of the photos.

After that we set off and had a brief historical run down from the guide on a concrete mock up of the coastline and then we set off to Anzac cove and we say the site for the dawn service . I must say none of us realized how many battles there were and skirmishes up and down the coast and attires that the trenches where the troops were dug in were as close as 20 meters from each other at times.

We went up a dirt track to see the NZ monument which I must say was a bit disappointing in comparison to the Australian memorial ( especially as 1000 of our lads nearly saved the day and turned the war before being relieved by the British who promptly lost the hill back to the Turks! ( hmmm bet they don't teach that in their school classes back in the motherland!). Anyway was a great day and sobering for all us us but good to have done. We headed back late that afternoon and got back to the boat about 10pm.

As I said the next day we set sail up the BOSPHORUS  - Well as you will see from some of the photos I will send you it was a magical day on the way up and to see the city from the water like that you really got a good perspective of the Asian and European side to the city and some really expensive water front property.

It was fun dodging the ferries on the way up and John had his hands full and needed eyes in the back of his head as at one time we counted about 12 ferries and all coming across our bow or from the rear or heading straight for us.

Having finally got all the way up to the top of the BOSPHORUS and claimed victory of having entered the Black Sea we turned around and started the home ward run again.

Well we saw a lot of ships coming up the straits with us but none going down and we reasoned it must be based on a time you are either goingnup or down as the channel is just not wide enough to accommodate a number of large vessels passing in both directions.

We were only about 1/3 of the way down when the clear visibility behind us disappeared and we had the most ferocious winds come up from nowhere. The is was coupled with driving rain sleet off the sea and the worse to still to come. With the boat leaning over so much from the wind we suddenly heard the engine vaulter and next minute ... It died! Right in a storm and in a major shipping channel AND with a dirty great big container ship steaming down behind us. Despond had called out the wind minutes before as you will hear on the video and it went from 22 knots to 30 then 40 and then 52knits and all in the space of literally 5 minutes. We were all stunned by it. Anyway with no power and no sail up we were being blown into the oncoming cargo ship so John screamed for the headsail to go out ( not an easy task in these winds the crew would like it duly noted) .... Paul was all for " abandon ship and call the coast guard whilst the old sea dog ( me!) ... Well I just kept the skipper calm. We got the head sail up and John tacked a few times and we missed the cargo ship but I must say - you do suddenly realize how things go wrong at sea .

Anyway I  checked the fuel and we tried the motor again and she started - thank god! Then a minute later she died again. I shot down and swoped the fuel tanks over and tried again .. By now the cargo ship had doubled in size and given us a few blasts on the hooter - Paul was even more convinced we jump ship and the skipper well .... I ain't seen me old brother looking so serious and committed to life in many a year haha!

And so for the record let it be noted that the only yacht out in the whole of the BOSPHORUS that day was us! And we survived what we were told later was an unexpected storm/ tornado that halted all traffic on the bridges crossing the Straits as the bridges were swaying and rising and falling noticeably.

Anyway we were glad to get back into port and returned but to a different marina in istanbul called Atakoy Marina which was just by the Sheraton hotel. Mostly occupied by Turkish local boats and serious money cruisers , the facilities were not what we were used to and a bit run down.

The next day John and I returned to Sultanhamet to book a hotel for our forthcoming trip that mum and I do to Europe and that was not before we caught the wrong ferry and nearly landed back up the bosphorus before we could get off!  and not a patch on what we were used to and twice the price! Anyway we berthed for 2 days there. Did a big re provision of the boat, went up center of town to the ... Wait for it Nespresso shop as dopey john had emerged the milk frother in water when washing despite big letters " do not immerse in water! " and it no longer worked. I also checked up on my flights with Turkish airlines and after a walk around headed back to the boat about 7pm. Dinner that night was a great Turkish restaurant we went to and the night before Paul kindly shouted us all dinner at an equally nice restaurant in the marina. Had we known he was paying John and I would have ordered up big plus had a really good expensive red on Ray White haha!

Next day we departed back to our west marina under construction and spent a lay day about the boat. Did some laundry drubbed down a few things and slept ... I have done lots of that this trip and have been feeling a bit tired with this cough and bad chest that I seem not to be able to shake. Had anti booties but think will see a doctor on our next landfall and make sure I have got the best ones for the ailment. John Derek and Paul went off for a shave and a bite to eat and I slept on the couch  - well someone had to play security I told them!

Dinner that night and the next night was care of the first 2 cocktail parties and as there are only 3 boats starting from Istanbul we thought it might be a drab affair. No such thing in turkey ... The first hint we got was the security that appeared on the road checking cars coming in and then the catering trucks arrived and it turned out to be a great night. We were givenour official rally shirts and caps and John had a skippers meeting and the lowly crew just ate and drank haha!

John had to do a welcome speech and thank the marina which was a scream and well fortified by a rapid consummation of copious quantities  of red wine 15 minutes before..... And OMG -  he started to sound like a bloody Pollie before long and was waxing eloquently on turkey and thanking our hosts ( groan... Oh John shut up and move on will you haha!). Michael he would have even given you a run for your money!

Next night was a similar affair but at another new marina under construction and 12 ams away. The 2 new marinas will provide an additional 1400 berths - there ain't anything they do small in turkey when it comes to construction!

We met the other yachts starting with us . All French men but passable and the commodore of the rally is a top chap and has been most helpful. So altogether a good start to the rally.

Well yesterday was the start so with a blast on the airhorn we released lines and set off. Little wind in the morning so we motored. Tried the spinnaker later but not enough wind so John had it up then down - bloody he'll Paul said - he like shoving his holiday crew a work over doesn't he haha! Then it was headsail up headsail down. Wind then got up so we reefer the sail in - then the wind dropped so we dropped the sail and motored. ...... I remember saying to Paul come for a great sun filled holiday to turkey..... I think he is questioning his decision haha!

Got into a most picturesque harbor around 6pm and bugger me down - they had the bus waiting to take us off to see a wine museum and then onto a dinner up on the hill at a lovely rural but quaint restaurant. Then it was home. On the way we stopped to buy some bread for one of the boats so we sent Paul to grab a few too. He got 3 loaves from the wooden display cabinet they all seem to have outside but didn't quite close the door properly. Well as he was leaving a smart Labrador trotted up pawed the door open and happily swaggered off with a fresh loaf for dinner - oh well it could only be turkey! The dog was so deft at the loaf removal he has obviously done that before too! First day was long 72 miles and 12 hours sailing/ motoring and tomorrow even longer - doing 80 odd miles so we are planning an early 6 am start having got back to the boat at 10.30 - hey this ain't a relaxing holiday yet !