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Kevin and I work tirelessly to overcome the technical and physical issues encountered in the first few weeks of owning our own vessel.

We learn to budget and provision, and recognise the limits of electricity and water whilst at sea. Follow the mishaps and mayhem with the first of our sailing adventures on 'Kejstral' Get A Copy. Kindle Edition , pages.

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All Languages. More filters. Sort order. Start your review of Sailing Kejstral adventures: Just the beginning! Mrs AJ Sawyer rated it liked it Jun 27, Howard Walker rated it really liked it Apr 01, Sean Robson rated it it was amazing Nov 03, Michael Frankland rated it really liked it Dec 31, David Duckworth rated it it was amazing Sep 04, Lawrence Pearson rated it liked it Sep 17, Edward David Wenzerul rated it did not like it Jan 01, Anthony Barton rated it it was amazing Sep 23, Jools rated it liked it Dec 03, Deborah rated it it was amazing Sep 17, David Craven rated it liked it Nov 04, Trevor Wood rated it it was ok May 26, As light begins to scramble over the Island of Samos, the smaller stars become invisible.

Gradually over the next hour or so their numbers dwindle, an orangy glow sends shards of light across our waveless sea. As the journey will take around 14 hours, we have very little time to play, on our arrival at Cesme we must negotiate numerous sandbanks and very shallow rocks. We manage to unfurl our sleepy Genoa, coaxing it into the tiny slice of wind, 17 knots are available, but as ever it comes straight over our bow. The hours pass, we catch up with some sleep, the sun begins to warm us as it climbs into position above us while the wind continues to misbehave.

As we approach the sandbanks surrounding Cesme, we begin to catch a glimpse of other boats, no yachts, just tiny white fishing boat. The Turkish coast guard mills around in his huge great frigate looking grey ship, a little disturbing when you catch site of what is actually a warship heading your way, he glides through the waves sleekly, barely causing a ripple. The shallow waters which provide the entrance to Cesme are highlighted by cardinals, each indicating the course which should be navigated around their bobbing stripy heads.

Unfortunately in this case we must proceed north of one then east of another, this takes us on the huge circumference of this dicey area. The shallows can easily be seen as their colour changes from deep blue sea to turquoise, however, again we must keep our eyes peeled despite the charts and maps. We eventually approach the bay where we will stay for at least one night.

The Alton Yunus Marina is joined onto its namesake hotel, this 5 star landmark in Cesme is superb. We absolutely loved it, therefore were really excited to be back. Mick radio's ahead to confirm our booking and the marinero is awaiting our arrival, unfortunately at this time refurbishment work is being carried out on the concrete marina breakwater, meaning that we will actually moor on the fuel dock. Not a problem really as long no huge super yacht decides to refuel while we are securely tied up it's a tiny fuel dock!

As we throw our ropes to our uniformed assistant, we are greeted like old friends, his lovely smiling face reassuring us that this will be a perfect spot in Cesme to catch up on sleep, refuel, top up with water and do some provisioning. We woke later than usual, enjoying the calm, noise free environment around us, no concerns for our anchor or climbing wind. Today is a day off we have been travelling for 5 days so far, n. So far we have actually sailed very little which as any sailor knows is extremely frustrating, but there is only so much adjustment we can make to our planned route.

Unfortunately this means our fuel use has been greater than we wanted, at least we are already parked up on the fuel pontoon!

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In addition to fuel we must have our dirty water pumped out, in Turkey all vessels travelling through these waters should carry a 'blue card' this ticket is issued from any marina and must be scanned and dated each time the dirty toilet tanks are emptied With these first two tasks completed we can take the opportunity to explore Cesme town. With two marina's a castle and a beautiful shopping area, there is plenty to keep us occupied on this baking hot day.

April is normally a little variable where weather is concerned, this last few weeks have been unusually hot, 32 degrees with pleasantly cool evenings. When out on the water however, the wind continues to whip around and trousers, jumpers coats and shoes are needed, back on land shorts tee shirts and flip flops are all that are required.

Our plan for the day was to catch the local bus which deposits us at the top of a pretty pedestrian walkway through shops and towards the seafront. Red Turkish flags adorn every lamppost, rooftop and strings of them hang across every street, this country is extremely patriotic.

It also happens to be a holiday of some kind, according to the posters and banners displayed on every building we are celebrating a children's holiday. The town is busy and bustling, there seems to be an influx of youths, probably in light of the holiday they are tidily dressed, well behaved and very polite. Brightly coloured tourist clothing, differentiate them from the local families, those tend to be a little less dating and bold in their dress style.

Very few of the ladies wear headscarves which is quite a surprise as the town is filled with predominantly Turkish people, we are possibly the only British here! We wander down through various shops before buildings cease and a long walled promenade stretches before us. A sandstone castle snuggles between enormous palm trees, huge stone arches, long winding steps and carefully structured turrets peek out from around the swaying fronds of green foliage. The municipal marina sits to the left of this long curved seafront, with their shiny white hulls, crisp polished chrome rails, gleaming glass and creaking ropes the yacht and motor boating community lay before us.

