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2008 EMYR Schedule

Monday, May 5th, Orhaniye, Turkey
    
It seems like such a long time ago when I wrote the last update.  Our lives have gotten very busy as we follow along with the rally schedule.   We've made three passages with the group since I last wrote.  I hope we can keep this pace up for the next six and a half weeks.  Click here to see the schedule of passages, tours and parties for the portion of the rally (all but ten days) that we will participate in.  It's a pretty grueling pace for a typically-relaxed crowd of sailors to keep up with, but we all agree that it will be well worth the inevitable hassle of traveling in a big group and the hopefully-not-too-frequent exhaustion. 
 
The first rally passage was a bit of a bash.  We spent the first four hours motoring directly into 18 knots of wind, bashing through the waves, and hoping something would change.  Our wish was granted as the wind died down to 5 knots but at least we weren't bashing any more.  We lucked out for the last three hours of the trip and had a nice mellow sail the rest of the way into the marina.
 
Back in Kuşadasi, we embarked on our first rally tour which took us to the Ephesus Museum, the Virgin Mary's House, and the ruins at the ancient site of Ephesus.  A mini-bus picked us up from our boats at nine in the morning.  Ozan, our guide, greeted us as we boarded the bus and gave us a nice history lesson about the region as we drove towards our first stop, the museum. 
   
Many of the important artifacts found during the excavations of Ephesus reside in the museum.  Amazingly, only ten percent of the site has been excavated.  Ozan tells us that Turkey needs a lot more money to fund future excavations and to protect the ruins sufficiently from vandals and the weather.  They are much safer left buried in the ground. 
 
   
Even leaving ninety percent up to the imagination, the site inspires awe.   The first development at the site, dating back to 2000 B.C., took advantage of its position on the southern shore of a huge bay located at the mouth of the Cayster River where it meets the Aegean Sea.  In the ensuing few thousand years, through the constant erosion of the land around it by the forces of wind and water, the bay completed silted in.  Six kilometers of flatlands separate the ancient site of Ephesus from the sea today.
 
The Greeks conquered the city from its original inhabitants in the eleventh century BC.  An important commercial center, it was a major departure point for the trade routes into Asia Minor.  Equally noteworthy was its religious significance.  The Hittites worshiped the Mother Goddess, Kybele, at a temple constructed in her honor.  The Greeks later called the Mother Goddess Artemis and built a huge temple for her at Ephesus.  One of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World, the sight of the huge gleaming columns of the Temple of Artemis was said to blind people with its beauty.  Sadly, all that remains to be seen today is a single reconstructed column on the sight.  Our tour did not even bother to stop there.  We did get to see a model of the temple in the museum and one of the statues of the goddess Artemis as well.  She was a powerful lady, one of the chief Greek goddesses presiding over wild animals, hunting, nature, the moon, fertility, childbirth and the harvest.  I can certainly understand why people wanted to stay on her good side!  Imagine the havoc she could reek upon those who angered her.
                                          
 
Like so many ancient Greek cities, Ephesus fell to the Romans, after suffering invasions by the Persians, Egyptians and Syrians, in 190 B.C.  It soon became the capital and most important commercial center for the Roman province of Asia. 
 
Ephesus also bears great significance in the history of early Christianity. St. Paul is known to have spent five or six years living in Ephesus, preaching and trying to establish the new religion of Christianity.  Furthermore, according to the bible, as he hung dying on the cross, Jesus instructed St. John to look upon the Virgin Mary as his mother and the Virgin Mary to look upon St. John as her son.  There is significant proof that St. John came to Ephesus in the latter part of his life.  He wrote the fourth book of the New Testament while living there and died in Ephesus.  Having accepted responsibility for the Virgin Mary when instructed by Jesus, it follows that the Virgin Mary also came to Ephesus.  The house where she is supposed to have lived stands atop a hill overlooking the ancient city.  Devastated by the death of her son and the violent struggles she witnessed in Jerusalem, she secluded herself on the hilltop and lived out her last days here. 
  
 
Enough with the history lesson.  The glorious weather, the fascinating ruins and the input of a knowledgeable guide made our first rally tour a real delight.  We were back at the marina by 2pm.
 
We left Kuşadasi for Turgutries early on Wednesday and had a fairly nice day of light winds which left us alternating between motoring and sailing depending on the strength and angle of the winds.  We started out, however, with a huge fishing success.  Simultaneous hits on the rod and the new reel I mounted on the starboard rail galvanized us into action at seven thirty in the morning.
                                         
I changed into my fish cleaning foulies and went to work.  I think it was three hours later by the time I was finally restocking our freezer with tuna.  It is a lot of work, but the seared tuna steaks are well worth it!
 
There was no organized tour from Turgutries so we took the dolmuş into the city of Bodrum, which boasts a lovely Crusader Castle.  The church inside the castle walls, like most Christian churches in Turkey, had been converted to a mosque by the Ottomans with the simple addition of a minaret. 
   
As we gazed over the castle wall at the lovely anchorage on the other side of the city, we had a pang of regret that we were bypassing all these wonderful spots so quickly.  It is so difficult to reconcile oneself to the loss of opportunities presented by the path not chosen.
  
 
The next day we were scheduled for a 65 mile passage to Orhaniye.  The forecast was calling for good strong winds on the beam for most of the way.  Now, I'd like to quote you from the Rally "Bible."  "The rally is neither race nor regatta, and the use of auxiliary engines and spinnakers to assist during passage making is left entirely to the discretion of each skipper."  Well, any of you who know anything at all about sailing know that whenever there are two boats heading in the same direction in some proximity to each other IT IS A RACE!  Who do you think you are trying to fool?  As the word spread about the good winds for the passage, the strategizing began. 
 
We were the second to last boat out of the marina on Sunday morning.  Departing just moments behind us was the newcomer, Rumpus, a Beneteau  First 44.7, with Rupert at the helm.  Joe and Rupert had met on the dock in Turgutries so Joe knew he was a racing sailor from New Zealand.  Well, it didn't take us long to see just how serious he was as shortly after raising the main, out comes his full symmetrical spinnaker.  Wow!  I had to listen to Joe's sighs and groans for two hours while they ground us down.  "Do you think they are gaining on us?" he asks.
 
It was a downwind run and there was no way we could keep up with that kind of sail unless of course we got out our spinnaker.  The leg was relatively short so it didn't make sense to rig the spinnaker.  We suffered through the humiliation of being passed by a 44 foot monohull. 
  
In our defense, it is a speedy little race boat driven by a racing skipper.  We'll get him next time! 
 
Joe basically stopped whining once they were all the way by us.  It was time to strategize about catching them!
 
We turned the corner around an island and came into a great breeze just a little aft of the beam.  We pulled out our big genniker and started catching boats.  We sailed by a dozen boats in the fleet.  Square in our sights was our nemesis, Rumpus. We were only a few hundred yards away when we saw their mainsail drop down and plaster itself against the spreaders.  The halyard had given way.  It was blowing a good 25 to 30 knots by this time so it was a frightening sight.  We made sure that everything was okay before passing by.  Later on that evening, we found that our friends on Twice Eleven were docked right next to them.  We went over for cocktails and were joined by Rupert and his crew Richard.  We had a ball rehashing the "race", teasing each other, with each of us vowing victory in our next match up.  Stay tuned.......
 
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