Day 5 - Messing Around Kekova Roads

Woke up relatively early and gentle motored to Kale Koy taking in the surround ruins and sarcophaghi that litter the surrounding hills.


Arrived around 11.45,dropped the anchor slightly off-shore and we all got into the dingy to row to the shore.  Peter was controlling one oar and Carrie the other - after 5 minutes of going around in circles I we somehow managed to make a wiggly line to land.


High above Kale Koy is an ancient castle ruins, so in the hottest part of the day we climbed to the top. The view was fantastic with views across the straits.

Kale Koy.


After the morning of shopping and sight seeing we crossed the straits to a small bay named Tersane for a spot of swimming, before heading back to Hassan's restuarant for dinner.

Day 4 - Finike to Gokkaya Limani, Kekova Roads

Started of the day doing one or two jobs.  Alyson, Peter and Carrie went to find a supermarket to stock up with provisions, whilst Erica and I cleaned the boat.  Miriam drew pictures.


I also decided to fill one of the fresh water tanks - a little later I realised that we had no water in tank 1 but the starboard toilets were very clean :-) whoops.


Then off to a find a bank to change some money.  Not all banks in Turkey change money - the nearest one to Finike marina in out of the main gate to the right, follow the main road to Attaturk park where you will find Ziraat Bankasi.  Not sure if the exchange rate is any good, but it was it was 10% better than we got in the UK.


After a quick lunch we set sail at 14.00.  We took it pretty easy heading SW whilst Peter showed us some of the finer arts of tuning the sails.  A bit cooler that previous days around 32C, when the wind is taken into account very pleasant.


As we came around the headland at Bunda Bu south of Finike we realised we were heading into 2knts of current, the first time we really experience much in the Med.  After a few hours we were at the eastern end of the Kekova Roads.  We threaded our way through the various rocks and tourist gullets until we ended up in a fairly quiet bay called Gokkaya Limani.


All around us, doted in the hill side we can see ancient ruined buildings.  The surround area is fjord like, but on a much smaller scale, naturally it is a little hotter that the real fjords!!!

 This was the view we woke upto the next morning.

Day 3 - Cineviz to Finike

I think it is far to say we didn't all sleep the best, a combination of excitment and heat.  Never the less we were up early for breakfast and ready to set sail at 10.30.


Alyson took the helm on the exit of the bay whilst I looked after the anchor.  The winds were even worse today, F1/2 and on the nose again, so we motored with just the main out.


We noted a group of small islands and looking at the the charts a small bay on Adalari looked perfect for lunch.  However it transpired to be completely unsuitable and so we headed back to the mainland and a went into the bay at Karagoz Koyu.  After lunch and a swim we set off for Finike and there was still not wind to speak off.


Finally the winds picked up at 15.45 and we could turn off the engine for the final 8 miles.  Erica took the helm and steered a lovely course towards the marina.  On the final few miles the winds really started to get a little brisk and we managed to touch 9.8kn according to the log.


I was a little apprehensive as we came into Finike - this was going to be the first time that I moored up, a time when traditionally the most expensive mistakes occur.  As we followed the joker boat to our alloted berth I noted that we were coming in next to a large 57' Beneteau - eek.  However I managed to park up with no problems at all.  In all 32.75nm in 5 hours.


I hope I don't break her...

Next I was off the the marina office to do the paperwork for the first time.  All went smoothly and the relieved me of €48 which was a little more that I was expecting.


We all then trooped off into town to find a nice resturant for dinner.  A couple of bottles of wine later we stumbled back to the Mirica for bed.

Day 2 - Kemer to Cineviz

After the late hour we crawled into bed, I was expecting a late start to the day.  How wrong I was.  At 7am Turkish time (5am UK time) we were up trying to find various lockers and hideyholes to put all our things into.  


First view of our new boat in daylight

As the morning progressed and things started to find a temporary home, the temperature began to rise.  Once most things were away we started working through Alan's list of 'important stuff' noting what was where.


By mid morning we sent the adult girls off to find some provisions with strict instructions not to forget the beer, whilst Peter and I tried to figure out how to inflate the dingy.  We had more success than the girls who had to visit 3 supermarkets in total to find what they were looking for.


By early afternoon we were ready.  I called up the marina for the the joker boat to help us with the mooring lines and we were off for our first sail in Mirica.   We had decided to head to Cineviz, a small, hopefully deserted, anchorage in a bag around 15nm south of Kemer.


Unfortunately the wind was on our nose so we had to tack out a considerable way into Antalya Bay before turning back on the opposite tack.  After 3 hours sailing it became apparant that we would struggle to make the bay before darkness.  So with some disappointment we turned on the engine for the last hour.


Finally we were there, we found that we were sharing the bay with a couple of other yachts and 2 Turkish tourist gullets - not as bad as I feared.  We dropped the anchor and the girls went for their first swim from back of the boat.  


Cineviz looking towards Mount Olympus

Day 1 - Arrival in Turkey

The big day has arrived at last.  I'm not sure any of us got much sleep last night what with last minute packing, the farewell party for the immediate family and the general excitement of it all.


Granny Shipley arrived promptly at 8.30am to take us to Gatwick airport and the drive down was pretty uneventful.  We arrived just before midday - the time when we agreed to meet Peter and Carrie, 2 experienced sailors who were are going to help us for the first week or so getting to know Mirica and help us increase our skills.


The plane was only 30 minutes late in taking off, but die to a favourable tail wind arrived at the alloted hour.  Remarkably our taxi-cum-minibus driver was also on time, a first in all our trips to Turkey.


We finally arrived at Kemer Marina around 10.30pm, and there before us was our beautiful Beneteau Oceanis, waiting patiently for us to begin the latest phase of our life.


The temperature was a bit of a shock.  We knew from forecasts that it was going to be around 40C, but know it somehow didn't prepare us for the shear oppressiveness of it.  I guess the rubbish weather in the UK in the last few weeks didn't help.


Alan, the previous owner of the boat, had prepared an extensive and comprehensive 'Welcome Aboard' check list, detailing step by step the sequence I should follow in opening her adn turning on the various pieces of equipment.  One step was to fit the hand rail to the passerelle (a type of 'gangplank') so that everone could board safely.  The instruction included a very helpful suggestion NOT to lose a certain screw,  Alyson promptly dropped in into the sea!!!!


Moving all out gear on was an exhausting process - huge heavy bags being manhandled down the narrow passerelle, and down the steep steps to the main saloon.   Peter and I were wringing wet with sweat once the task had been completed.


We were all hot, bothered and a little bit peckish, so we trooped off to the Marine bar for cold beers, wine, cola and some nosh.  It must have been pushing 1am by the time we crawled onto (far to warm to crawl into) our beds.


The adventure has begun...........



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