Ayvalik Archipelago


The forecast was for W3 - a gentle reach. But we’re hard on the wind with two rolls in the genoa beating into a NW5 wondering if we’ll make the approach into Ayvalik without being blown onto a lee shore.

This is serious - we've got the chart out!














After a salty three hours we ease off the wind and relax, entering the narrow channel into the sheltered water of Ayvalik ‘lake’ to drop the sails inside.

We’ve just spent a sociable few days with our Swiss friends Mike and Corinne on Cleophea and Agios Nikolaos friends Mike and Annie on Kandeed who are sailing in company with them.  We’ve gone our separate ways again now - they to Halkidiki and us to Ayvalik. We wish them fair winds and good sailing. 
What could be better - dinner with friends














The large enclosed lake at Ayvalik and the offlying islands form an attractive archipelago that promises sheltered cruising and a variety of secure anchorages. It is the furthest north we’re going this season. When the wind goes northerly again we’ll start heading back south.

With no sign of the southerlies abating we anchor in a little bay off Camlik Koyu. The mussel beds marked on the chart have gone, leaving a pleasant inlet with all-round shelter. At the head of the bay lies a holiday village and two small hotels. A scattering of blue beach umbrellas line the narrow beach which this early in the season has very few holidaymakers. The place is ideal to stay while waiting for a favourable wind. Ashore there’s most of what we need - a small kiosk selling fresh bread and other staples, toilets and an outside shower, walking trails that meander over wooded hills that surround us.
A calm day in the Ayvalik archipelago














 While it’s still calm one morning we climb a steep conical hill known as the Devil’s Table from local folklore which tells of devils meeting here to drink and make merry. At the top there’s not even an empty beer can to be seen, but we enjoy a good view of all the bays and islands that make up the archipelago.
Devil's Table hill from the anchorage

We do posh
















What an idyllic place to spend Cathy's birthday. A scattering of houses, a sandy beach, a herd of goats and turquoise blue clear water. In the afternoon reality bites when a stiff onshore breeze blows up. Luckily we find a more sheltered spot to anchor nearby where we could celebrate with birthday cake and candles.















The next day the forecast is showing gusty southerlies for forty eight hours. After one long night on anchor watch this week already we feel like tying up to something solid while it lasts. Cesme marina is run by Camper & Nicholson, a British company that runs upmarket marinas not usually used by budget conscious liveaboards. But it’s the most conveniently situated on our way north. Having phoned ahead to find out the price for two nights’ stay, we decide to go in.

On the way in Leighton starts to look worried. ‘I’m not sure our £5 million indemnity insurance will go very far if we bump into one of those superyachts,’ he observes. The marinero guiding us in from his inflatable RIB wants us to back down a narrow corridor between two pontoons. We look at him in disbelief. A long keeler like Makarma doesn’t go astern obediently like your average white boat, especially when it’s a bit breezy. ‘We’ll need some help then,’ we reply. A second marinero turns up in another boat, and with a RIB on either side to nudge us the right way, Leighton manoeuvres Makarma back into a snug berth alongside the pontoon.

We find ourselves between a black and white gin palace that you’ve probably seen in a Bond film and a sleek yacht with Raymarine satellite domes and monogrammed fender socks. Expensive boats line the pontoons and exclusive boutiques and glossy eateries line the shore.


We haven’t put a foot on land for three days. Better smarten up before we check in at the office. We head for the showers. They have Philippe Starck power showerheads and Dyson airblade hand dryers (brilliant for drying washed knickers we discover later).  When we’re all brushed up we head off to town to track down the Rumeli ice cream parlour which is reputed to make the best ice-cream in the north Aegean.

In a small museum inside Cesme's impressive Genoese fort we learn that the place took a bit of a battering when the Russian fleet on orders of Catherine the Great attacked Cesme harbour in 1771. Russian fireships destroyed the entire Ottoman fleet which was trapped inside. Good thing the harbour's changed a bit since then and in our secure berth inside we don't even have to worry about the weather.
View of the marina from the Genoese fort

VISIT TO EPHESUS and TEOS

  YOU CAN’T BE SIRIUS !






