The southern high winds of the Greek god Notos were blowing favorable for The Star Clipper, following the ancient trade routes from Rhodes to Halicarnassus. If you were a Classical Greek mariner or philosopher or historian you would have known Bodrum, Turkey as the port of Halicarnassus, on the Ceramic Coast, now the Turquoise Coast, in the region of Caria, but now the Gulf of Gokova, in Asia Minor.
Halicarnassus had a long and rich history, with each wave of invaders leaving their mark on the fishing village that the Carians originally founded after the Trojan War (at the time Troy was a Greek city). Achilles and his Pythian fleet no doubt provisioned here before bobbing farther up the coast to their fate near the Dardanelles, named after the Greek king of the same name. The Dorian Greeks occupied the port and peninsula around 7th century B.C.
It is rumored that Queen Cleopatra of Egypt spent a summer season in the harbor on her royal barge and certainly she was shopping for bazaar bargains. The Knights was one of the first multi-cultural armies so I climbed as far as possible in the highest castle tower — The French Tower, and the smaller English Tower and Italian Tower. One bastion was the final defense tower in case the walls were breached; crenulated battlements were all around. A set of steep and worn stairs took me down to a small courtyard. A doorless dungeon split off into the dingy and dark bowels of the underworld, dead-ending where prisoners also dead-ended.
— Feature and photos by Kriss Hammond, Editor, Jetsetters Magazine.