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Papier Mache wildlife

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Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Günaydın,

It is a good morning here. It’s supposed to rain later but just now the sun is trying to be there. I wish I could switch our weather with New England for a while. A very short while; Marmaris would come to a complete stand still, but they would get a well-deserved break.

The hat making group is progressing quite nicely. Wednesday Jane will bring her sewing machine to Sailor’s Point and stitch them together. It will be quite a fashion show when they’re done.

The papier mache exhibit at the Art and Culture Center was one of my favorite because it was so fun.

Ru

DoraMac

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My favorites

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Wouldn’t think a girl from Cape Cod would like the shark best.

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Artist Orhan Kubilay Doḡuṣ

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The man smiling is the artist’s dad.

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Jane Deborah Jill Coni

Hat Making Part 1

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Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Merhaba,

While back in Roanoke, my friend Becky and I went down to the city market to have lunch and walk through the small shops. One of those shops, “La De Da” http://ladeda.net/ had a quirky little hat that just seemed to have my name on it. I walked out without buying it but then walked back in to get it. Not buying it would have been a “regret.” Becky was cheering me on so that helped. It’s not really my usual style, so having Becky’s opinion was quite nice. I wore it to our first Wednesday craft meeting and it was a big hit. So the clever needlewomen among us suggested that we each make one for ourselves. Jane has a sewing machine so offered to do the major sewing. Jill said that she could make a pattern. Here’s part 1 of the hat story.

Ru

DoraMac

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Amazingly I haven’t lost it yet! Having a spare will be a good thing. Selfie with hat!

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Coni donated these fleece pjs for the project.

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Jane with the scissors and Jill work up the beginnings of a pattern while Fusan looks on.

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Fitting the pattern to Coni’s head.

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Coni was a very patient model

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Brain surgery?

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This will be a very fun project!

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Fusan was finishing up a sweater for Valentine’s Day! Lots of project happen Wednesday mornings. Like our paste paper and small books.

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A group of us went off to buy some fleece to make the hat liners. As the piece of material was being cut for us, I yelled, “Stop!” surprising everyone until they saw me get by camera from my pack. I plan to document the entire process so needed to show us buying the material.

Jane and Connie’s Marmaris Tour

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Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Günaydın,

   I was about to complain about yet another day of rain, but compared what the folks back home up north have to deal with, no comparison.  And I did even manage to get in a 40 minute walk between showers this morning.  One stop along my way was the woman at the boat paint shop who feeds lots of the stray dogs and cats.  I periodically stop by and chip in some TL for her to buy more food or take an animal to the vet.  Then I walked up the hill to the road out of town just to use some of my “uphill’ muscles which I noticed were very rusty on our hike last Friday.  Actually it was my lungs rather than my legs that need the work so maybe this hill thing should become a daily occurrence, at least when the rain’s not raining. 

   Yesterday Jane, Connie, Jill and I did the ‘shoppers tour of Marmaris.”   Jill is newish to Marmaris.  Jane and Connie have been here for “donkey’s ears/years*,”  so they offered to show her their favorite shops.  I went along for the company and to document the day.   (We have enough stuff to lug home to Roanoke as it is and that’s with leaving most of the furnishing on the boat for the new owners, whomever they may be.)  It was all great fun and good exercise too.

Ru

DoraMac

1st  stop  :  Le Shop  Turkish Arts and Crafts

Ali Atabey owner  (Ata means father and Bey means man making for an interesting last name. Like Ataturk, is Father of Turkey.)

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Jane, Connie and Jill

Hard to see them, but the puppet looking things in the window are made from camel leather.  I might have to have one before we leave.  

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They are a bit translucent so we were surprised that they were made from camel leather.

At Sunday night’s potluck Jane brought some hors-d’oeuvres made from camel sausage which was quite good actually.  If I could eat yak in Tibet, no reason not to eat camel in Turkey.

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Camel bone boxes which are decorated inside as well.  In New England whale bone was used once upon a time.

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Ali wasn’t there; his father happily let us browse and me take photos.

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Like being in Aladdin’s cave.

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The hand-embroidered pillow covers are very tempting too.