In our travels we see amazing boats of every size, shape, and design. This one called “Sirius” looked a bit like the Beatles "Yellow Submarine"! Believe it or not, people go around the world in things like this!


THE UNITED STATES OR LIBERIA?




In a previous blog Cathy mentioned about the number of Turkish, Greek, and Russian boats that some how are "registered" in the United States, and fly American flags.  This is obviously some kind of tax dodge? Most of the boats seem to be registered in "Delaware".

This Turkish boat “Saban”, caught our eye, not only is he registered in "Daleware", but his American flag is on upside down!




EPHESUS AT LAST!


One of our objectives of heading north up the west coast of Turkey was to visit the ancient site of Ephesus.
After a couple of hundred miles from Finike we reached Kusadasi, the closest town to safely leave the boat. We decided to check into the Kusadasi Marina for the night and visit Ephesus the following morning.
It cost something like 70 euros to take a taxi from Kusadasi up to the site.  We caught the local dolmus for 10 TL and got off on the main road and walked the last two kilometers to the site.


THE EPHESUS SITE

Ephesus was the Roman capital of Asia Minor and is steeped in history. St. Paul, St. John, The Virgin Mary, and Alexander The Great have all been here at one time or another!
The city used to be served by a harbour at the end of the main street leading up to the theatre. Over time the harbour silted up and left Ephesus about 8 Km (5 Miles) inland from the sea.







[Cathy looking at an areial view of the site showing the old harbour]

Ephesus must have been an awesome sight to sailors and visitors. When they arrived they would dock their ship in the protected harbour to unload their goods.  They would then pass through the massive gate opening on to one of Ephesus' wide white marble streets lined with torches for more than a quarter of a mile to the huge theatre at its end.




We could not walk down to the ancient harbour as the street was roped off to protect two nesting storks nesting on top of one of the columns at the harbour end of the street.




There was a brief rainstorm while we were there which made the white marble streets glisten, as they must have once shined in the 7th century when they were first laid.


The Ephesus site in huge and still largely unexcavated. We did a complete circuit around the site following its marble streets out to the edges of the city. Historians have calculated at its height the population of Ephesus was around 250,000 making it one of the largest cities at its time in the Mediterranean. 

Ephesus is usually swamped with visitors, as it is one of the most popular sites in Turkey. The rain seemed to keep them in check so for the most part we were able to explore in peace.


The site is littered with massive columns and fragments of the ruins. As there never seem to be any stone masons tools in the museums it is quite awesome that there was so much stone carving. For example, how on earth did they start out with a quarried lump of marble, shape it, and then turn the spiral grooves on the column in the picture above with such precision? This column is some 500 CM in diameter and this piece alone probably weighs more than a ton! 




Sometimes if you look carefully, you can discover a gem in the ruins off the beaten track. Above is a game board carved into a large stone. It is easy to imagine youngsters gathered around it throwing a bone die and moving their markers around the board.




The sun did come out eventually!


THE EPHESUS THEATRE




 
The Roman theatre is the largest in the Mediterranean. It seated more than 24,000 people.
St. Paul (with St. John’s help) is supposed to have stood at the highest point in the eastern corner and “mass baptised” 40,000 assemble Ephesians.



The theatre is still very much intact and is an amazing feature of Ephesus.



 
Cathy, taking in the staggering size of the theatre. It is hard to imagine what it was like when filled to capacity



THE CELSIUS LIBRARY







 This was once the third largest library in the world after Alexandria and Pergamon. It is said to have contained over 12,000 scrolls in its collection of writings.






The entrance to the library was carefully reconstructed stone by stone in the 19th century by archaeologists.







Cathy is looking down on some of the ruins in front of the famous library.


EPHESUS PLUMBING







Ephesus had a very sophisticated system of drains, sewers, and fresh water delivery. Everywhere on the site there are drains and partially exposed pipes of the ancient water works.



