Nisyros part 1 of 3

Yasas,

  It was another long day.  Cruising at an average of 5.8 knots, with wind on the nose and choppy seas,  the 54 nautical miles from our anchorage in Vathi to Ios Island where Homer is reputed to be buried, took us all day.  Thankfully it was a much calmer passage than from Nisyros to Vathi, though  that’s not saying so much.  Every stop has been a set of new challenges, but there have been kind people to help and we’re learning more each time we dock the boat.  Randal really is quite good at it.  Today we also had a battle with the pedestals not working when we tried to get our power and water connection to work.  The tourist office, where you buy your access key,  was less than helpful, and mean to boot, so I asked the friendly men at the Port Police and they were really great and got it all sorted out.  Randal washed the salt from DoraMac so he’s happy.  I have internet access so I’m happy. 

Tomorrow we’re taking the 7:20 ferry to the lovely island of Santorini for a night or two.  I do understand why cruisers love to spend months cruising these islands. 

Ru

Nisyros, the Volcanic Island   http://www.nisyros.gr/index_en.html

“According to mythology, Nisyros was formed when the enraged Poseidon threw a chunk of Kos (an island) on the warring giant Polyvotis who was submerged beneath it fiery and fuming. “ Eyewitness Travel: The Greek Islands.

  I used to love reading Greek mythology and here we are in the middle of it.  In the 7th grade we had to write poems based on the Odyssey and this was mine. 

Brave and bold Odysseus;

Fair of face and form.

Poseidon plots against you

and brings about a storm;

to hider your homecoming;

to bring you further woes.

How hard it is for mortals to have immortal foes.

Well Poseidon still is still plotting but it’s against those of us mortals cruising the Mediterranean.  Mercury, god of the winds gets in the act too with winds blowing everywhere.  Diesel trawlers and bicycle riders need similar types of winds; none at all or gently at your back.  But as we found biking, the wind always seems to be in your face or maybe at the side, but rarely behind you.  Our day from Nisyros to Vathi was more of Poseidon and Mercury being unkind, but that’s another story.  This email is about the lovely island of Nisyros.  Actually it will be several emails as I loved the village of Nikia and want to share my walk around it.  We also visited the caldera and the big village of Mandraki.

But, and this is certainly a case of incredible hubris, (a word borrowed appropriately from the Greeks;) what makes Nisyros important to most everyone reading this is that Randal and I came here.  Odd as that might be, you probably would never know of this island, and many others we’ll visit if we hadn’t gone there.  I had certainly never heard of them before we visited.  Of course I’ve just publically admitted to a huge amount of geographic ignorance, but that’s the punishment for my hubris.

We arrived Friday late in the afternoon after a rough passage so just rested, ate dinner across the way and had a good night’s rest. 

Our second day on Nisyros started at the motorbike rental place and then we were off to get gasoline, 3 litres needed to see the island. From there it was a wild goose chase to find what was literally right in front of our faces.  But that was okay as we had a lovely ride into the hills and a visit to the ancient acropolis.

Underway

We spent two wonderful days in Nisyros, rented a motorbike and rode all around the island. Yesterday we made a very rough passage to Vathi and spent last night in a safe anchorage.

We depart shortly for Ios 58.6 NM away. Today the winds are supposed to be less than 5 knots so should have a smooth passage. We will spend several days there and take a ferry to Santorini, the island that exploded in 1450 BC.

Randal

Leaving Marmaris and our stay on Symi

Yasas,

   Today was a great day.  Randal and I rented a motorbike for the day and toured the island, Mandraki,Nikia, and the volcano caldera where you can feel heat and see steam from open holes.  My souvenir from here are black volcanic stones collected on the beach.  We tried to find a Greek sim card for our internet dongle but no luck anywhere so we’re at the mercy of restaurant wifi.  Our emergency sailmail does seem to be working so that’s a good thing.  And Randal figured out why our AIS wasn’t working so everything is really shipshape.  Our friends Sue and Ed Kelly on Angle Louise are several stops ahead of us sending us reports.  We’ll both be at St. Cats dock together in London. 

   I took about a zillion photos today on Nisyros;  146 so far to be exact.  When we leave here we’ll anchor out and then go to Ios where we’ll leave DoraMac at a dock and we’ll take the ferry to Santorini.  So not sure when my next email to all of you will be.  So check www.mydoramac.com periodically as I might have sent some emails off to Audrey. 