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Less fun, but necessary; kitchen wares.  Neither Jane nor Jill found what they needed so we went off to another shop further down Ataturk Boulevard.

We’d met up at 11 am, visited Ali’s and the 2  household supply shops.   I was getting hungry so we stopped off for a snack.  Unfortunately they weren’t making the gὂzleme (stuffed pancakes) so we had slices of pizza instead with our Turkish tea and Nescafe.

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Yakal Pet Shop came next. 

Connie has a cat and Jane has Buttons the dog.  This is their pet shop of choice in Marmaris.

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Connie wanted a picture of the birds.  There was definitely some strange chirping after the flash went off.  (Probably bird for ‘What the hell was that?’

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Neither rain, nor rain, nor more rain…..

But there was no wind so we stayed mostly dry even with the on and off rain showers.  I think Jane might have the best legs in Marmaris!

Next was the Import Shop.  Randal and I came here our first days in Marmaris while waiting for DoraMac to be delivered back in April 2011.  We stayed at the Dost Otel across the street.  The owners of the hotel and the shop are brothers.  Both very kind and helpful men.  What’s imported here is just about the opposite of what’s imported at home.  Funny how that happens.  He also sells pork products which aren’t available at many grocery shops though the Migros near the marina now sells bacon. 

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Randal and I come here for Cheddar cheese and Randal’s bran flakes cereal.

Marmaris’ version of Hallmark with cards in English.  This shop was new to me as I’d passed by but never gone in.

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The front window is home to this cat with its own cat door to get in and out!

The House of Art and Culture came next where we stopped to look at the exhibit.  Some we liked and some, not so much

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Like, Le Shop, this ceramics shop is where everyone goes. Elhamra Çini ceramic shop. Like being in a museum.

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We were offered tea, so typical of Turkish hospitality.   Near the tea is a bowl with small plastic chips in it.  When the tea is delivered, chips are placed in the bowl.  5 glasses of tea  = 5 circular chips.  After a while the shop owner takes the chips to the tea shop and settles up.  Isn’t that cool!

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Jane,  Ibrahim, Jill and Connie

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Just for us!

*http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/donkeys-years.html

Friday Hike

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Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Merhaba,

    This past Friday a group of us went on a hike lead by John, a British xpat who has lived here about 5 years (if I remember correctly.)  Like most Brits, he is a walker/hiker.  Not knowing our strengths or weaknesses for that matter, he started us out on a moderate 5 mile hike.  The weather gods smiled and it was a perfect day.  Randal, with a list of boat chores, stayed behind and worked very hard.  I think we were equally pooped by the end of the day.

Ru

DoraMac

Friday Hike on the Southern Aegean

“Located on Reşadiye peninsula of the holiday town of Marmaris, the Bördübet cove is a small fishing and beekeeping village. Bördübet faces the Gökova Gulf and is surrounded by dense forests. Like many other coves in the area, it has a unique nature. Golden Key Bördübet is 27 kilometers from Marmaris and 55 kilometers from Datça.

Bördübet, which means “bird’s bed,” was aptly named by English soldiers who hid in this cove (during WW 1) many years ago. The area is home to many species of birds, including rock doves, goldfinches, nightingales, piscivorous  (eating mostly fish)  birds, sparrow hawks and many other kinds of birds. It is perfectly safe to watch and listen to the birds, but if you are to take a walk into the depths of the forest, it is better to first consult with the local inhabitants.

The most significant feature of the cove is the river that flows through the dense pine forest and empties out into the sea. Surrounded by green pine trees, the sea makes for a wonderful view, particularly for photographers. The region provides a relaxing, stress-free haven away from the city. The place where the river meets the sea creates an interesting cove reminiscent of a small Amazon forest, with all its plant, animal and bird diversity. It is home to many wild animals such as wild boars, rabbits, squirrels, foxes, and badgers.

