A boat called spaghetti

Marmaris Harbour - 11th September

We left Ayamonte on the Spanish Algarve on 10th May 2009, bound for Marmaris in Turkey. Yesterday we finally got here!
Leighton's page from our scrapbook back in 2009


















Not bad going for a boat called 'spaghetti' in Turkish. The Turkish word for pasta is 'makarna'. It explains why we're often asked here what our boat name means. It's a bit of a struggle explaining the concept of karma to someone with limited English!

On Thursday we rounded Karaburun Point on an exhilarating beam reach in 20 knots of wind.  Here the Aegean ends and the eastern Mediterranean begins. We say a fond goodbye to the Aegean after just over a year's cruising there. Our first night round the corner is in Lorymer. We've come to visit the Hellenistic citadel on a headland which has a commanding position overlooking the Rhodes channel.
The view from the citadel over the anchorage of Bozuk Buku

The Turkish flag flying over the ramparts of the citadel






























After a day's rolling downwind we're ready for our next stop in Ciftlik, which is reputed to be full of Russians. We're disappointed not to hear a single word of Russian, and Leighton picked up a stomach bug from something he ate for dinner ashore.  A strong katabatic wind blew up overnight to keep us awake for a while, despite being tied to a pontoon. That left us with the short hop to Marmaris yesterday.

We're now anchored in a sheltered rural corner of this magnificent natural harbour with pines growing right down to the shore and covering the hills behind. It's a popular spot for local holidaymakers to come and have a picnic and swim.  A short dinghy ride takes us to Pupa Yat marina where we can catch the dolmus into town.  We'll be here a few days for Leighton to browse round the chandlers for spares and Cathy to get a haircut and reprovision the boat.

Having now seen what the huge Marmaris Yacht Marina is like, we're very glad we decided not to overwinter there. It is miles from town and has a very impersonal feel about it. The winter liveaboard community apparently want you to join all manner of group activities every day of the week. Fine if you like quiz nights, gossip and knitting circles, but if definitely isn't for us.

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