Paper LJ: A Storm is Coming
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janestarzYesterday we traveled the high seas (from Bodrum to Seven Islands), craned our necks to see dolfins and anchored in a quiet bay. A sign advertising a restaurant was the first sign of habitation. The Turkish rocky coast, sparsely treed but highly be-shrubberied was quiet and green all around us.
Although the weather was fine, somewhere during the day the clouds drifted in and the sun disappeared. As darker clouds replaced the white ones, our captain became skittish. As soon as the afternoon coffee (17:00-ish) was served, the anchor was lifted and we drifted on the wind. The motor was started and we travelled to the nearby bay where we would spend the night (Tuzla Bay). One luxury yacht was there before us, and one ship (gulet) much like the one we reside on followed us soon after.
Our captain claimed a little inlet in the bay itself, and the anchor was dropped. Then, with the help of a small rubber boat, the aft portion of the ship was tethered to two trees on either side of the inlet. It was much like parking your car in reverse into a parking spot. Since the nose of the ship likes to go straight into the wind and the anchor is there, the aft portion of the ship can sway to-and-fro. Now that was stopped by the two mooring lines tied low to the trunks to trees growing between the rocks.
After the open Mediterranean sea, this bay was almost wind-still. One of the sea-men set out fishing cages and gathered some twigs for the barbeque. Although the fish they grilled was bought in Bodrum that morning, it was grilled on the barbeque for our supper.
That night I woke for a bathroom visit and saw lightning. Gusts of wind flapped the sail that had been thrown over the sunbeds to protect them from the rain.
You could tell the wind was fierce, even in our protected bay, but the boat was calm on the water, thanks to the anchor and mooring lines keeping it in place tightly. Lots of lightning, no thunder, and ten minutes later I was fast asleep again.
Breakfast this morning was eggs, tomato, cucumber, soft white cheese and a very pink bologna with garlic that is probably not made of pork. All the ropes were untied, the fish cages retrieved (empty) and the anchor lifted. Now we are underway to our next stop.
The weather is very cloudy but in the bay it was still very nice to sit on the deck. Now that we are again travelling on the open sea, it's a bit too cold and windy for my tastes. After today there will be more sunshine.
It's lovely to see the things sailors do, and the things they take into account. Or coarse small ships cluster into a bay to spend the night. But who'd have thunk?
Although the weather was fine, somewhere during the day the clouds drifted in and the sun disappeared. As darker clouds replaced the white ones, our captain became skittish. As soon as the afternoon coffee (17:00-ish) was served, the anchor was lifted and we drifted on the wind. The motor was started and we travelled to the nearby bay where we would spend the night (Tuzla Bay). One luxury yacht was there before us, and one ship (gulet) much like the one we reside on followed us soon after.
Our captain claimed a little inlet in the bay itself, and the anchor was dropped. Then, with the help of a small rubber boat, the aft portion of the ship was tethered to two trees on either side of the inlet. It was much like parking your car in reverse into a parking spot. Since the nose of the ship likes to go straight into the wind and the anchor is there, the aft portion of the ship can sway to-and-fro. Now that was stopped by the two mooring lines tied low to the trunks to trees growing between the rocks.
After the open Mediterranean sea, this bay was almost wind-still. One of the sea-men set out fishing cages and gathered some twigs for the barbeque. Although the fish they grilled was bought in Bodrum that morning, it was grilled on the barbeque for our supper.
That night I woke for a bathroom visit and saw lightning. Gusts of wind flapped the sail that had been thrown over the sunbeds to protect them from the rain.
You could tell the wind was fierce, even in our protected bay, but the boat was calm on the water, thanks to the anchor and mooring lines keeping it in place tightly. Lots of lightning, no thunder, and ten minutes later I was fast asleep again.
Breakfast this morning was eggs, tomato, cucumber, soft white cheese and a very pink bologna with garlic that is probably not made of pork. All the ropes were untied, the fish cages retrieved (empty) and the anchor lifted. Now we are underway to our next stop.
The weather is very cloudy but in the bay it was still very nice to sit on the deck. Now that we are again travelling on the open sea, it's a bit too cold and windy for my tastes. After today there will be more sunshine.
It's lovely to see the things sailors do, and the things they take into account. Or coarse small ships cluster into a bay to spend the night. But who'd have thunk?
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Date: 2015-06-02 09:32 pm (UTC)