Ru

Leaving Marmaris and One Night in Symi

I was thinking about why it was hard to leave Marmaris.  Marmaris was a really good place to spend the winter. The tourism business goes dormant.  You can walk through the bazaar where most of the shops are closed and no one is calling to you,  “come, just look.”  Life without the hordes of tourist is actually pretty quiet but not boring thanks to the group of cruisers who were there.  All in all it was really a good place to be.  With all of that, I was ready to leave Marmaris, though maybe not ready to leave Turkey. Too much more to see, especially in the east.   And all the pals we made in Marmaris; I wish they were coming along too.  Because there are lots of people I am really going to miss.  Of course half of them are out here cruising around somewhere so maybe we’ll bump into them before it’s all over.  If not; we’ll always have Marmaris.

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Leaving Netsel Marina

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Randal at the helm and our Turkey flag still flying.

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Last glimpse of Marmaris Town

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Customs and Immigration where we checked out.

We are tied alongside a pier (out of the photo to the right) that made getting in and out and on and off very easy.

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A cruise ship, a ferry and one of the tugs that guided the ferry.

When we left Marmaris the water was calm as you can see.  Out of the bay and into the sea, and the water was not so smooth.  It was quite rolly and then the wind picked up.  And it was from our side so we were rolling right and left and right and left and, not fun.  But it was only annoying and not so annoying that we had to use our stabilizers.  It was, however,  surprisingly chilly.  I had to put on my sweatshirt and a nylon jacket.  The passage took about 6 hours.

Arrival in Symi

We spent the first hour walking from Symi Police to Customs to Harbor Master.  Our passports were stamped and we paid fees to the Customs Official and Fees to the Harbormaster.  By then it was after

6 pm so we went off to dinner.  After dinner Randal went back to the boat to compute with his newly gotten restaurant wifi code and I went for a walk.  Here are some photos from around Symi.

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Friends having a glass of wine

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Churches replace the mosques of Turkey

 

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Walking on these decorative stones was like walking on an optical illusion.

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Building on the bridge was the customs house and the duty free shop. 

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The only women in this photo are the ones in the right corner; everyone else is male

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See…all men.

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Another shot looking down from the steps.  Our pals Sue and Ed Kelly are several islands ahead of us and they say that Symi was quite the prettiest.  Today on Nisyros (or second island) we visited the small village of Milia and I think it might be my favorite so far.  It was so tiny and cute and blue and white and pink.

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Another harbor shot

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I want one of these tricycles; so very useful for shopping.

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Or for carrying small children if you had one.

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Life lived on the harbor front.  I love that.

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A universal Mediterranean scene; a woman doing some kind of needlework.

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The dock where we were tied.

You drop your anchor in the middle of the harbor and then back up to the dock.  Someone catches your lines and then you have to tighten up the lines enough so you can put down the passerelle and walk off the boat onto the shore.  In the morning you untie yourself, pull up anchor and leave.  This is all new to us but Randal is doing a really good job of it.

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Our neighbors were very pleasant French speaking folks. 

Everyone has to be pleasant because you’re so close to each other.  You give each other privacy even when you’re just a few feet apart.

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Leaving Symi at 7 am to get to Nisyros by mid-day

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We passed the monastery but sadly didn’t make time to see it. 

My friend Patricia says it’s quite lovely if you ever get to Symi, take the ferry to visit.

Hello from Greece

Yassas,

   Our day started with the alarm clock set for 5 am.  It is now 9:21 pm and I’m pooped.  We left Netsel Marina at 8:10 am and arrived at the official customs/immigration dock at 8:30 am.  There was a bit of confusion as to when our agent thought she was to have met us; we thought 8:30 am and she thought…well, anyway, she arrived at 9:45 am so we got away by 10:05 am.  Seas were much calmer than they’d have been on Wednesday but still a bit rolly.

  We arrived about 4 something a managed to get secured Med more style without too much drama.  Our second try was perfect.  We had to visit the Symi police, the customs, and the harbor master.  By 6:45 we were all set and on our way to dinner.  We chose a place on the waterfront near our boat drawn by the wifi sign.  Randal brought our small travel computer so could get check his email and get the password.    After dinner I took a walk and some photos and now am back on the boat on my computer  using the restaurant password hoping the signal will be strong enough to send this Symi preview. 