No ISO standard sizes here! Each pipe would have been made from clay and joined with cement.
 

These pipes are carved from blocks of stone and were used to carry fresh water via a siphon system from miles away from Ephesus. We have seen this type of pipe before (but much larger) ‘in the wild’ as part of an aqueduct system between Kalkan and Patara.
 
 


 
These are the Ephesus public toilets! Just in front of the town Brothel. The waste was carried away by a constant flowing sewer system about six feet below the toilet seats. A great place to sit and chat with your neighbour!


THE TERRACED HOUSES


Strangely the highlight of Ephesus is not over-run by tourists. Perhaps it was because of the 15 TL entrance fee? I think we would have gladly paid more.





Called the “Terraced Houses” this is an ‘Eden Project’ style building that covers the hillside excavation of seven Roman houses and an early Christian Basilica. The excavation and renovations are continuing and archaeologists are permanently working inside.

This is a photo above is of the site BEFORE the building was constructed. Note there is an excavated area on the left of the photo. To the right is the unexcavated area that will be covered by the new building. Earthquakes caused the hillside to cover and preserve the houses in the unexcavated area.
 
 This is an AFTER photo of the building that now covers the previously unexcavated hillside houses.






This is a photo of inside the new building. There are extensive glass catwalks that overlook the excavations below.
 



If you look closely you can see there are archaeologists working in the top left corner of the photo restoring a wall painting like those uncovered in the foreground.

The glass walkways let you look down at the site below and what you see really brings to life what it must have been like in the lives of the rich Romans that lived here. Simply amazing! This is a Turkish Pompeii.

 

 Looking down on to an internal courtyard. Note the fine mosaics. Many of the rooms had under floor heating (Hypocausts) and running hot and cold water.


 
Here archaeologists are piecing the fragments of the plastered ceiling of the early Christian Basilica together to recover the paintings that were on the ceiling brought down by past earthquakes.

The "Terraced Houses" were certainly the highlight of our visit to Ephesus.

 
Look at that woman over there! 

OMG, it's Cathy climbing on top of precious ancient ruins to retrieve white mulberries from the tree! How embarrassing!


and FINALLY...


EPHESUS?  WILD HORSES COULDN’T DRAG US AWAY…AND THEY ALMOST DID!




 
A last bit of excitement! While waiting to catch the dolmus back to Kusadasi, there was suddenly a thundering of hooves. From around the corner someone’s horses had escaped and were on the run. 

[Needless to say, Leighton grabbed the halter of the nearest horse, swung up and riding bareback, caught the other horses...] Yeah, right! Leighton doesn't DO runnaway hay-burners!



THE SAIL TO TEOS


The next morning we cast off from Kusadasi at 08:30 and arrived in Teos marina just after 3 PM. A sea journey of about thirty five nautical miles.

When we docked Makarma in the assigned berth we met a delightful Turkish resident of Teos on the boat next door who was taking his family out for a sail. Once we got settled, he told us that there was the weekly slow food fair in town where people bring and sell homemade food. Off we went!


THE TEOS FOOD FAIR





A family affair. Mum, daughter and grandmother making gozleme.
 

Here’s granny cooking out lunch!

 

 We stocked up on various freshly made goodies for the boat. This bottled fruit in syrup is a real treat.





THE TEOS LIGHTNING STORM


We’ve been playing cat and mouse with the weather, trying to get as far north as possible before the "Meltemi" - a strong summer wind that blows relentlessly from the north. The Meltami can make a northward passage almost impossible.
We were pleased to find a local weather station at Kusadasi to give us a more up to date and accurate forecast for the next stage of our journey.



We were both pretty tired from the sail up to Teos and after the food fair and a brief tour around the town we turned in about 9:30 PM.  We both fell sound asleep in no time.
At 3:30 AM, there was a flash and a very loud explosion just outside the boat. We thought a bomb had gone off in the marina.

We looked outside and there was nothing. No wind. No rain. Just dead still. Then there was another flash and this time it was obvious. A blinding bolt of lightning struck the higher ground just outside the Marina. Then another. Each one was followed by a deafening boom!
 