Because of its unique forest location, Bördübet offers rare shadows and cool weather even on the hottest days of August.  http://www.tophotelsinturkey.com/Details-Online-Hotel-Booking.asp?id=20220120626120144170

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“An extraordinary place in deep, wild forest, far removed from all jarring traces of modern Turkish development. There is a deep and deserted bay within walking distance, with spectacularly clear water and a small private beach where you are unlikely to see more than a dozen bathers at any time. There is a quiet stream and miles of lush wilderness in the background. There are no alligators, though you’d almost expect to see them here.

   The founder and ruler of Camp Amazon is Mr Güneş Tecelli, a retired journalist of legendary fame. His wit and sense of humour are evident in many small details around the camp. In addition to plenty of space to set up your tent, the grounds offer a nice swimming pool and a restaurant of considerable local fame. There are a number of extremely basic, if functional, bungalows for the tentless guests.

   There is a semi-paved road to the camp from Değirmenyanı, 14 km West of Marmaris, as well as a more scenic gravel road that branches off from the narrowest point of the Datça Peninsula and skirts close to the sea.”  http://www.kucukvebutikoteller.com/eng/amazon-club

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Marmaris wasn’t far down the highway, but the dirt road from the highway was windy and curvy and we were all a bit greenish when we arrived.  Golden Kew is a resort island which is closed this time of year so we had the trail entirely to ourselves.

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Starting out was flat by a lovely farm area on one side and scrub covered hills on the other.

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John, our hike leader, pointed out the floating pieces of wood in the trough.  The wood is for bees to rest on while they get a drink and not drown in the process.  Also, indentions in the wood hold water also for them to drink.  Who knew?    Below is a suggestion for a bee waterer. 

“set up a water feeder by filling a pie pan with marbles and then water.  The marbles give the bees a spot to land so that they don’t drown when they come to drink”  http://www.waldeneffect.org/blog/Building_a_bee_waterer/

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We drove up and down to get to the hike’s start and then we walked along the coast and then climbed up and over and then down to where we’d started.  My lungs aren’t quite used  to “up” as all of our walking is flat along the coast most of the time.

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Very desolate and lovely but I think part of the protected Turkish National Forest.

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Not me.

This is Gamze who also has wild dark hair taking a photo of her husband Kaan walking ahead down the mountain.

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Quinn and his dad Gary having a great father-son moment.

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Dale and Jane up on the ridge.

This is a great image to use for learning to add people in the landscape of watercolor painting.  Just silhouettes.

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A final photo op; Dale with Quinn and Gary off to the side.

A small village or homestead (not sure)  just at the beginning/end of our walk. 

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A sweater or scarf from her shaggy coat would be lovely.  Or yogurt or cheese.

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Lots of bee keeping in this area.

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Wouldn’t you love to hear her stories! 

I think the walk we did was part of the Carian Trail which does have a section by Bördübet.

“The Carian Trail – named after the ancient region of Caria in south-west Asia Minor – recently opened to the public. It stretches from Bodrum and Karpuzlu, by the Aegean Sea in the west, around the Gulf of Gokova, to Icmeler, by the Mediterranean in the south-east. The new trail is already hot on the heels of the Lycian Way, Turkey’s most popular long-distance walk. But it is more than just a footpath. It links ancient roads and forgotten shepherd ways with historical sites and rarely visited villages, and forms a gateway to an authentic side of Turkey that’s rarely seen. “

http://www.independent.co.uk/travel/europe/the-carian-trail-turkey-on-two-feet-9698085.html

http://cariantrail.com/

http://nationalparksofturkey.com/marmaris-national-park/

Coming storm

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Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Günaydın,

    To all of our pals in the Northeast, please take care!  Stay warm and safe.  Hopefully this storm will blow out to sea and not be as bad as predicted.  Hopefully it will be a smaller storm than DeflateGate!

Ru

Taking Wyn on a food tour

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Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Merhaba,

    A lovely sunny day today in Marmaris.  A laundry day.  With all of the rain we’ve had and the rain that is predicted for next week, every sunny day is laundry.  Last Thurday our friend Wyn came to visit. He was fascinated with my Turkish cookbook that I’d bought as an animal shelter fund raiser (plus I liked the simple watercolor illustrations) and not because I’m much of a cook.   So each lunch time we took him off to our favorite “local” eateries away from the waterfront tourist areas.  The customers were workers on their lunch hour or school kids during the lunch break.  We were pretty much the only ‘tourists.’  We went to Aciktim for wraps, but as man does not live by wraps alone, we took him to  Kardeşler Ev Yemekleri   (Brothers House of Food.)  We did splurge one night on the waterfront for grilled fish.  (He and Randal went off on a Gwen trip to camel wrestling where I assume Wyn tried everything local along the way.)