Ru

Symi Preview

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DoraMac in Symi, a very lovely colorful tiny town.

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A photo from the stairs that go half way up the hill across the harbor

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Dinner on the waterfront.

My cod fish wasn’t great but the garlic puree was and I’ll be tasting it until we reach London.

My  salad was huge enough for two and Randal’s pasta chicken was  enough for a second meal.  The olive oil was particularly good.

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Guy, Mikhail and Tamara from Israel

We’d met Guy in Ashdod and there he was with his family walking along the quay in Symi!

Tuesday afternoon in Marmaris

Merhaba,

  Wednesday’s weather isn’t cooperating, but Thursday and Friday will be just fine so we’re postponing our departure one day.  While we travel I’ll be at the mercy of many different wifi sources.  I’ll try to keep everyone up to date, but I think mostly it will be just through or website www.mydoramac.com.  I send out email to all of you through my Outlook Express on my computer which I took with us during our recent land travels in Turkey.  I didn’t have to lug it around, the bus carried it.  But in our travels around the Mediterranean,  I’m not sure how often I’ll have my computer with me when we have access to wifi.  When I use web Yahoo at Internet Cafes there is a problem sending out to so many people at one time.  Yahoo thinks it’s spam and there’s always a problem.  So when I have to rely on other computers, I’ll only send to Audrey to post on our website www.mydoramac.com.  When I have my computer I’ll send to everyone but remind you to check for ones you didn’t receive from me directly.  It’s been a while since we’ve had to deal with this issue and maybe it won’t even be a problem. 

  So anyway…guess that’s it.

Ru

One last stroll through Old Town Marmaris 2013

  This is probably the final time I’ll type that address; at least for 2013.  Yesterday morning we “sea tested” DoraMac and everything was mostly fine.  Our ICOM radio may, or may not send sailmail, but that’s a convenience issue and not a seaworthy issue.  I need regular wifi to send blog posts.  As we’ll be moving quite a bit, my posts might be much less often.  Then you’ll get a billion at once with a zillion photos to clog your mailbox.  I’ll really try not to do that. 

  Our plan is to attend one final Tuesday Happy Hour to say our good-byes and then Wednesday morning leave the marina about 8:00 am to be at the check-out dock at customs by 8:30.  (Customs is just around the other side of the marina but I like leaving lots of time.)   If all goes quickly at check-out  we’ll leave for Simi (Symi) Greece and arrive by mid-afternoon for our check-in process.  It will start our Schengen clock ticking which is only a sort of daunting thought.  We have 90 days to be through the Med and on our way to the Channel Islands.  Tunisia isn’t part of Schengen so our visit there will stop the clock for a bit. 

  So here are some final photos of lovely Marmaris, Turkey.  It has been a great place to winter thanks to all of Gwen’s hard work to make marina living more fun; the great people we’ve met here; and the  friendly, helpful  marina staff.  All in all, a hard place to leave.

Ru

DoraMac

One last stroll through Old Town Marmaris 2013

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A new Subway opened along the waterfront…

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A sign you’ll never see in the Roanoke Subway…..

  “6 inch Sub & Beer for 15.90 TL”  =  about $ 9. 

Interesting too is that the sub size is given in inches and not centimeters as everything else here is in metric.  Randal and I stick to our Turkish favorites; we can eat Subway at home.

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Town end of Bar Street; quiet and peaceful until about 11 PM and then the boom booms make our boat shake.

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When we were first new, the blue Beach sign was the landmark to turn back towards the marina.

 

Old Mosque Square….

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Fountain for washing of hands and feet.

The mosque is opposite but now has its own faucets.  Across from the fountain is MGM which is sort of like TJ Maxx.

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Lou from C’mon Girl and I braved the curious onlookers and came here to sketch on morning.   We actually sat across from this scene and I drew it, including a very patient man who sat the whole time I sketched.  Maybe he was resting or maybe he was sitting for me.  The next day I walked past and the benches had all been painted preventing anyone from sitting anywhere for a few days.

 

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The day I was taking these photos, this store owner asked about my friend and me and our “art work.” 

She remembered me and asked which was nice.  My sketch wasn’t good enough to give her, or I would have.  Lou and her husband Guy returned to Canada for Lou’s daughter’s wedding and another daughter’s graduation from nursing school.  Lou makes beautiful art quilts among her other art projects.

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I love alleys.

