Wednesday October 23
Another day in paradise. Will we ever leave? Time will tell. If not, there are worse places to set up camp, or shop. The plan for today was catch up on the blog and go for a hike. We blogged until 1PM in the cozy lounge room of George House. Despite being indoors, the 270 degree windows make it feel a little like being outside. Not wanting to take our surroundings for granted, we set out on a hike at 1:30 in the direction of Kabak. After 1.5hrs of hiking through softly scented pine trees, bossy and oddly medical smelling carob trees, we somehow lost our trail markers (yellow/red markers.. where did you go?) and found ourselves on a small gravel road. Loathe to turn back, we carried on, and soon found ourselves at Atkas beach. Really, this wasn't so bad, as Atkas boasts a beautiful area for swimming and snorkeling. Giant boulders fall into the water, and long smooth rock meets the crystal clear blue water, serving as an excellent jumping in point, not to mention an ideal ocean watching point. We had to go in, and were pleasantly surprised to find a lot more fish, including schools of minnows, and pipe fish, then we found in Butterfly Valley. Fish don't really like constant disturbance and Butterfly valley is visited by massive boats carrying tourists all day long. By contrast, Atkas beach is a local affair, served by a gravel road braved by few cars, and no boat access. Brilliant!!
After our dip, we decided to walk back to George House on the same trail, rather than walk to Kabak and take the dolmus back. We rounded the corner to George House just as the sun was setting, the call to prayer echoing off the cliff walls (again, crazy acoustics). Twenty minutes later we were sitting down to dinner: delicious bulgur balls! After dinner we chatted with Kat and a couple from Bozeman, MT. Retiring to bed, we had no idea if we'd stay or go the next morning.
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| Aktas beach! Interesting geology to the place. |
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| Smooth flat rock runs into the water, and continues along the coast like this for at least another 300m |
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| Red peppers drying in the sun. |
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| Jenn motoring back to Faralya house. It's nearly dinner time! |
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| The cliffs surrounding Faralya are made for these guys! |
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| We go: THAT WAY! |
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| The sun setting on the cliff walls casts a beautifully rich pink/yellow/orange hue, but it only lasts for 3 minutes or so. |
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| Gah. Its all so pretty, I cant stop taking photos. |
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| See, its gone now. Bye bye sun. |
