Beauty and the Bay
A few more pics from our visit to Bozukkale, because a bay this lovely shouldn’t be upstaged by a broken castle.
Wanderlust
A Mad Donkey and A Broken Castle
Along a very lonely stretch of Türkiye’s Carian Coast, we recently visited the crumbling enclosure of Bozukkale’s ancient citadel. As we sailed in and set our anchors in its “quiet tranquil bay,” a large herd of goats scampered up the cliffs, their bells clanging, and a certain perturbed wild donkey belched out the loudest …
Adios Knidos
Another group field trip to shore to watch the sunset over Knido’s remarkable bay. We’re new in town but these crumbling ruins have seen this view a million nights over. Can you imagine? The perfect evening to bid farewell to such a lovely place. Enjoying some girl time with my fellow yacht girls, the …
Passing Notes & Shakespeare Plays
Along the Datça peninsula, we nestled into the tiniest bay off the shores of what remains of the crumbling Hellenic city of Knidos. To say we nestled in there, is actually to say that, with much consternation, we wrestled for a spot to anchor where we wouldn’t swing into other boats crowded inside the bay. …
An Endless Array of Views
The great thing about having a moving house, is that there’s an endless array of views off your front porch. Today’s view of Bodrum’s Castle was not too shabby. Bodrum’s Castle of St. Peter began construction in 1406. This 15th century castle was built by The Knights Hospitallers around 1402—the knights surrendered the castle …
Never Too Old For A Field Trip
It’s pretty common as you sail around, to find yourself anchored near the same boats you were anchored next to at a different bay. You get to know the super friendly ones and look forward to meeting again sometime in a future anchorage. Over the last couple of weeks we’ve been anchoring near many of …
Soaking up Ildir
We spent the afternoon checking out Ildir until the wind kicked up and we decided it was probably a good idea to head back to our boats. By the time we reached our dingy the swells had kicked up and made it one wet and wild ride back to the boats. We were …
Ruined Ruins
Mark tries to paddle board to shore every morning for a jog—he’s been consistently running for about 15 years, and only the wildest of wind or waves will stop him from paddling to shore and going for a run. I love his jogging because he often previews everything surrounding our anchorage and then takes me …
Midair Madness
Our last little Greek town before making the short crossover to Türkiye was Inousses where we found a little island with three churches on it. After walking around Inousses’ quiet little town, we motored our way over to the island nearby to check out the three churches. The wind was whipping but our concern …