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This fire engine had only inches to spare getting down this pedestrian street. Good thing the truck wasn’t there for a fire.

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Path to the Castle

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I walked past this small shop which is hard to do as the “grandmother” takes your hand and talks non-stop asking where you’re from and don’t you want to see her shop.  I bought one of the small prints in the right hand corner. 

Unfortunately this was the morning I discovered the Castle would not reopen until July.  One time, our first visit to Marmaris, Randal and I walked to the Castle but it was closed for lunch.  The next time we visited, our second visit to Turkey, it was closed for renovation. 

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Cats….

The paths up the hillside are just lovely with stone and pink flowering shrubs and cats.

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This is the land of Turkish towels and olive oil soap.

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How to wear a scarf….Great Display though I don’t think I could replicate most of them.

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Turkish Delight sweets…

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Hidden cats…

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Another scene needing a script or just a guy taking a break in the shade.

Marmaris at night with Deena and TK

Merhaba,

   It’s Memorial Day Weekend in the US. We just celebrated ANZAC day here where both Turkish and Australian soldiers lost their lives.  Many of the enemies of the first two world wars are now allies.  Interesting to think about especially here in Turkey which is a prime example. 

   But on a lighter note….

Ru

Marmaris at night with Deena and TK

Our friends Deena and TK treated us to a farewell dinner at Fellini’s last week.  It also gave me a chance to take some final night time photos of the waterfront

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Sitting upstairs overlooking all of the Turkish Gullets here for the summer charter season.

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Strolling back past the carpet shops…….

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And the restaurants all lit up for the evening.

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This sign points to the castle on the hill. 

The signs and the castle walls are the only part of the castle we’ll ever see as the museum renovations won’t be completed until after we’ve left. 

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The waterfront fountain in blue lights

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Green lights                                                                        Red lights

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Randal called it a night but Deena, TK and I stopped at the Sweet Shop  so I could treat us to dessert.  They had a concoction called warm cake and I had a mug of Salep, my now favorite dessert.  (Warm cake is chocolate cake with warm, fudgy chocolate in the center. 

Yellow Building I always loved…

Merhaba,

   Today Randal biked over to the Post Office and there was the book he’d ordered from England.  So now nothing is holding us in Marmaris.  We will take the boat for a test spin on Sunday and then check out either Monday or Tuesday and be on our way.  At least that’s the plan today. 

   When we first came to Marmaris there was nothing in the way of “art” that I could find.  Now we have the Culture and Art Center with its variety of exhibits and cute little coffee shop.  Today we discovered another art venue.  Here’s the story.

Ru

Yellow Building I always loved… 

Tozak Merkez (Center)

Mustafa Muğlalı Cad. No:15

Muğla / Marmaris / (Türkiye

    Ever since we’ve been in Marmaris; the few months in 2011 and this year; I’ve loved this particular yellow building.  How could you not love a bright yellow building with black wrought iron details?   While it was becoming the gallery it now seems to be, I once tried to invade, but with no luck.  The artist who renovated the space and who works, paints, and perhaps lives here speaks very little English.  This week, on my way home from the Thursday market I noticed that the gallery was now officially opened; but as I had my hands full of fruit and vegetables, it wasn’t such a good time to visit.  Today Trish and I did visit the gallery and I took lots of photos of the beautiful displays and lovely building.  You can see more of the building and the artist’ work on her website listed below.

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http://moda-oya.com/indexen.asp  artist’s website

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2013 Fair and Exhibition Activities

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Trish and the artist Oya Ṣener

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Artist at work                                                                          An embroidered self-portrait?

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Beautiful space

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Painted scarves  and embroidery                                                                    Beautiful embroidered pillows

 

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Portrait of Atatὒrk                                                                   Family photos?  These women’s stories?

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Upstairs space.   There was another flight of stairs that I was really wanting to climb, but we were only invited to go up one flight…not to invade her home.

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Trish admiring the intricate work. 

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I was attracted by the colors

We each bought some small prints.  I also bought a card that was a photo of 1976 Bar Street before it was Bar Street.  Netsel Marina opened in 1989 bringing with it many changes to the harbor area and town of Marmaris.  Interestingly, according to today’s news, the Turkish Parliament just passed a bill banning the sale of alcohol between 10 PM and 6 AM.  If that’s true it might make Bar Street far less noisy and end the drum beat that goes until 4 AM.  That would be good for us, but sad for the tourist trade.

