Our sort of place

We left Bodrum vowing to return as there was so much more to see there. For now we we were pressed for time as our fellow travellers and cruising buddies Sue and John had a flight to catch to the UK and needed to get to Didim where they were going to leave Catabella.

Catabella leaving Bodrum with the castle in the background

They were going to do the trip to Didim in two hops, the first destination being a town on the other side of the Bodrum Peninsula, Yalikavak, where we would part company.

On the way to Yalikavak – a long and winding road that leads to the beach

Yalikavak is an important hub for super yachts – mainly because the marina there caters specifically for these enormous luxury vessels.

The marina at Yalikavak is chock full of multi million dollars worth of super yachts

Owned by an Azeri oil billionaire, the marina looked very swish and well organised. There were also many massive vessels – some almost the size of small cruise liners – anchored in the harbour.

Many more massive luxury vessels at anchor
Some of the vessels were almost the size of small cruise liners

We stayed in a one of the anchorages over the other side of the large bay to the marina, right near a sailing school.

We prefer this size boats

It was great fun watching the kids doing the set course in their little dinghies – some taking it very seriously (mostly girls) some having little arguments about who got in whose way (mostly boys) and one rascal who tried to cause total chaos, almost managing to capsize his dinghy by standing up and rocking it from side to side, shouting and getting in the way of his fellow students and generally seeking attention in whatever way he could. He led the instructors (who would have rather been checking their phones) a merry dance! Great entertainment!

It was great fun watching the kids doing the set course in their little dinghies

We all really enjoyed going ashore to the town although it was a bit of a long dinghy ride across the bay. There were plenty of amazing super yachts to ogle at as we motored over!

It was a bit of a long dinghy ride across the bay but there was plenty to ogle at
There were some smaller vessels too, including this sweet little yacht

Formally the main sponge diving port in this area, Yalikavak still retains a village feel, with narrow laneways full of interesting shops and restaurants, some well kept green spaces and a delightful old fishing harbour.

Yalikavak still retains a village feel, with narrow laneways full of interesting shops and restaurants
There were some pleasant green spaces too
An ancient Sarniç or gümbet (water cistern) dating from Ottoman times – still in use!
One of the many restaurants in Yalikavak
We felt it our duty to stop off for some traditional snacks

On Sue and John’s last night before they departed for Didim marina and then on to England via Greece (doing a ten-day cruise instead of staying a a crummy hotel in England to do the required ten days of quarantine) we had a meal in a beautiful spot in one of those feet-in-the sand restaurants on the beach.

A beautiful sunset in a beautiful spot

The ambiance was excellent and the sunset glorious and of course the company was excellent!

Sue and John
Jonathan and me! (Thanks Sue)

The following day we waved farewell to Sue and John and settled in for a couple more days in this comfortable anchorage.

Farewell to Catabella for a while
See you soon!
Night falls
Time for sun downers on the front deck
Our view!

We went into the town again to stock up on food and explore a little more.

Early morning calm
I loved this tree in town
Some lovely ceramics – wish we had room for these on the boat!

Before leaving for our next anchorage we went to the marina to fill up with diesel and buy petrol for the outboard and the small generator we use to to power our water maker.

Filling up the petrol cans

We felt a little intimidated lining up with the massive super yachts to get fuelled up but we were very impressed by the excellent organisation, helpfulness and service provided – even to little us!

Join the queue big boy!
A lovely traditional “luxury yacht” wouldn’t go amiss in an Agatha Christie movie
Some very big boats at anchor
Another very large super yacht

Our next stop was a small and very sheltered bay outside a hotel complex called the Crystal Green Bay Resort. There was a bit of a blow brewing up so we thought it would be a good place to shelter – which it definitely was!

Rows of umbrellas at the
Crystal Green Bay Resort
Lovely view across the water on a walk round the headland
It was a pleasant spot to walk

Apart from the resort, there was very little else in the bay – just a handful of fishing boats and the remains of a fish farm.

Apart from these fishing boats and the resort there was very little else in the bay
Looking over to the ruins of a Greek building abandoned after the 1922 population exchange

Nevertheless, we had a pleasant couple of days there, relaxing, walking, wandering in the hotel grounds and catching up with a few chores.

Having a nose round the resort
It even had a modern version of the amphitheatre

After a very peaceful and tranquil stay we experienced a drama when we were about to leave. As we pulled up the anchor we discovered that we had managed to hook onto an enormous and incredibly heavy old anchor left behind on the seabed.

It was quite alarming as while we were occupied in getting our chain off the massive anchor, we were being dragged further into the shallow water.

We eventually managed to disentangle ourselves but while in the process found ourselves almost wedged between the boundary ropes of the two swimming enclosures. Fortunately we were able to make a clean get away once we were unhooked!

The next anchorage – outside Port Iasos Marina was also super quiet and once again, we were the only boat anchored there.

Looking over to Port Iasos Marina from where we were anchored
This was the only other boat at anchor in the bay!
The marina from the shore
Sunday from the shore
Now why would anyone think it OK to leave these chairs here?
Reflections on a still evening

After one night there we sailed on to Kıyıkışlacık – a fabulous little harbour full of intriguing history, pretty as a picture and where the remains of the Ancient Greek city of Iassos lie.

Heading into Kıyıkışlacık with the tower in the water just ahead

We anchored just behind a tower in the water which might date back to the 12th Century but could have been built much later, maybe in the 15th Century.

We were anchored close to the tower with the village in the other direction and the remains of Iassos looming above us
If stones could talk, what tales these would tell
The village elders drinking çay and playing Rummikub
Local cows enjoying the shade
We were anchored close to the
ancient city of Iassos
We couldn’t wait to explore!
After one drink in the local bar everyone knew who we were!

In the other direction was the delightful little fishing/farming village and towering above our heads to one side was the ancient city of Iassos.

So many old cottages
and many elderly olive trees
Sunday just visible – the only boat at anchor

Who could ask for more?This was definitely our sort of place!

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Salty tales from Bali Hai

In 2015, after a break from cruising of almost 30 years, my husband and I sailed off into the sunset - this time to the wonderful Islands of Indonesia and beyond. Three years passed and we swapped sails for wheels driving through Scandinavia and Europe in a motor home. Now we are on the brink of another adventure - buying a Lagoon 420 Catamaran in Athens. This is our story.

2 thoughts on “Our sort of place”

  1. That was such a lovely read Dot. Looks like you guys continue to have such amazing adventures.

    Lots of love Lea x

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    1. Oh bugger, just sent a reply and it has disappeared into the ether! Hopefully it reached you but in case not, thanks for reading the blog, I really appreciate it. Just loving Turkey and planning to do land travel here this winter but longing to come back to Oz early next year as soon as it’s possible. See you then xxx

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