Ru

DoraMac

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A Randal special at ‘Brothers.’

A Randal special which is a little bit of everything.  It became a Wyn favorite too, especially the eggplant.  I stuck to the wraps as mid-day my stomach can’t always handle all this variety.

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The “head” brother. 

He remembered us and that Randal liked the variety plate.  The woman in the plaid shirt is his sister who has just joined them in their larger busier restaurant.  So maybe they should change the name.  We went three days in a row and sat at the same table which was the only one available; all the others were full! Our total bill for the 3 of us ranged from 18 to 21 Turkish Lira.  Divided that by $2.33 = $8.15 divided by 3 meals = $2.70.  Really good food at what seems a very low price.  No wonder they are always busy.  And the menu changes a bit each day making it interesting.

After lunch Wyn and I took a very brisk walk to Iҫmeler, about 5 miles down the coast.  We stopped for a drink and the WC before taking the dolmuṣ back to Marmaris.

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Wyn drank a beer surfed the web while I had Turkish tea and made friends with a lovely cat. 

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Looking towards the far end of Iҫmeler

Back in Marmaris this roasting machine caught Wyn’s eye so we went to have a look.  We left with two bags of freshly roasted nuts; some covered in coarse salt and some covered with sweetened sesame seeds. 

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  Denizli Dried Fruit and Nuts Shop  Denizli is a town in Turkey so maybe they have a certain flavor to their nut processing.

Another shop also caught Wyn’s eye.  Yufka is translated as ‘thin layer of dough.”  They are used for various Turkish dishes including bὄrek,  “ a family of baked filled pastries made of a thin flaky dough known as phyllo, found in the cuisines of the former Ottoman Empire.” Wikipedia

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The baker was happy to show Wyn around and pose for some photos

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Bread in various sizes, shapes, textures and tastes is available.  My favorite is still the simit!

Our waterfront dinner at Felini’s

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We were early so Wyn and I could make the 7 pm movie at Sailor’s Point.  Winter time sees most restaurants pretty empty during the week.  It drizzled on and off while we ate, but was warm enough for us to sit outside.

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Fresh grilled sea bream that attracted the cats in the vicinity.  I gave them a bit but then our waiter sent someone with “cat food” to lure them away.  Maybe he thought they were bothering me though I tried to say I didn’t mind them at all.  Maybe they get all of the leftover head, tail and bones.

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These men were having a game of backgammon.

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Wyn leaving DoraMac for his return to Wales.

Camel Wrestling

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Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Günaydın,

   It’s a gloomy, overcast Tuesday morning here in Marmaris, but no heat needed in the boat so that’s nice. 

These are the photos Randal took at the camel wrestling event in Selcuk-Efes this past Sunday.  He took our small camera so the distance photos aren’t so great.  I’ve included links to some videos so you can see it for yourselves.

Ru

DoraMac

Camel Wrestling

Posted 02 January 2014 – 12:44 PM   by Chris Drum Berkaya

“The mighty camels of the Aegean and SW Turkey camel wrestling circuit are in full heat for the camel wrestling season running from December to March, and from Çanakkale to Kumluca( Antalya), throwing their weight against each other for their owners’ prizes of championship titles, prize winners carpets and even money.

Before they compete, the wrestling bull camels ‘tülü’, strut, spit and straddle in display in the fields beside the sports arenas where they are gorgeously decked out in enormous wooden packsaddles (havut), richly decorated with embroidery, bells, bobbles, mirrors, flags, scarves: a riot of colour and texture, crowned by the all-important peş- the cloth with the camel’s name and often its hometown embroidered for all to see. The rituals of dressing camels extends to their attentive owners and their carers – the ‘savrans’ where the orange scarves draped around their shoulders, the waistcoats and tweed jodphurs and the special leather boots proclaim them as the dandies of the  ‘deveciler’, the ones of the camels, though nowadays some prefer to put their money into the onerous costs of buying and maintaining the magnificent beasts.

