In spite of our nice anchorage spot, we had to pick up the hook to do some shopping in Goçek. And Vic had to buy another pair of sunglasses; the one he’d bought on the market in Kos was already broken. After these domestic chores, we found another bay – this one very small and very sheltered – and tucked ourselves in between a motorboat and a privately owned gulet. The plan was to stay there for one night and go somewhere else the next day, but by the end of the morning a big steel sailing yacht got its anchor stuck in the middle of the bay. After about 10 minutes , Vic decided to help them. It took a while (3 hours?) plus Vic’s diving gear, but eventually the anchor was back on board. Then Vic moored the boat next to us, which gave me a good indication how experienced the crew was. No, let me rephrase that: how non-experienced they were. The happy skipper (more than happy; Vic had just rescued his brand new stainless steel 45 kilo anchor)invited both of us for a meal ashore. It happened to be the skipper’s first outing on his recently purchased boat. He had never sailed before, but that hadn’t stopped him from buying a big steel yacht and planning to sail that to the Caribbean and down the Panama Canal into the Pacific this fall. The other two crew members were a young Russian guy who’d done maintenance work for the previous owner and a Moroccan woman. The skipper himself was Lebanese, so that much It quite an international crew. They were very nice, and the meal was great, but we hope that they made it safely back to the marina that evening…… And we didn’t go anywhere, Vic had done enough anchor hauling for one day.
The following morning (Monday), we kind of had a weather window to go westward. We did some motoring, some sailing and some motor sailing, and ended up in the bay where they wanted 150 euros for a boat tour. They still do, and we still said ‘no, absolutely not’. The sail from there to the bay of Marmaris went about the same: wind on the nose, wind close haul, no wind, wind picking up again…….. Halfway the journey, we witnessed a naval exercise. Six navy vessels were racing around and shooting with fake ammunition (or so we hoped). It made a lot of noise and gave interesting puffs of smoke.
Right now we’re in an anchorage as far away from music as possible. Let’s hope it stays that way tonight! Oh, and Vic’s new sunglasses fell apart as well, guess we have to do some more shopping in Marmaris tomorrow...
The following morning (Monday), we kind of had a weather window to go westward. We did some motoring, some sailing and some motor sailing, and ended up in the bay where they wanted 150 euros for a boat tour. They still do, and we still said ‘no, absolutely not’. The sail from there to the bay of Marmaris went about the same: wind on the nose, wind close haul, no wind, wind picking up again…….. Halfway the journey, we witnessed a naval exercise. Six navy vessels were racing around and shooting with fake ammunition (or so we hoped). It made a lot of noise and gave interesting puffs of smoke.
Right now we’re in an anchorage as far away from music as possible. Let’s hope it stays that way tonight! Oh, and Vic’s new sunglasses fell apart as well, guess we have to do some more shopping in Marmaris tomorrow...