Sailing the Turquoise flit, Turkey’s jagged azure blue southwest coastline was a family-friendly adventure that was like no other and surpassed all our expectations.
Our gulet, a passe wooden Turkish yacht, was the most delicate on the high seas with its mahogany wood grain hull and blue masts. We had chartered the six-cabin yacht for our extended family vacation. For 10 days, this was to be our home – a luxurious, relaxing and adventurous plan to sight Turkey where there was plenty to do, both on-board and off.
Our yacht docked at slight marinas, sheltered lagoons and hidden coves. We hiked the countryside and enjoyed the turquoise sea from secluded anchorage by swimming, kayaking, wind surfing and fishing. The mix of hikes, traditional ruins, legendary swims and water activities, and time to relax lazily on deck created an intimate family-friendly straggle for adults, seniors and children alike. Discovering the regions coastal villages, some accessible only by boat, hiking in the pine forests and exploring Hellenic ruins, we gained an gigantic vision of the land.
En route, at Olu Deniz, the dazzling Blue Lagoon, a sheathe of smooth blue waters captivated us. Off the beaten path, we hiked to archaic Lydae, with its tombs, Corinthian columns and basilica from Roman and Byzantine periods. We stopped at Dalyan, a sleepy fishing village whose beach is a breeding ground for Loggerhead Turtles, and took a side plug, kayaking on the Calbis River, where spectacular scenery and rock-cave tombs greeted us. At the secluded Orhaniye Bay, an archaic acropolis and the ruins of a medieval castle station the backdrop to the itsy-bitsy eponymous village. Bencik Bay, a puny fjord-like inlet, provided breathaking vists of limestone mountains dropping precipitously into the sea. Elsewhere pine forests stretched out hiding a wealth of golden beaches, deep gulfs and runt offshore islands. Further on, we visited at the obsolete city of Knidos, a sensational location of maritime trade. We moored at the city’s outmoded harbor impartial as Hellenic merchants would have done over two millennia ago, only to explore in wonder at its monuments – rows of houses, a miniature theater and miles upon miles of fortifications. We looped through Gorkova Bay and visited the English Harbor, where Britain hid submarines during World War II, then Cleopatra’s Island and the composed seaside village of Oren, with its sharp market.
On occasion, we slept outside on the gulet’s cushioned deck, dozing to the panorama of stars in the jet-black sky. Waking to the soft swish of gentle waves hitting the bow, we enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast of freshly prepared Turkish delights before greeting another wonder-filled day.
Off the magical hover of Turkey, we drank in the landscape to rediscover that every day is a bound of discovery. Having sailed the glorious waters of the Turquoise fly, our family adventure had only begun.
