On another walk free day it was a sleep in and then headed down to the port for an all day boat ride including swimming stops and visits to significant historical sites.

The harbour water around boats was full of bilge, it continued the terrible manner in which tour operators treat the environment, with many beaches we have come across full of rubbish discarded from boats,

On a more positive note we boarded a beautiful old boat. Did a check of seating and chose to stay under cover.  In the process managed taking a photo of Jane and in her Titanic moment on the front prow.

Soon joined by a boatload of young people who immediately took to the upper decks and sun lounges.

Captain stood behind a wheel resembling that on the HS Minnow and he immediately had problems seeing ahead because of all of the scantily clad women in front of his window- took him a long while to shoo them away and obviously let experience navigate the way.

Not long before we pulled up in a sheltered cove and swam in crystal clear water where sinking seemed impossible. We were surrounded by an armada of boats with people enjoying likewise.

Met a nice couple from Oregon and got a bit of a laugh watching all of the bikini queens donning all sorts of flotation devices . Either because they were poor swimmers or didn’t want to get hair wet.

Pulled anchor after 30 mins and chugged off to another cove,  this time with sunken ruins you could actually float over and just as many on land including the remains of an old church. Photographs did not do them justice.

It was not only the bikini girls needing flotation aid’s, couple of Muslim boys and girls had  very interesting outfit to stay above water. Again water was blue, clear and refreshing. 

Next it was off to the most famous sunken and cliffside ruins in Kekova, which were the result of an earthquake.

It was fascinating viewing along an area about 500 metres long and heading about 75 metres up the cliff. 

They were again sites you had to see in person to get the proper perspective. 

headed over to and actually went inspect de what the guide termed a Pirate Cave. It was enormous and as we left s couple of sea kayakers and a small yacht tender went in further than us to explore.

Moved onto another spot which was not far from where we had walked yesterday and it was a very different perspective looking shoreward.

Water seemed to be clearer and bluer,if possible, and we swam for another 30 odd minutes before a great lunch.

The next swimming spot had a few less ruins, but it’s claim to fame was the healing powers of the mud. Having experienced dermabrasion and salt treatment on the walk, who could turn up the opportunity for a muddy. 

One of us could not and I did a bit of a plunge into much cooler water to scoop up the mud and applied liberally to all reachable parts of the body, whilst Jane captured it on film.

Can’t say I felt any different after letting it dry and then washing off- I am hoping for longer term benefits when my skin will be absolutely glowing and hair regeneration commences.

Not long before we were off and having a swim in the bluest water, before  boarding and heading to Kalrkoy where there is a great castle ruin, plus tombs on land and in the water. It is also home to tne best ice cream in Turkey.

Being foodies rather than historians we made our way up huge staircases to the cafe and tried the ice cream made on goats milk. It was really nice, nearly went back for seconds. With castle another 200 steps up, we worked our way through a maze of streets in which market stalls, cafes and restaurants abounded, to reach the tomb situated in the water. Luckily the tide was low and we got up close and personal.

Back to a local bar for the most expensive drink on tour, then back on board our boat. Whilst waiting for the rest of customers I noticed  three women on the end of piers, doing some synchronised movements. I thought it was a trendy yoga lesson but turned out to be their attempt to lure boats to stop at their pier and attached restaurant. It was interesting to read on their signs that water only 30 metres from shore was 50 feet.

Headed to our last stop off and only I jumped off for a swim.

Back to port after a really relaxing and enjoyable day, before desalinating and heading for a drink on the waterside and back to B and B for dinner. 

Sat around with a couple from Seattle trying to help plan their proposed hiking itinerary for tomorrow. Think they are as naive as we were about how difficult the track is. 

Another early night at the Danjane Retirement Home  and we were serenaded by the Turkish music until a pillow over the head softened the noise.

Tomorrow is a relatively short walk, with a cake shop our nominated pick up point – might end up calorie loading at wrong end of the day.