Cruising Schedule

Merhaba,

  We’re still here, but we do have a tentative plan.  It’s attached as an Excel file.  I’ve started to research Sicily and Sardinia as we’re pretty positive about those places.  Our friends Ed and Sue are in Tunisia now and really liking it.  We’ll stop there for sure too. 

  Randal has most of the boat ready to go.  And today I had my first “drive the dinghy” lesson.  I can do it if I have too; and certainly I can row it if I had to. 

  The Mediterranean weather isn’t being so cooperative this week, but should be fine when we actually do decide to head out.  Lots of folks already ahead of us.  They just stay put while the wind blows. 

  I haven’t been taking any new photos.  I have been painting a bit.  I’m trying to paint a postcard size picture of Marmaris harbor and so far, not so good.  But I’ll keep trying.

   Several local folks, when they realize I am an American, tell me how sorry they are about the devastation in Oklahoma.  We have found the Turkish people to be very kind and caring people.  Other countries will have a hard act to follow. 

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Ru

Model Ship Exhibit at the Culture and Art Center

Merhaba,

   Yesterday morning I walked to the Arts and Culture Center.    An exhibit of model ships was in the process of being installed.  Randal was excited about seeing it (and needed a break from his boat chores) so this morning Randal, our friend Collin and I went off to see it. Before we left our boat Randal asked if I had my camera and I said yes.   I’d taken it out and put it down on the chart table to put it in my pack.    But somehow I managed to leave the camera on the chart table.  Luckily Collin had his camera and loaned it to me to take some photos.  I didn’t do justice to either his camera, or the exhibit.  But at least there are some photos to share with you.    And because “no good deed goes unpunished,”  Collin had to hunt up his camera cable because his camera card wouldn’t fit in my computer.  He first had to find the cable and then he kindly transferred the photos from his camera card to a stick for me.  Thanks Collin!

  Because the exhibition was model ships and we have a marina full of cruisers, I announced the exhibit on the morning NET.  While we were there several other cruisers stopped in to see the exhibit as well. 

Ru

Model Ship Exhibit at the Culture and Art Center

http://www.gemimodelcileridernegi.org/

is the website of the organization whose members built the models on display in Marmaris. 

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Model Ship Association exhibit poster

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http://www.gemimodelcileridernegi.org/

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Collin

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Collin patiently posing for me.

I think it helps to have someone in the photo so you get an idea of the size of the model

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Randal and Collin conferring

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Future sailors or boat builders?

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Future sailors or boat builders?

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A model of Pearl Harbor

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Model Boat Builders with Randal and Collin

I’m not sure if the women are boat builders or Center Staff, but the men insisted they be included so they are important to the exhibit.  The group had come from Istanbul; I believe we were told the exhibit is traveling around Turkey. 

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They also insisted on a second photo with me included this time.

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Model of a ship being built.

The calendar by the door has a portrait of the Titanic Captain!  The figure in the blue shirt by the boat plans is carrying a pail.  We watched for at least a minute as the pail swung back and forth.  Nothing else moved.  That fascinated Randal as we weren’t sure why it was happening.  I did accidentally kick one of the table legs and that made the pail swing faster but nothing else moved…so it’s a mystery.

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Plans for the “boat under construction.”

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Blue Nose

http://www.tourcanada.com/bluenose.htm  tells the story of this racing fishing vessel and the International Fishermen’s Race.  Below is the introductory paragraph.

    “In the early part of the 20th century, the fishing fleets in the Maritime provinces and the New England states operated under sail. The Banks were the favored fishing grounds of both Canadian and American fishermen. Their vessels were strongly constructed to weather the rigorous challenges of the North Atlantic fishing grounds but were also built for speed and holding capacity. During this era, a popular topic of discussion in the few free time hours that these fishermen had was the America’s Cup races. These had started in 1851 and were a test of seamanship between the best British and United States racing schooners. In 1919, after years of domination by the Americans, a race was cancelled because of 25 knot winds and this created much distain among the rugged Banks fishermen. They suggested that the racing schooners had become too fragile and a better test of seamanship would be a competition involving the sailing ships and men who fished the Grand Banks.”

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Such minute detail on each of the models.

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Those huge oars remind me of my Outward Bound days at Hurricane Island.

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In the hallway of the center was a small replica that kids could climb on.  This is such a cool place!