Sophie, Fi, Felicity and Jaco duly arrived by taxi from Bodrum Milas airport
on 8th September 2010, glad to be alive after a fairly hairy drive. The
planned shopping trip for fresh food was abandoned the next morning as the
supermarket was shut for the holiday marking the end of Ramadan. So
Spellbinder said a final farewell to the excellent staff at Didim and nosed
out between the two mini "lighthouses" marking the entrance to the marina.
This was a sail training day for an entirely new crew except for Sophie who
had joined Spellbinder in the Baltic in 2006. The wind was light WSW but
ideal for showing everyone the ropes on a calm sea under a clear blue sky -
it was hot however, a fact the Turkish people themselves were remarking on.
Spellbinder had also experienced unusually unsettled spring weather sailing
up the coast from Fethiye and the winter in Anatolia had been extremely wet.
The destination of Kazikli was reached, a swim taken followed by another
delicious meal at the Kaptan taverna. A leisurely start the next morning to
adjust for time changes saw Spellbinder sailing down the Kazikli Limani to
cross the head of the gulf of Gulluk Korfezi. the wind was in the west
veering into the NNW allowing Spelllbinder to sail on one tack around the
Gemitasi rock north of Yalikavak and on to the lovely bay of Gumusluk - one
of the few harbours on the Bodrum peninsular that hasn't been spoilt by
unsightly modern developments. Ashore are the ancient remains of Myndus and
some excellent fish restaurants on the quay. Spellbinder anchored in 16.9m
in the centre of the bay, a very hot climb was made to the huge Turkish flag
flying proudly from the top of the hill to the west of the harbour. From
here the views were magnificent across to the Greek islands of Leros,
Kalimnos, Kos and Pserimos to name a few. It was to Pserimos and the lovely
deserted bay of Vathi on its east side that Spellbinder beat to in a SW4
having stopped for a lunch swim off a sandy beach on the Turkish island of
Catalada. Pserimos was as delightful as ever and the walk over to the
harbour on the west side a good leg stretch followed by a wonderful evening
at the taverna run by a most friendly elderly Greek lady whose family make
their own wine. A torch lit stumble over the col back to the bay with its
goats' bells tinkling in the dark made for the end of a memorable day. The
following day, Sun 12 Sept, Spellbinder weighed anchor after lunch to take
advantage of the wind that strengthened in the afternoons. In a WSW F4 the
passage to an anchorage at Gumbet just west of Bodrum was swift. We had
hoped to get into Bodrum marina but it was full and Gumbet turned out to be
an awful alternative. Ashore was fish and chips, loud discos and we broke
the plastic propellor on the outboard engine. A replacement was most
efficently found in Istanbul by Izzet Eti in Bodrum marina where we found a
berth the next day. Felicity and Jaco took the opportunity of getting away
for a while, hired a car, booked a hotel at Yalikavak and did some
sightseeing. Henry, Sophie and Fi ate at the Kocadon restaurant, visited the
site and museum of the Mausoleum, one of the seven wonders of the world, and
toured the magnificent Castle of St Peter at the entrance to Bodrum harbour.
This used building materials from the Mausoleum(!) but now houses an
excellent museum of Underwater Archaeology displaying the finds from ships
wrecked on the reefs and islands off the coast. New propellor fitted to the
dinghy engine, Spellbinder sailed for the anchorage at Pabuc to the east. We
had a nice sail in a SW breeze around the island of Karaada to anchor off
the beach at the south of the small bay. Unfortunately, it is too nice and
the day trippers and gullets know it. Our hopes for a quiet evening were
spoilt by noise from a hotel? at the head of the bay - not too bad though as
it stopped at midnight. On Thur 16 Sept Spellbinder sailed for Cokertme for
a crew change berthed at the jetty of the Cokertme restaurant and hotel.
Felicity and Jaco met Tricia and Peter at Bodrum airport in the hire car and
drove them down to stay at the hotel. This proved to be an excellent place
for a crew change well looked after by Hussan and Seto, eating at the
taverna and bathing in the clear blue waters of the bay. On Saturday 18 Sept
sad farewells were made to Pip and Jaco returning to Johannesburg and Sophie
and Fi returning to the UK. Now we were three.