Even after a week on board Indian Summer, the boys are attracted to this technical, sleek world, and are totally engrossed in anchors, engines both in board and out! I could happily wander round the bustling shops and cafes Starbucks coffee shop glitters ahead of us, we miss the normal cup of tea, in Turkey if you would like an English style cuppa You make it yourself So this little surprise is very welcoming.

For the rest of our day we collect a few provisions and take the bus back to Indian Summer. Home made curry for tea and a glass of the red stuff to watch the colours fade from the day, tomorrow we set sail once again this time to the marina in Ayvalik. Again we head north, battling with wind for around 70 n. Security, Security, Security All ships, All ships, All ships, This is the Turkish coastguard advising a military excersise in the eastern Mediterranean. This advisory notice began broadcasting early in the evening as we detached Indian Summer from its perfect mooring in Cesme Setur Marina Turkey at 5pm.

Having showered, stocked up, refueled and filled our water tanks, we were ready for the next leg of the journey. On this passage we would follow the eastern coast of Lesvos the Greek Island, with the massive city of Izmir Turkey, on our starboard side. Unfortunately there is a busy shipping lane close by which, on an overnight sail could be tricky.

Hopefully the Captains of these huge metal vessels will be snuggled up in their beds at anchor and not interested in a night time jaunt. In fact very few ships of any kind have shared our waters, which is a great shame, nothing worse than being alone in this vast expanse of sea! Tonight, we are not alone A steady stream of ships follow their courses on either side of us, lights on their decks indicate everything we need to know, their size and direction being the priority.


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A cargo vessel travelling behind us, appeared to be following our course growing ever closer to us. We watched closely as his speed which was greater than our 5 knots, brought him thundering towards our stern, he clearly was not aware of our presence. We were in his path and despite the fact that we had our navigation lights lit perfectly and 40 square meters of canvas flapping in the light breeze, he was obviously not watching and was not using AIS or radar for surveillance.

He did nothing.

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We were now making the decision to alter our direction by a significant amount, again to indicate our position and obviously get out of his way, when he finally spotted our boat! I think he was a little shocked as he made a 30 degree adjustment away from our stern in a very sharp turn. What an absolute Muppet, you would assume that all cargo vessels are lit according to the rules, therefore every vessel can easily work out what their neighbouring ships are doing. A very shallow waterway which is clearly marked out but, for safety, should be tackled during daylight hours, hence our overnight passage to this point.

We lined up the three sets of red and green cardinals in order to be directly in the channel, then headed onwards. Seems a straightforward task you may say, well If it hadn't been for the three vessels, all tourist boats, heading into this tight spot from the opposite end, we would be absolutely fine! They appeared from nowhere at great speed and seemed to see us as a challenge, who will scare us first.

Skillfully we weaved ever closer to the cardinals on our starboard side, without hitting any I might add! We held our course like brave soldiers, we shall not be moved, and, skimming past us one by one, the opposition bypassed our trusty boat. Finally, wiping sweat from our brow well It was really hot we arrived at our next port in Ayvalik marina, following our 70 n. Ayvalik was a very old, traditional Turkish town, not necessarily a place to which we would rush back. The marina was tired, unkempt and did not inspire us to stay, or in fact return to.

We took refuge in the marina purely due to our next leg of the journey which will take 48 hours of sailing. Following the narrow channel from Ayvalik, we see fishing boats and Sunday day trippers milling around on a flat calm sea.

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At least it was easier to negotiate than on our way in! The wind has managed to sit directly on our bow, no matter what our direction of travel. An almost full moon highlighted the sea behind us. Cargo vessels began to appear steadily filling out horizon, a huge cargo parking area came into view opposite the site where the ancient historical city of Troy once stood.

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At This 38 mile long and 4 mile wide strait has seen many blockades, invasions and conflicts over centuries. At its narrowest point 0. Our VHF radio began a steady stream of discussion between each vessel and the Channel controller a man with a distinctly Asian accent. Trying so hard to communicate with one vessel in particular. Challenger 1, challenger 1, Challenger 1, this is channel control, do you read me? The wind began to escalate as we eased into an easterly position, our genoa was unwound into this perfect 14 knots of fabulous wind, but, within seconds 33 knots of wind slammed into us.

The genoa will tolerate this force, however, our boat will struggle to remain upright, and the last thing we want is to end up on our side, even momentarily! Our next step therefore was to try and reduce the sail size, minimising its surface area which in turn will reduce our speed. Easier said that done!


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The wind continued to pull on our canvas and its restraints, we battled to regain control as Indian Summer tried desperately to remain upright. Gradually we managed to reduce the sail size, and our vessel responded beautifully by settling into her natural position. Phew, that was a close call!