Kekova to Kalkan

rhdrToday, as the football pundits often wisely pronounce, was a day of three halves!
We woke up to find our village utterly peaceful and still. The water like a mirror. I wandered up the hill to use the bathrooms provided by our restaurant and was stunned by the views over the flower filled terraces and the sea below. We breakfasted on board and set off at around 9am.
Our route today was 30nm north to Kalkan, a small beach resort, not unlike Kas. The journey should have taken us maybe 5 hours maximum. But by 11am, the wind suddenly picked up and it became a solid 4/5, sometimes force 6, straight into our face. The motion of the boat was pretty even, not unpleasant but enough to keep us in the cockpit with the spray hood up. 5 hours turned into a 6 hour slog.
We were pleased to turn into Kalkan harbour just before 3. Amazingly, it was still as a millpond and boiling hot as we moored up. A bit of an exercise but we managed it and got onto the dock, stern to, between two other yachts.
Spent the rest of the afternoon on the beach which was white pebbles. The water was crystal clear and with upwellings of fresh water here and there which were “refreshing” when you encountered them. I had about 3 or 4 swims. Really enjoyed it.

Tonight we ate at a rooftop restaurant in the old town called Smyrna Ramis.  Absolutely excellent.  After mezes we had lamb stew cooked in a sealed terracotta pot. So delicious.  Kalkan looked lovely all lit up at night.