Our first guest in Turkey. John Dietz (aka Juan Dietez) from the Oyster 53, Paul Gerard. He is tracing the foot steps of Homer. If all goes according to plan we will meet John again at the begining of September before he sails. 

And this is where she rests now. At the marina in Antalya, Turkey, waiting for friends and family to visit. 

The stoney beach at Antalya. A regular Sunday afternoon in 35 degrees.  

Sunrise on our last morning at sea. This is bitter sweet. What a blessing to have had the experience. Thank you Lord. 

Tell tails flying beautifully as we glide along at 8 knots on the beat, the same as the wind speed. Wow! 

Beating into Antalya in the early hours of the morning for the final time on this trip. 

That's our baby......  

Brett boldly swims into the blue cave, an unforgettable and amazing experience. 

RAY OF LIGHT lies peacefully at anchor in Kastellorizo. Sadly Jean, Oom Neil and Brett left us in Kastellorizo to catch the ferry to Rhodes and a short flight to Athens, on to Dubai, JHB and Cape Town. It was wonderful to have all three of you on board, you must come again! 

The entrance to Kastellorizo. Stunning! 

In Turkey we discovered that the advice we were given regarding visas on arrival was incorrect. So we sailed to the small Greek Island of Kastellorizo as we considered our options. What a beautiful sight.

Someone had to clean the head! 

A time for contemplation on what was to be our final night at sea. 

Oom Neil showing a few battle scars. Fortunately the only injuries were Oom's hand and Jean's bruised knees from cooking in the choppy sea in Greece. 

Turkey at last. We made the 1500 miles to Antalya in 10.5 days, arriving on Friday morning 21 July 2006, as estimated. Only Stanislav thought we would do it, the rest had their doubts, but it worked out perfectly. Well done to all and thank you Lord for a safe trip.

Oom Neil getting to know the chart table a little better. 

Moving around, let alone sleeping was a challenge in the breeze. However Heidi's basil plant found a home and never moved. Great with fresh tomato and mozarella, yummmm. 

Completing the log and plotting the cousre, hard work with the boat heeling and the contents of the chart table aiming for the floor! 

Is this the Med or the Southern ocean? The second week brought the breeze, up to 38 knots of it in the middle of the knight as we sailed through the Agean dodging cruise ships. RAY OF LIGHT was a dream. With three reefs and a sliver of jib she cruised at 9 knots on a close reach. Wonderful! 

Aaah dinner. Thanks to a generous gift in the form of rods, reels and lures from Jon and Melissa, our friends from Boston, we we're finally able to catch a beautiful tuna. After watching them swim passed, around and under the boat for a week, this was sweet. And boy did it taste good! 

Heidi fishing with her lucky packet hand line. After being smashed up and losing three lures to tuna she wasn't giving up. That's the way we know her. "Where's my fish?" 

A beautiful sunrise near the Isole Aeolie. 

While we are looking at weird boats, check this out! A block of flats to create a wind shadow. 

And this is how to get around Sicily in a hurry. 

Check out the bow sprit (parallel to the horizon
) on this fishing boat. They drift in the current in the Messina straight and spear swordfish and tuna, again unbelievable!