The bread boat

Yesterday involved leaving KaleKoy and making our way to Bayinder Bay near Kas, with its tall cliffs dotted with caves and rock tombs.

KaleKoy is a strange little place. There is no road and no modern development. Apparently it is mostly owned by a wealthy family who don't want it to be spoiled.

One little repercussion is that it is totally reliant on supplies coming in by boat from nearby Uçağız. We watched the women from the tiny shop, and from each of the pensions and restaurants, queue up in the morning on the old stone jetty waiting to be given their allocation of bread fresh from the delivery boat (which looked as if it spent the rest of the day as a fishing boat).