One step beyond

Serafina
Rob & Sarah Bell
Sat 29 Aug 2009 09:22
Friday 28th August

Woke to find that there had been a mass exodus from the bay with boats
presumably heading onwards on their travels, although leaving that early
does mean little or no wind!
It was my turn to play the mountain goat and I set off on a mini trek to get
to the top of the hill above us (flying a huge Turkish flag, of course) to
take some photos. I followed the path which wound all round the peninsular
before finally heading up the steep escarpment. When I finally made the top,
the view was less than brilliant and the light from the low sun made the
pictures barely worth the effort, but I at least worked up an appetite for
breakfast.

Very lazy day spent in anticipation of watching lots of people trying to
anchor here like yesterday, but for some unknown reason very few boats came
in all day - very disappointing.

In the late afternoon the French lad on the boat nearest to us went swimming
around us with a spear gun and promptly caught a number of small fish which
they made into a soup. I, on the other hand, have almost abandoned fishing
in bays as I never seem to catch a thing! I think the old Greek way using
explosives has much to commend it.

Of course now that we are back in Turkey we have the joys of our old
friends, the minarets. The local one here is at least enthusiastic in his
delivery and as the days grow shorter it is nice to know that the early
morning call has now slipped to 5.00am.

Wandered round the village at 6.00 pm which was a good move as we got to see
them all setting up the restaurants with impressive displays of (expensive)
fish - to be recommended should you wish to eat ashore, as you can spot
which restaurants are laying out rather time-expired fish - and they were
all too busy to bother pestering us with requests that we eat there.