Nice boats but different

There are some extraordinary boats around among all the factory produced ones.
In Bozburun we saw this one. It's called Bristolian and is british flying the white ensign. Woops said our british friend either it's from the navy or it's from the Royal Yacht Squadron. The boat was impressing, 36m by 8m and able to take 6 guests. Thats about 50sqm per person. The mast was so high it needed a red light on the top for the air traffic. They were flying all there signal flags in the mast but Ulla immidiately noticed that it was in a completely wrong order. Hope they didn't come from the navy.

 

We met another boat in Göcek. We heared it before we saw it. Bomp, bomp, bomp - an old single cylinder engine in a green wooden boat. It was an old gaffer from Germany with a lot of happy people onboard.

 

Midsummer and full moon

In Sweden it's usually the midnight sun that shines all day and night at midsummer

. Here in Turkey it's a beautiful moon that comes up in the evening. Just like a big glowing orange.

Complaining - it's getting hot

The summer is here. It's getting hot. Today 37 degrees, centigrade.
We're anchored just outside of Göcek town. It's crowded with boats here. The town is small, just about 4000 people but they have several ship chandlers and good super markets. There is an american West Marine chandler here where we have bought some electrical parts and we have ordered a solar panel regulator from the shop next to it. We will try to get some oilfilters and maybe a washin basin too.
I also got a british yachting magasine so I have been busy all day.
The regulator will arrive tomorrow afternoon and then we will go to one of the bays to anchor again.

A walk across the hills

We had moored in Selimiye at the Aurora reastaurant and we were told by Susan that it was a nice walk across the hills to Bozburun. Early in the morning we took off along the beach and missed the path but met a nice woman baking village bread, big round things, so we bought one from her. We returned along the road and found the path. It was up, up and up. On the top it was a nice view and after a while we also saw the Bozburun harbour. Half way, there had been a land slide so we had to climb up together with a lot of goats. We met the shepperd and he explained that it was water that caused it. We continued down the valley to Bozburun and were greated with "tjena, tjena, hur mår du?" by Osmans where we had cay and cappucino. Then we went to the bus station to take the dolmus back and suddenly Renate and John showed up, our neighboroughs in the harbour. They had been walking half an hour behind us and seen us occasionally. It took 2 1/2 hours to walk and ten minutes by dolmus.