Kargacik Bay to Yalikakav (Agean, Turkey)

I wake in the cockpit to find the sun shining brightly on me. It’s our final morning at sea and I feel a bit sad about it. I have enjoyed being on the water and swimming in this crazy blue sea. It’s probably the most beautiful water-based experience I’ve ever had.

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We eat breakfast while watching a fisherman negotiate the sale of fish to a neighbouring vessel. The negotiations are delicate and take time. Eventually, he sells a single fish, which he scales and guts for the buyer. The fisherman’s son is bored so he takes a handline and casts it. I guess fishing is in his blood and, maybe, one day he too will be making this same trip around the bay.

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I swim to the shore one final time to untie the shore lines. We’ve finally worked this process out and now we are going back to land. Funny how that happens. The water in this bay is particularly clear. It’s almost unbelievable.

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We motor-sail our way back to Yalikakav, passing now familiar shore-scapes that were totally foreign to us just five days ago.

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We reach the white houses of Yalikakav’s urban sprawl and know we are almost back to the marina. A pair of dolphins swims in the distance. They rise out of the water higher than our bottle nose dolphins at home do. They are more brown than the blue-grey I’m familiar with. It’s a pretty sight. They frolic on the horizon long after we have passed them.

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We pass the Bond-esque elevator that leads from cliff-top houses to the sea. It’s one of those random feats of human doggedness that someone would pay for this luxury. But hey, why not. I mean, everyone wants beach access.

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And then we are done. The boat is returned to the marina and the first leg of our adventures in Turkey is over.

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But it’s by no means done. We walk into Yalikakav village to stretch our legs and eat some food. We find a Bosnian restaurant that sells some cheese and spinach bread cooked in this crazy outdoor cooker. I felt sorry for the man who was responsible for keeping the coals hot because it would be tough in the hot Agean weather.

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We take a turn through town. There’s a whole cafe filled with me playing board games.

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And lots of colourful decorations to catch the eye.

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We watch as people enjoy the final rays of the sun’s warmth by playing in or near the water.

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And take in the sunset while we eat dinner at a waterside restaurant.

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