For those who like to relax in cleanliness, silence and get to know Turkey. Part 4
It is only 130 km from Dalyan to Gelemysh, but we decided to leave early, because there is something to see along the way. Firstly, Fethiye, densely built up, but quite quiet and clean. The beaches are located in the northwestern part, not very wide (about 15m), but all clean, equipped, along the beach - a promenade with an endless number of restaurants and hotels, mostly 2-3 floors. Even further away, the beaches become almost deserted, where the pebbles are small, where they are large, and where there is sand. Southwest of Fethiye, first along Ataturk Cd. , then along Fevzi Cakmak Cd. you will find yourself on a peninsula where you can relax without fuss, in silence and in the shade of pine trees, climb the mountain - a magnificent view of the bay and Fethiye. Recommended, we love it! Further - to Oludeniz, where, in our opinion, is the best beach in Turkey of all that we have visited - amazing in purity and color (turquoise) water, a bay surrounded by mountains, one of which is called Babadag - from it parachute flights are carried out at an altitude of almost 2 km, and the Butterfly Valley is not far away. Olu Deniz Bay is a national ( Milli ) reserve, the purity of the coast and the water in it delights, everyone can swim - from those who still cannot walk to those who can no longer. In the shade of trees, the heat is not enough (in the sun it was 48 ° C), the beach is pebbly, turning into a sandy lagoon, the depth is different - for every taste. Entrance fee - 15 lira, set on the beach - 20 lira. There are cafes, showers, etc. , we stayed until 17-00, even forgetting that we were going to Gelemysh. We drive - along the D400 road, which from Kalkan becomes quite winding and the most beautiful of all that we had to travel in Turkey.
Before reaching Gelemysh 10 km, we had to brake sharply and drive back a hundred meters - a sign flashed with the familiar name Xantos - we were there. Knowing a little about this ancient capital of the Lycian state, it was impossible not to walk around its remains, imagining how the soldiers defended their city and, without surrendering to the enemies, burned their wives and children, and died themselves.
