The Haven of Kuyulu Buku

For some clever reason we decided to leave Keci Buku and nip over the other side of the bay in some pretty strong winds in the afternoon. They were so aggressive most sailors were actually coming back into Keci Buku to avoid them! Well, we attempted to sail straight across but it was proving a little futile so we just motored the remaining 2 miles to get ourselves out of the wind and into a fantastic little anchorage.

Esper sharing her anchorage with just two other boats. Perfect.

This small bay is surrounded by pine and on one side is nestled a small camp site and a whole load of Turks frolicking in the warm water. We tucked ourselves at the other end to the west and, like Keci Buku, had complete protection from the winds.

Looking back out towards Keci Buku

Our time here was spent, once again, taking some snaps and reading. Just how we like it. In the evening we texted Christer of Lady Jessie only to find that he was in the next bay along, 500m round the corner! We arranged to hook up next morning.

The moon