

Nimara Yachts
Fourteen boats, two offices and a name taken from the island that closes the mouth of our bay.

Photographs and video from the Carian coast since 2010 — the boats, the bays, the crews and the seasons behind Nimara Yachts.

Born in Marmaris in 1996, in a town where the marina is the main employer and everybody's father has a story about a boat. Primary school at Kenan Evren; then, at an age when most children are choosing a language class, a maritime college in Malta. Economics in Milan afterwards, which turned out to be the part he uses least and regrets least.
He holds a Turkish seafarer's book and a yacht master's licence, and he did the work in the order the sea prefers: deckhand first, then mate, then captain. Somewhere in there he founded Sparkles Yachting, which grew to a fleet of twenty-seven boats and, at its height, ran seven large yachts serving D Maris Bay on the Datça peninsula — the same water Nimara works today.
He speaks Turkish, English, Russian and Italian, which on this coast is less a talent than a job requirement. He now splits the year between Marmaris and Chicago: the boats and the crews on one side, the contracts and the American season on the other.
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Fourteen boats, two offices and a name taken from the island that closes the mouth of our bay.

Late October, the golden sand to ourselves, and water still warm enough to swim at seven in the morning.

Papers, patience and a two-hour crossing. Panormitis at dawn is still the picture I show people when they ask why this coast.

Two winters in the yards at Bozburun while a boat we had ordered took shape. Iroko on oak, and four men who had done it their whole lives.

Sixteen weeks on a 24-metre gulet out of Netsel, learning the coast one bay at a time. Nobody tells you the first season is the one you remember.

Tell us the dates and the number of guests. We reply with availability, a full price breakdown and a 72-hour hold on the boat.