A different latitude

The first night at home, I woke up when the sun hit the window. It must be about 6 o'clock.
No - it was 3 o'clock. The northern latitude makes a big difference.

Tree goat

When we walked between Pölemos Bükü and Aperlai we met a large heard of goats with a shepard.
There is never a lot to eat, so some goats has evolved to climb the trees.

Full sails

Full sails - not really but all sails.
When we sailed from Kekova to Finike we were looking forward to a good sail. We started out with setting all sails but the wind was only a few knots from northwest. We were doing about one and a half knot but it was very peaceful. After a while we heard thunder and Ulla said it's time to reduce sails. She was right, after a while we were down to only a reefed mainsail and the wind on the nose.
It blew hard for an hour and then it was all over and we motored back to Finike

The diesel bug

This is our fuel filter after two months of use. A 1 cm layer of slime on top of the filter.
The reason - RME diesel. Diesel mixed with vegetable oil creates an excellent platform for bacteria. Environmentally friendly? Not really, as most people put chemicals in the tank to kill the bacteria.

The cave man

On the small island Ashil adasi, is a very nice cave. It's at the eastern end of Kekova Roads.
From the wonderful anchorage with lots of turtles around the boat we took the dingy to the cave. There was a trip boat before us and the whole boat disappeared into the cave. It's quite big, like comming into a church but by dingy.

Purple, the imperial colour

Purple was the imperial colour. It was the colour of Ceasar's robe and of Cleopatra's sails.
The dye comes from the Murex mollusc. One source in antiquity was Aperlae close to Kekova on the turkish south coast.
In the very small restaurant in the bay we saw one example of the Murex. It was the son of the family who had collected it at a depths of about 10 m. The dye is first colourless and then in the sun it turns from light green to deep green, red and finally deep purple red.

Dangerous fish in paradise

We were sitting in the small restaurant by the beach in Kekova and the lady was fishing with a line from the restaurant. Maybe tonights dinner. She caught an intressting fish that caught everyones attention. About 30 cm, silvery with dark spots on the upper side and white below. They didn't touch it. With a knife they took out the hook and still with the knife they passed it back into the water. "No eat!! No eat!!" they said. Maybe japaneese.
It was a Silver-Stripe Blaasop, an immigrant from the Red Sea. It is the same as the japaneese eat and some die. In the Med about ten people have died by eating this fish,