Wild beach in Icmeler - good unfulfilled expectations
After reading the laudatory descriptions of Icmeler, a neighboring town with Marmaris, we gathered there in early June, buying a cheap tour in a 3 * hotel. One of the main advantages of this place seemed to us beautifully described wild rocky corners outside the city and paid beaches with clear water and diving sites, the main plus is that our hotel does not have its own beach.
Breathed well, settled down, went to see the sea. Yes, paid beaches of other hotels occupy 95% of the coastline, yes, there are free pieces, but you can not immediately find and long walk along the waterfront under close scrutiny urged to give them 30 lira (150 UAH) for seats on sunbeds. The promenade along the beaches is connected to the bike path and you need to go timidly looking back - there can fly a scooter quickly.
They found free access to the sea on the left edge of the bay, behind the cape - dirty, pebbles, cool water, not to say cold, "but - soap is not nice, but you have to eat", climbed to swim, dive, gradually adapted to water (+21) , water as water - transparent turquoise, but not so wow (as then in Rhodes - that's really WOW! ). Once there, behind the cape, bought and no longer went there, did not like. According to the guide, we later saw for ourselves that the water in Icmeler is really colder than on the entire southern coast of Turkey, due to mountain springs and streams flowing from the mountains.
The next day we went with fresh forces to the right part of the bay to the sharp edges of the rocks, which beckoned from afar. The path passed through the city, unremarkable, except, perhaps, beautiful purple flowers on all fences and many times described canals with bridges, and then along the beaches with a magnificent view of the mountains overhanging the right side of the bay.
We went beyond the beaches, passed the marina, the road gradually went uphill, on the right hung the mountain community, on the left there were views of the bay, the surrounding mountains and Marmaris in the depths of the bay. Gone are the campsites with local vendors, located on the old ruins of a hotel, the beach there seemed to be nothing, but there was no shade and a lot of locals dove. Then the road with cars scurrying here and there, go 400 meters and ...And all ...Beautiful observation deck "merger of two seas" (panoramas from here a lot in Google), a crowd of tourists taking pictures. Then there are wonderful views of attractive secluded bays behind the cape, that's where we planned the route, but the way to them is blocked by a classic security guard booth with a dog. I just couldn't believe it: is that all? Here are those 300 meters along the sea and are those steep wild beaches of Icmeler, sung in the reports?
Well, "soap is not soap" - we go down the steep descent to the sea under the observation decks on the cape.
What I "love" the Turks for is the endless innate desire to throw stones down from observation decks, good still stones - bottles, everything below is strewn with fragments. Barely went down, got the water - well, more or less, the water is nice, clean, cool (June 6), the entrance to the water is difficult, stones fly from above. I shout, "Bitches, don't give up! " Shadow under the rocks, beautiful view around, rocks, sharp stones, not rounded, well - Feng Shui. The place, of course, is romantic, but the voices above remind us that a stone can fly at any moment, and do not allow to relax, go down and up through the thickets, too, a little strained.
Once there was enough to climb, feet scratched his hands, the next few days went to the rocks for camping, it was closer, more convenient to go into the water, under the overhanging pines, hiding from the sun. Cons - garbage, in Turkey the same pigs as in our country, also far to walk in the heat.
The water there is clean, warm these days, the bottom is uninteresting, covered with some stones, like construction debris, reminiscent of the bottom went down steeply.
The last few days we went to the city beach, for free, just spread a blanket on the pebbles. In fact, the beaches of Icmeler may be better and cleaner than in Marmaris, but these (except for the very small pieces of wild shore described above) are the simplest urban beaches - pebble bottom, fast enough to go to the depths, buoys. A typical tourist stall, as I call it. In general, I liked the holiday, but, as someone wrote - for once, the fullness of happiness was not enough.
Cape under the observation deck near the confluence of two seas
Stones for camping
View from afar at sunset on a wild part of the bay