They cost a proverbial fortune- to buy- an estimated 20,000TL, plus transport, kit and feed and to employ a carer, if the family members aren’t doing it. But family is usually involved and they treat their camels as part of the family. They might be with one owner for the whole span of their ‘professional’ life. The youngest camels might be broken into the saddle around 4-5 years old, and start wrestling from 6- 20 years old. A long career where injury and damage is avoided at all times, with referees and teams of handlers calling the wrestle- limited to 10 minutes, and hauling the camels off each other once a result is declared or there is too much aggression such as biting each other.

The wresting camels are not often the lean and sinewy cartage camels of the Aegean and Taurus mountains that even now sometimes carry firewood or more often terrified tourists in summer.

According to the Çanakkale professor Dr, Vedat Çalişakan who has made an all too rare study of camel wrestling, the wrestling camels are imported from Iran, Afghanistan, and the central Turkic republics, and are bred to make male camels given a special genus called ‘Tülü’. They are hybrids from crossing ‘the single-hump female Arabian camels of Dromedary species and double-hump Asian male camels of Bactrian Camel species (Camelus bactrianus)’. The dark and shaggy haired beasts are far heavier and powerful, where power and agility counts in forcing its opponent to the ground by crossing and leaning down over necks, or just shouldering to intimidate them into bolting away.

Camel-wrestling is definitely not a blood sport, and derives directly from the tussles of male camels in the wild. However the present traditional wrestling of the Aegean and SW seem to have started when the nomadic camel herding Yoruk people met the milder winter climates of the coasts, and that is the area that sees the tournaments held in the villages and the towns, where amazingly the whole family- men, women and children, young and old turn out to watch their Village favorites, socialize, picnic and enjoy the whole spectacle. And spectacle it is. Indispensable to any tournament are the roaming bands of ‘zurna’ (Clarinet) and ‘davul’ musicians entertaining the tables of raki-drinking and doner-eating tables, until they get their tips. So are the balloon-sellers, scarf-sellers, and yes camel sausage sellers, where old camels go. ( it is spicey but not bad!)

Whatever you do- don’t miss a chance to see the truly unique, traditional camel-wrestling tournament when it comes near you. The Deveciler Dernekler – cameleer associations are growing in number, possibly to take up the organizational load where the diminishing numbers of local municipalities will give up, and with the growth of internet and facebook, they have gone on-line and linked up- producing a calendar of every tournament held in the season.

Expect a heavy political presence this winter as local elections candidates glad-hand everyone around. Bodrum’s mayor will be hoping for his extended family owned camels to win at Ortakent on the 5th January, while also promoting his candidateship for the new Bodrum Peninsula post as did the Konacık mayor before Christmas with their first ever tournament. International tourists might be heading for the most famous Selcuk Tournament on the 19th January, but Kumluca in Antalya is hoping for a record-breaking attendance on 12 January, while at the foot of the Taurus mountains, near Fethiye Karaçulha is hosting  the tournament on 2 February. Look for the camel parade the day before, and if you are so lucky- an invitation to the ‘halı’ evening where all the camel owners and local organisers and politicians, meet the night before the tournament to network, drink ,dance and raise money for the tournaments’s costs.

Usual entry fee is 10tl, that partly goes to local projects.

Calendar: ( wet weather and slippery arenas are dangerous so events are ocassionally cancelled)”

http://www.turkeycentral.com/topic/19843-winter-is-camel-wrestling-season/

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Much was shrouded in the smoke from spectators’ cooking fires.

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    “They are very proud of their camels and eagerly beg you to take a picture of them standing together. Don’t believe any camel owner that tells you to rub camel spit all over your face because it is good for your complexion. Instead tell him that you will only do it,  if he does it first and then get the camera ready for the classic photo opportunity of when a joke backfires.”

http://turkishtravelblog.com/camel-wrestling-turkey/

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Connie told me that it was mostly a male spectator sport, but here’s a few women enjoying it also.

