Day 23-26 Brits on a Boat and a Goat Spit Roast
Trip Start Aug 01, 2010
76Trip End Feb 14, 2011
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Max and Dick were up early to get the fire going ready for truck breakfast, before we all packed away and continued on our journey towards Olu Deniz. But first it was a short journey to Hieropolis to see the Travertines that the romans found use for back in their day, building a bath spa settlement. The calcite deposit looked eerily like snow as we approached the town just as midday hit. The heat and the steep climb put Max and I off, after an early and smokey morning, so a touristy lunch followed.
After lunch Max and I decided to check out the calcite deposits we could see (without the 20 lira price tag) and promptly got whistled away by a security guard! We then boarded the truck and made a food shop stop at Kipa (aka tesco in disguise, as they are owned by tesco), but the security guard wouldnt let us on the car park, so we had to park up the road, which Ali managed to blag for free
We woke up still cold to the sound of a local goat herder driving his herd through our campsite at 6.30am, I should have recorded the sound, it works a treat as an alarm clock
Boat trip time, and one of the funniest days so far! The morning started with a great truck breakfast of yoghurt and honey, free scambled eggs, fresh bread, cereal, fruit, tea and coffee. The boaters for the day left via an open topped jeep towards the beach of Oludeniz, where we then boarded the Mr Focus boat (the one playing the extra loud party music). On board we grabbed a sunbed mattress in the shade and eyed up our fellow saliers, who appeared to be first day on holiday brits. I then turned round to see Hilton, Stu, Rebecca and Caleb stumble onto the boat, realise that club music was playing and whilst still drunk from the previous evening, start making shapes to the beat of the music. Very funny to watch the reaction of the very to do tourists, thinking ‘oh great, we’ve picked the wrong boat!’ We set sail and sunbathed before our 5 stops of the day in coves, beaches and abandoned villages.
The first stop was at Butterfly cove and we disembarked to swim in the rough tide, but beautiful turquoise waters. Stuart was not quite sober from drinking the previous night with the Oasis overlanders and was slightly merry, he very kindly decided to help me into the water, as I kept getting knocked over on the shingle beach, only to swim directly into a lady swimming by, Stu gave a full left hook in the face, apologised and carried on swimming
The rest of the day was spent dipping in and out of the water at the various stops, one where Max had a turtle pop out of the water next to him, take a look and then dive again. The final stop saw a natural plunge pool fed by spring water, sit in a little cove. This made the surrounding sea water cooler than average, and the plunge pool itself almost freezing, said to make you 5 years younger by swimming in it for 5 mins. So a lot of screaming and huffing and puffing went on as many sailers made their way into the pool. Max turned to me and said ' this won't be Max cold' and proceeded to sit in the pool for over 10 mins!
At the end of the trip we arrived back on shore and walked the short distance back to the campsite. The rest of the group had been brilliant and had been tending to a fire and spit roasting goat all day. The goat was delivered to the campground around 1pm and was mounted onto the fire and turned every half hour as it slowly cooked. Dinner was served/carved with fresh colslaw and jacket potatoes, marvelous!
The day started again in a relaxed fashion and Max and I found ourselves strolling into the centre of Oludeniz for some 'genuine fake' sunglasses as mine had been washed away to sea
I on the other hand had washed the clothes, got up to date on blogging and had relaxed swimming in the lagoon and sitting in the shade, excellent.
In the morning we set off for Olympus, where our accommodation sees us in tree houses. Onwards and Eastwards!