After ascending and descending Mt Olympos to view the Eternal Flames, it was on to lunch at the seaside village of Cirali and then the ruins of Olympos.
Eucalyptus to make us homesick |
Malia aka Betty showing me how to train local cats |
Cirali reminded me very much of the small seaside towns in Victoria and NSW, with many services shut and waiting for the summer influx of tourists. As Cirali is located in the Beydaglari Coastal National Park, nestled next to beach and surrounding hills, there are development limitiations, so no big tourist resorts or buildings, but many small BnB and bunglows planted in windy dirt roads. Plenty of cafes, tour operators and small shops. Perfect for backpackers and families wanting some down time with the option of land or sea-based activities (I should be getting paid for this..).
An important part of the national park is the 3 kilometre long beach, which is an important breeding ground for Caretta caretta - loggerhead sea turtles. Ecological tourism helps protect these turtles, and the beach is punctuated by large poles, marking out turtle nests.
After our lunch in a small cafe, we drove half way up the beach and naively I suggested we could walk from there to the southern end of the beach to see Olympos, ignoring Ian's comments that we would have to cross a small stream. How hard could it be?
The sand of this beach is described somewhere as fine-grained sand. Pffff - the 'walk' was mostly a case of ankle wrenching wobbles over course-grained sand held in place by large pebbles evolving into small rocks. Very Crunchy. We came to small stream coursing out of the hills and onto the beach. In reality it wasn't that bad, but certainly there was no way around getting your feet wet - if you're 5 foot nothing. As I tackled this part, a very helpful dog came bounding and therefore splashing up to me to give me encouragement. Wonderful. Why didn't I listen to Ian, and we drive around the village a couple of Ks to get to the site the correct way??
But it was worth it. Walking along we looked along the beautiful beach, imagining a moored boat in the corner, and then spying a castle on the cliffs above us. I was suitably impressed, thinking this was Olympos itself. I was wrong - again.
The Acropolis/Castle - full points to Malia for getting this shot looking up into the sun in poor light |
Passing the cliff we turned right onto a boardwalk next to the Akcay Stream and immediately ooohed and ahhed over some sarcophagi in the rock next to us.
Detail of the tomb of Captain Eudomos |
The City of Olympos has a varied and chequered history, and to be honest, I'm not sure how to sum it up. Olympos is situated in a small valley between towering hills next to a small river/stream. It was re-discovered only relatively recently, and at times we were aware we were wandering on uneven pathways which were without doubt on undiscovered buldings or tombs. In fact there is no record of Olympos after the 15th century, it was left to succumb to the forces of nature and became overgrown.
Fortified window of the ruins of a chapel |
What is left of a bathhouse, tantilising unaccessible over the river |
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