Sigacik and Sarpdere

When Jill and John left, we went North for a few days, including a stay in Sigacik, where they have the loudest (and possibly least tuneful) call to prayer that I personally have ever heard. Clearly audible at one mile distant, you have to wonder what the residents did that requires such a strident reminder. Again nearby there is another ancient site – the city of Teos. Less well preserved, but extensive and fascinating.

Sigacik (pronounced "saajik") is and old walled village. There is little doubt that a good source of the material for those walls was ancient Teos. However with large chunks of the walls intact, it is very unusual. The locals in Sigacik were very friendly and helpful, and I suppose it won't be too long before a good deal more tourism finds its way there.

We moved again to explore further, and ended up in a small bay called Sarpdere. There we met a Turkish sailor, Oskan, who helped us with re-setting our anchor and putting some shore lines after we had dragged anchor in the night. He and Suzie also make a fantastic cup of coffee! Oskan has taken his boat Kayitsiz on a circumnavigation, and given that he built it himself, is an extremely useful man to know.

Ashore we took a couple of photos of insects, that seem to deserve a space here.