Greg Miller, Carina	Peter Page,  Rainbow Star

John & Joan, Seascape

Castle at Bodrum, Turkey	Josh, Studying or Playing?
A Gullet Dolphin	Ken (Julia) and Josh Being Friends
Lookin'Good at the Bodrum Market	Karen and Larry (Julia) - Veggie Market
Local Women Shopping (Pun Intended)	A Local Turk Hard At It!
Dan with his Basket of Strawberries	S/Y Julia with Guests, Kate & Laura

Two harbors in contrast Alticum and Cukurcuk could be no more different than one another.  Alticum, a Turkish vacation town, complete with Ferris wheel, amusement park, restaurants, pubs and stores was a hubbub of activity.  Cukurcuk, was the opposite, a protected anchorage in winds from the North, it had almost no activity minus the fish farms and one small restaurant for the few locals that come there.  We chose to stay at Cukurcuk since the winds had picked up considerably (out of the North) directly from the direction in which we wanted to go (of Course!)  Unfortunately, the winds changed to the NW and a swell refracted into the harbor at an angle that put the swell at a 90 degrees to the direction our boat was sitting (in line with the wind.)  So we began to rock and roll.  Saving the day, for we would have suffered with it, our friends on Julia and Sea & Wind came by to visit with us in this harbor.  They immediately deployed a line tied from their stern to the anchor line (About 1 boat length our from the bow) and wee able to move the boat facing into the swells.  Although aware of it, we had never done it being fortunate enough not to find ourselves in that situation before (except a long time ago in St. Kitts.)  Being motivated by Ken and Larry, we rigged the same line and spent a very peaceful night at anchor

Our Weather Via our APT Satellite Receiver Clear & Fine, That's a low to our NE bringing northerly & NW winds 15-20 knots.  Great for our wind generator!

Commemorative Statue of Attaturk Overlook ANZAC Forces from summit Chanuk Bair	Memorial to ANZAC Soldiers who lost their lives in Gallipoli
Gallipoli in now an Historic National Park and just recently the Turkish govenment passed a law requiring all Turkish student to visit the site at least once	The Infamous ANZAC Beach
Flowers fill the once deadly scene	The infamous Sphynx overlooking the landing site
Looking up Shrapnel Valley
Dan standing next to war memorial outside of the Kabatepe Museum	Famous statue of a Turk carrying back an injured ANZAC soldier back to the ANZAC line
ANZAC Memorial	Lone Pine Cemetary - This pine tree was grown from the original pine cone coming from the lone pine that stood on this spot

And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda When I was a young man I carried me pack And I lived the free life of the rover From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in 1915 my country said: Son, It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun And they sent me away to the war And the band played Waltzing Matilda When the ship pulled away from the quay And amid all the tears, flag waving and cheers We sailed off for Gallipoli It well I remember that terrible day When our blood stained the sand and the water And how in that hell they call Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well He rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shell And in five minutes flat, we were all blown to hell He nearly blew us back home to Australia And the band played Waltzing Matilda When we stopped to bury our slain Well we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs Then it started all over again Oh those that were living just tried to survive In that mad world of blood, death and fire And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive While around me the corpses piled higher Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head And when I awoke in me hospital bed And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead I never knew there was worse things than dying Oh no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda All around the green bush far and near For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs No more waltzing Matilda for me They collected the wounded, the crippled, the maimed And they shipped us back home to Australia The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay I looked at the place where me legs used to be And thank Christ there was no one there waiting for me To grieve and to mourn and to pity And the Band played Waltzing Matilda When they carried us down the gangway Oh nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared Then they turned all their faces away Now every April I sit on my porch And I watch the parade pass before me I see my old comrades, how proudly they march Renewing their dreams of past glories I see the old men all tired, stiff and worn Those weary old heroes of a forgotten war And the young people ask "What are they marching for?" And I ask myself the same question And the band plays Waltzing Matilda And the old men still answer the call But year after year, their numbers get fewer Someday, no one will march there at all Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me? And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billabong So who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me? © Eric Bogle Credits: Bogle, Eric, And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda, sung by Eric Bogle 1980. Released EMI 1982. From the collection of ScreenSound Australia, the Screen and Sound Archive, MAVIS 82399.

Waltzing Matilda Marie Cowan (version 3) Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong Under the shade of a Coolibah tree And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he watched and waited til his billy boiled You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he watched and waited til his billy boiled You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me Up rode the squatter mounted on his thoroughbred Down came troopers one two three Whose that jumbuck you've got in the tucker bag? You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he watched and waited til his billy boiled You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong You'll never catch me alive said he And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.   Glossary of Terms Waltzing - walking along a bush track Matilda - a bedroll Swagman - an unemployed drifter Billabong - Aboriginal word for a waterhole Coolibah - Aboriginal word for a type of Australian tree Billy - a tin with a wire handle used for boiling water and heating food Jumbuck - Aboriginal word for sheep Tucker Bag - bag containing food (tucker) Squatter - a landowner Troopers - Policemen - Policemen .