Quicksilver is in the centre, with the highest mast. This is Torba, a rapidly growing resort a few miles from Bodrum. It is in the south of Gulluk Korfezi.
Torba is hardly a traditional Turkish village.
Although the Torba harbour is largely unchanged from when it was a fishing harbour.
Back at Gümüşlük. Q. is third from right. Bill has rowed me ashore on the island near the harbour entrance. There was no good place to leave the dinghy; you can see the rocks. So I decided to look at the ruins and then wade ashore.
Looking down from the island at Gümüşlük. People wade out to the island. I waded back.
Wading back to land, I took this close-up of one of the restaurant trees with gourd lights.
We stopped in at Bodrum to refuel. The castle houses a fine museum of underwater archaeology, but we didn't stop this time.
Boatyard with gulets under construction, near Bodrum
Bill is taking a line ashore at the anchorage at Pabuc. We were getting better at this manoeuvre, sometimes taking the line by dinghy, and sometimes swimming.
A peaceful evening, in Pabuc.
And another beautiful morning, in Pabuc.
Line ashore again. This is in Cokertme, on the northern shore of Gokova Korfezi, east of Bodrum.
We had chosen to have short day and take advantage of the afternoon to dry laundry!
This gulet is backing in to moor near us.
In the evening, there were some thundery showers. And the light was spectacular.
We had a family of wagtails landing on the boat at dusk. This is just to prove that it happened. During the day we had been observing the parents taking food to the boom of the abandoned boat near us. Clearly there was a nest in the mainsail.
The rain, which deterred us from going ashore for dinner did clear by sunset.
In the morning, we hung up the laundry that hadn't dried before the rain and rowed ashore for breakfast.
We rowed past our gulet neighbours. The blue-hulled boat is the boat with the wagtail nest.
Turkish breakfast, with cheesetomatoes, cucumber, olives, honey. The fresh bread and fried eggs sizzling in a skillet (sorry no photo) were still to come.
This is known as Cleopatra's beach. The tradition is that she imported sand from Egypt to create a bathing spot for Mark Anthony. As you can see, it is a popular spot. We sailed around but did not stop.
A gulet moored near Cleopatra's Island. We decided not to anchor, since the wind was getting up . We will have to visit this site another time. There are fairly extensive ruins ashore.
Ruins on (or near) Cleopatra's Island. Mainland coast behind. This is fairly near the head of Gokova Korfezi.
Between Cleopatra's Island and Söğüt.
Söğüt is the mouth of a river, with a rich valley behind and marshes at the shore.
Quicksilver , moored at Söğüt.
Quicksilver is moored at the end of the pier at Söğüt, a refurbished pier belonging to a new restaurant.
The restaurant was anxious for trade and found a TV for the English crew of another boat who wanted to watch the World Cup.
The marine ambulance brought in a man who had decompression problems after diving.
Marine ambulance.
Fish in the water.
Evening light at Söğüt.
This field had just been ploughed. Potatoes were being planted. It looks as though it is common to grow several crops over the course of a year.
The greenhouse houses tomatoes.
The horticulture is pretty intensive.
Horticulture in the valley at Söğüt.
Greenhouse at Söğüt.
Leaving Söğüt.
I love the way even the smallest fishing boat flies a bright Turkish flag.
And I can't stop enjoying the layers of grey of hills along the shore.
Approaching Buyuk Cati (hooked bay)
Fishing camp in Buyuk Cati. As well as fishing, the small boats ferry people and supplies to nearby bays that have no road access. here there is a dirt road.
Buyuk Cati, looking up the bay from our anchorage.
Quicksilver in Buyuk Cati.
Back in Pabuc. The boats across the bay are part of the same Sunsail flotilla we saw last week.
The point of this picture was to see if I could capture the sliver of new moon (upper left). In Pabuc.
Morning in Pabuc.
Here it is both clear and shallow. So the anchor chain is easily visible from deck.
The clear water never fails to attract. Here you can see that Q'd decks were damp from dew.
Leaving Pabuc.
