Sailing, We Are Sailing.

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Yes, we are sailing. Every day the wind is such that we get 3 to 5 hours in of sailing under perfect conditions, which means we are whizzing along with the waves crashing over the bow and leaning over so that the boat is on a real lean. Can't get a photo of this as we are on the boat, but I can assure you that it is exciting. The weather continues to be fantastic but we have noticed that the temperature in the pre dawn is getting lower, so the change of the seasons is starting. Still extremely hot during the day and evenings. We haven't explored much but last night spent the evening in a village called Selimiye which is quite pretty. At the moment {6 o'clock in the morning} I am sitting on deck looking out over the bay which is absolutely calm and looks a million dollars. There are a few people out and about sweeping out the restaurants and the jetties, the odd runner going by and a lady doing her exercises on the jetty. Makes me feel old and lazy. I should go for a walk. Pip/Rod

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Photos

A Boat Shop
Bruce negotiates the price of product from the floating shop. We get approached these people in every bay.

Off he goes.
We quite often buy dried apricots or nuts from them but they have a range of linens, fashion and even woolen mits and socks.

The Watermelon Man.
Bruce is passionate about watermelon so we have a continues supply which takes up lots of room in the fridge. Very nive when it is cold.

Sam the e'mail man.
Sam is great in emailing the happenings out to those concerned and is a fund of knowledge in all things computer.

Look Mum, no paddles.
The guys take the easy way by following the rope to shore. Saves getting the paddles out or the motor.

Hop Skip and Jump.
Robert practicing for the next Olympics with a fine leap to shore.

It's that time again.
Another bay another meal and another few beers. What a bugger of a life.

Hunters and gatherers.
Robert holds the bread up showing that they have been successful with their quest for food.

Just being lazy.
Reach shore, have a beer and then they just sit around. Boy they have a hard life.