Awoke this morning to more blue skies and a glorious view of an ancient hillside, covered with wild olive trees, pines, gum mastic and myrrh. At breakfast we were treated to a gift from the restaurant owner from yesterday – a jar of pine honey from his bee hives.
A short sail brings us to another quiet bay where we have lunch and enjoy the sunshine. Serdar tells us about Turkish history and answers our questions about Turkish politics with patience and a kind of even balance that I find admirable.
Some of us hiked up to the lighthouse on top of the mountain, where the views of the harbour and the town and the ruins in the late afternoon light were fabulous. Then Serdar guided us through the ruins, telling us the history and stories of the ancient city.
We enjoyed dinner at the only restaurant in Knidos – stuffed squash blossoms, wild fava bean soup laced with fresh lemon juice, followed by a chicken stew made from village chickens. For dessert there was a kind of fig covered in chopped nuts, and a slice of honey cake.
The ride back to the boat on the dinghy was a bit rough – there are high winds predicted for tomorrow.
Chatting, tea and wine on the back deck, then bed.