Our friend Doug in the red jacket maybe warming himself by their fire. 

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Time for a new hat

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Irene looks on as Doug models his new ‘Turkish’ hat

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Notice the orange scarves…

I have mine draped around my shoulders as I type. 

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And ancient tradition updated with cell phones

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Connie and Jane looking at the orange scarves

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He convinced her; Connie bought some too.

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Connie preparing for her special photo..

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Possibly even more of a PATS fan than you Bruce…. Possibly!?

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Traditional music and dried beef sausage hanging  in the background.  Or maybe it’s camel? 

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Turkish tailgating!  

Connie told me, “Know what it’s like?  Our tailgaiting!” Lots of food to go with the festivities which made lots of smoke from the barbecues .   (For those who don’t know, people in the US bring food and drinks and barbeque grills to sporting events.  They set up everything out in the parking lot by their cars and have a party before the game begins.)

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Waiting in the wings….

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The camel on the right has been lifted from his front feet.

“A camel can win a wrestling match in three ways: By making the other camel retreat, scream, or fall. The owner of a camel may also throw a rope into the field to declare a forfeit if he is concerned for the safety of his animal.

Camels wrestle with others in their same weight class. Camels have different tricks, and contest organizers match camels with different skills. Some camels wrestle from the right and some from the left; some trip the other with foot tricks (“çengelci”), and some trap their opponent’s head under their chest and then try to sit (“bağcı”); some push their rivals to make them retreat (“tekçi”).

A camel wrestling event involves considerable pomp and ceremony. The camels are decorated, and participate in a march through town followed by musicians on the day before the event. The actual wrestling can be somewhat underwhelming to someone not familiar with the intricacies, although onlookers must often flee from an oncoming camel that is retreating in defeat from his opponent.

In the heat of the tournament, camels spew foamy saliva in their excitement. Additionally, camels are retromingent animals, and so spectators would be advised to beware not only of flying saliva but of flying urine as well.”

http://www.selcukephesus.com/what-to-do/camel-wrestling.html   has a video link as well.

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Camels were obviously for wrestling and not for transport.

http://www.today.com/video/today/40840381#40840381  video from the Today show

art on my own

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Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Merhaba

      While Randal and Wyn (and pretty much everyone else) were off on the bus trip to Emphasus and camel wrestling I was back on DoraMac reading and creating my own paste paintings. It was so much fun when Jill taught us that I just wanted to try it again.  If you have never tried it, it’s really lots of fun.  You could then use the finished page as background for anything or cut it up to use for collage.  Anyway, it was lots of fun. 

Ru

DoraMac

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Drying in the cockpit.

I mixed some school glue with some watercolor paint.  Then I sort of wet down a page of my small art journal.  As I’d made lots of glue paint, I also got out my big sketch book and tried it there too.  I’d not intended to make a print but the page blew over so I made a print from the original and I actually like it better.  It’s the one on the right below.  The design was made with the end of a plastic spoon which had a ridge in it. You can use fingers or a comb too or the squeegees like Jill made.

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First ‘print’ on the left and second on the right just on photocopy paper.

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I then made a print from this original though  the paint had dried a bit too much on this one to make a really good print.

My ‘sort of daily’ art journal.

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Each day I write down words and pick a few to illustrate.  The first day was a toasted simit with peanut butter and Brussel sprouts….   I’d bought the white pen in Michael’s Roanoke and tried it out on my journal cover.   Sadly I’ve fallen way behind on that project but got back to it Saturday while Randal and Wyn were away.

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View from my seat at the pilot house table

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A quick Saturday morning watercolor….  Not bad….

Go Pats!   Cape Cod Connie and her partner Paul are huge Pats fans as is my friend Bruce.  I’m more a Sox fan but I’m cheering on the Pats too!  Go Pats!

Paste papers

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Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Iyi Geceler,

     Jill Wolfe on Two Oars taught art for many years and is happy to share her knowledge with our Wednesday morning group.  This past session saw folks making ‘paste papers.’  I missed the Wednesday session but was lucky to catch the following Thursday morning follow-up. 