We have never experienced an electrical storm quite like it. It just came out of nowhere. Lightning physically hitting objects and the ground all around the marina. Sparks flying in the air. Then came the hail. It was so violent we thought it was going to shatter the hatches. There was such a roar inside the boat we could hardly hear each other speak. 

All the time more and more lightning with violent crashes of thunder. For a while the flashes were so close and bright that Leighton had to put on sunglasses to be able to keep a lookout outside.




The following morning the repair crews were out replacing wires that had been vaporized in the early morning blitz. It was certainly an uncomfortable feeling to be sitting under a forty-foot high metal mast, but other masts were higher and it looked like a boat further down in the marina may have been struck. We were safe and lucky to be OK.

It is a good thing that sailors have short memories.


THE EXPEDITION TO FIND ANCIENT TEOS


Despite having had very little sleep during the lightning storm, the next morning after breakfast we set off on a hike to try and locate the ancient town of Teos.

On the paved road out of town Cathy noticed lots of little hopping things and soon we could see hundreds of little frogs that must have hatched out in the night. We managed to not step on any of them and soon found we were on a gravel track that led us further out of town. 



We managed to get past a large unchained dog that occupied the middle of the road and after about 2 KM we saw some signs that directed us to various parts of the site.




There was a line of ancient olive trees that judging from the size of their trunks were clearly planted here several hundred, perhaps even a thousand years ago. This tree has seen a lot of history and is still going strong. 




Unlike Ephesus, there was physically very little to see of the site in the way of ruins as they were still buried waiting to be excavated. 

However, Cathy spotted an unusual stone that we thought might have been an early “Spec-Savers” store, but more likely an altar stone where animals were sacrificed and the channels around the circles were to drain away the blood.  As it was once in the temple of Dionysus here it could also have been used for pouring libations of wine. 


We are expecting more southerly winds so tomorrow we will be sailing further north. 

Next stop…?

Visit to Knidos

The best way to visit ancient Knidos is by boat.  We’ve come here from Datcha where we only stayed long enough to pick up supplies. Because of works on the south side of the town’s harbour, it was like being anchored in a building site.

We spend two days moored on the pontoon in Knidos so we could explore the impressive ruins. Our berth gave us a grandstand view of the old theatre. The city was established in the 6th century BC on terraces that slope down to a promontory dominated by the imposing Cape Krio. The two parts of the ancient site are linked by a low isthmus which also serves to divide its two harbours.



The smaller trireme harbour faces west and is still used by local fishing boats. The other larger harbour faces east and its ancient breakwaters, some parts of which are now underwater, still protect the entrance. Indeed on our way in we strayed rather too close for comfort to the end of the left hand sea wall.  

The city grew rich through maritime trading, playing a major role in the region for many centuries. By 4th century BC, the Knidians had built an ostentatious treasury for themselves at Delphi.  The city was renowned for two things - its statue of Aphrodite - now missing - and the astronomer Eudoxus. The city’s statue of Aphrodite was the first ever marble sculpture of a naked woman. Created by Praxiteles, it was dedicated to seafarers and drew in admirers in their droves. Eudoxus was a Greek mathematician and astronomer who built an observatory at Knidos to map the stars. Was this his sundial, we wonder?


















Now the city is populated by large lizards and yellow speckled dragonflies. Poppies and wild barley grow up between the stones and the sound of larks drifts in the wind.

 















We wander around the ruins foraging for old shards, trying to imagine how it used to be. On our second morning we walked up to the lighthouse that now stands on Cape Krio through swathes of wild flowers.  From there we had a stunning view of the Greek islands of Nisyros, Symi and Kos.


During our stay Leighton used his underwater video camera for the first time to take shots of some fish under the pier. Later he managed to scrub off much of the weed on the hull. That should make us go a little faster.  Only one thing marred an otherwise wonderful visit. A live band playing at the waterside restaurant stopped us from sleeping our last evening until at 1am Cathy politely went over and asked them when they intended to pack it in.