Makarma's log: The EMYR storms into Tasucu

Three consecutive days of strong southerly winds have kept us in Tasucu harbour. We’re berthed stern-to, held off the quay by our sturdy bugel anchor, and sheltered from the worst of it between two huge tripper gulets. A backup line tied to one of the gulets has given us some extra security but it isn’t exactly quiet or comfortable. We’ve even fitted the winter springs to stop our lines snatching at the boat.

The wind hasn’t held up the yachts taking part in the East Med Yacht Rally though. They have literally flown down from Alanya with just one stopover at Bozyazi. The day before they’re due, Tasucu council puts out the bunting and finally gets around to connecting up the cold water showers on the quay. We wonder how on earth they are going to berth everyone with 30 knots blowing on to the quay. Besides the local gulets are not showing any inclination to clear their berths to make room for them.

When we turn on the VHF on Friday afternoon, we’re surprised to hear that the first yachts are closing the harbour entrance fast. Although they have a following wind, the tension in their voices tells us it's pretty lively out there in the bay. Sensibly someone takes the decision for them all to anchor in the commercial harbour for the night and come over to the yacht harbour in the morning when it’s calm.

At 05.30 we’re woken to the sound of gulet diesel engines revving. No sooner have they left than 35 rally boats in quick succession squeeze stern-to on to the quay.

The berthing crew arrive

Watching the berthing team in action

The place is instantly transformed from a quiet little Turkish backwater into a frenetic circus with fluttering flags, keen deck washing, loud English voices. It’s a bit overwhelming.

We were delighted to discover that Mike and Corinne on Cleophea, and Mike and Annie on Kandeed are among the rally goers.