29th April 2017
For the last few days in Fethiye, we have been preparing for this years sailing journey.
Though not definite on where we would visit, we happily left Fethiye in the afternoon and set of across the Gocek Gulf, leaving behind the snow capped mountains and the windy winter.
As the sun blazed down upon the boat, we relaxed in the cockpit, taking in the salty air, which reminded us of memories from sailing around Turkey last year and all the lazy summers previously.
Since we had left so late in the day, we didn’t sail, and instead focused on arriving at that nights anchorage, called Tersane.
We read, that Tersane is a small natural harbour located just a short distance from the mainland. In the natural inlet, the ancient remains of Lycian/Byzantine homes and a church lie around the lapping waters edge. In Turkish, the word Tersane, means dockyard, so historians believe that at one point in history, this secluded and beautiful bay was a small, but major port. Today, the island is uninhabited, apart from the one man and his family, who own the restaurant at the end of the bay.
As we eventually noticed, the farmer also has his own cows and sheep on the island, which are cooked at his restaurant. Most of the vegetables he uses are also grown on this island.
Upon arriving in the islet, we set about anchoring. Our normal method would be for Geoff to drive backwards, mum dropping the anchor, and when caught, mum would dive in and swim to the shore and tie the short line on to a sturdy rock, before settling the boat down and relaxing for the rest of the day. However, since mum didn’t want to go swimming in the ‘cold’ 20 degree water, we tried out a new and unused method of anchoring.
The plan would be for mum to row ashore, tie a line to the bays bollards, row back out to the boat, where mum and I would switch, mum doing the anchoring and I would keep the dinghy in one place in order to pass up the shore line. Geoff would then drive the boat back, while mum put the anchor down. I would meet them and pass the line to mum, who would tie it up, and (hopefully), hey presto!!- parked! Following these exact instructions Geoff helmed the boat amazingly, and we were parked.
Upon settling down, we got to admire the beautiful surroundings. A large, rugged cliff towered over us from one direction, and a grassy but rocky landscape the other.
Not too far away we could see the restaurant and ancient buildings, which were close to complete destruction. As the time went by, we sat and read, relaxing in the first bay of the year. Geoff went swimming and said that it wasn’t really cold, but he could tempt neither mum or myself to go for a swim.
As the sun slowly faded away from the hill tops, I excitedly thought about what adventure and exploring we would encounter tomorrow.