Impressive exercise regimes on deck this morning, followed by swimming from the side of the boat....notable exceptions could be shamed & named.
The breakfast table groaned with fresh fruit - best fresh peaches, crepes straight from the pan, with 8 jams to choose from, spanokapitas, tomato, cucumber, creamy fingers of fetta, olives, tomato bound with scrambled egg.....
Finally pulled up anchor and headed for a mooring close to Myra, 24 kms from Finike.
Rock tombs carved into a cliff face on the hillside and the well preserved Theatre which seated 11000 people are remnants of engineering & building feats of a civilization from the 5th Century AD. If it weren't for a wee earthquake a few hundred years ago, the rear if the Theatre would be more
in tact, but it is clear where the gladiators entered the arena.
A pretty impressive pile of rocks!
Myra is also where Nicholas did a good job as Bishop, and was made a Saint, and is the Sant Nick of Father Christmas fame. Not sure where all the snow, sleighs and reindeer fit in - none of that is likely in Myra, it's more olive trees, goats and rock country.
We returned to the boat and headed for Kekova - an area known for it's Lycian cities, some submerged, lots of small rocky islands with hard core plants.
With temperature of approx 30 degrees, clear blue sky and turquoise water, a tough day!
Lunch another feast, then a few if us off in canoes to explore a cave across the bay, a paddle around the islands and bay, swimming and slothful pursuits on deck. Anthony, choosing less strenuous water sports, demonstrated prowess as dinghy driver, taking Tony on a self guided tour of the bay.
We pulled anchor and headed to Tersane Bay on Kekova Island where stone walls, doorways and staircases, remnants of the Lycian city - population 200 000, extend up hills and underwater. Bay to ourselves we have a fabulous dinner under the stars, with more Turkish wine than necessary. Again food spectacular.