Ru

DoraMac

“Paste paper is one of the oldest decorated papers used by bookbinders, and can be found in books that are centuries old. Going back hundreds of years (and continuing today), sometimes bookbinders would use up their leftover bookbinding paste by throwing some pigment into the paste and brushing it out on some paper to make decorative papers to then use in bookbinding. They would then make strokes or stipple patterns with a brush in the paste, or use a tools to draw or comb designs in the paper and let it dry. One of the distinctive qualities of paste paper is the rich 3-dimensional patterns and designs. This is achieved because when the paste is first applied to the paper and a pattern made in the paste, it is thick, with peaks and valleys. As the paper dries, the paste is sucked flat into the paper, leaving a 3-dimensional pattern on a 2-dimensional surface. “

https://lilbookbinder.wordpress.com/2011/01/27/paste-paper-tutorial/

https://www.library.cornell.edu/preservation/bookarts/documents/cbac_pastepaper.pdf  is a good ‘how-to’

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Jill had made up some of the ‘paste paint.’  You mix paste and color.

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Green paper was thoroughly wet down to pre-shrink the paper.

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While still wet, paste paint was applied; a design squeegeed,  and then allowed to dry

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The paper was re-wet and then a second color was applied : This was Jill’s work  You can keep adding layers as long as the paste paint doesn’t dry out in the container. 

You can see why this process was used to make the decorative end pages in books

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My first attempt where the hand is quicker than the eye of the camera.

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I chose a blue paste paint

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I wanted to avoid straight lines for some reason so did ‘finger painting.’  Actually you remove some of the paint to make the design.

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Definitely no straight lines….  Sort of Kokopelli-ish

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This one is Hannah’s I believe

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Jill had cut the design into the squeegee to make the lines in the paste paint

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Also Hannah’s

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Hannah and Jill laying them out to dry. 

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Jill working

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I made a second one, guess which one it is. 

Wednesday,  while we were ‘sea trialing’ DoraMac,  was the first paste paper session.  Thursday was a short follow-up which I went to though had to race away as our friend Wyn Jones was arriving and I’d promised to be back to the boat for his arrival.  I’ll have to collect the dry pieces another time.  Jill heroically got everything ready and organized the cleaning up too.  So fun to have an art teacher among us!

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Walking back to B-Dock on Thursday after the paste paper class.

We have had the ‘winter rains’ here for several days but Thursday night’s sunset was beautiful!

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Claes Bertha and Folke come to visit

B Dock

Netsel Marina

Marmaris, Turkey

Merhaba

   Clase and Bertha are looking for a boat.  They have been sailors for years but now are thinking a trawler would be the best option.  They came to Marmaris with their boat builder friend Folke to spend some time on DoraMac.  The weather did not cooperate!  They arrived at DoraMac on Monday in the rain and it rained and rained.  We’d planned to do a ‘sea trial’ Tuesday but the Marinaros didn’t feel it was wise to remove all of the lines crisscrossing the marina holding all of the boats safely in place.  There is no path through the water to leave the marina when the lines are tied from the bow of one boat to the bow of boats across the way.  We were told that if conditions improved, early Wednesday morning the lines would be removed and we could leave the marina.  Thankfully that happened and we were able to go out for a 90 minute cruise in the somewhat bouncy waters.  We returned, docked DoraMac, retied the lines and got everyone to the taxi for the short trip to the Marmaris bus terminal for the noon bus to Izmir where they would catch their flight back to Sweden. 

Whatever their decision will be, we really enjoyed our time with Claes, Bertha and Folke  and wish them a wonderful cruising life. 

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Women have much in common no matter where they’re from or the lives they lead.  I really enjoyed my time speaking with Bertha and wish we’d had more time.

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We took Bertha and Claes and Folke to Aciktim our favorite lunch place.

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Folke took photos of everything  inside and out! 

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We stopped at the new center where traditional arts are taught.

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Thankfully the weather cleared for several hours Wednesday morning so out we went for a very short cruise.

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Leaving the marina for the ‘test drive.”

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Claes and Bertha at the flybridge helm.