Early in the morning, having said goodbye to Akhmet Pasha, and thanking him for his hospitality and kindness, I left Brussa, towards Lake Adumyuntu, through which the Ryndak River flows. I was in a hurry and didn’t stop anywhere, for fear of not catching my ship. At that very moment, Ed Ryndak flows out of the lake, I left the horses, and rasilatileya with my retinue, that is, I gave the horopy bakchiz sefm to the bailiffs of Akhmet who served with the myth. They were satisfied, one by one they came to me and kissed the hem of my coat. A wide flat-bottomed boat was waiting for me. I, Francesco, my interpreter, and my servant, got into it and sailed down the Ryndak. The river wriggled incessantly. Along its banks a lot of livestock grazed: buffalos, cows, camels and sheep. This painting gave life to the landscape. From the noise of our oars, ducks and waders constantly flew out of the reeds along the banks; Closer to the sea I saw swans, but these were not afraid of us and allowed the boat very close to Seb. Although I had a gun with me, it never even occurred to me to shoot at them: I admired, on the contrary, their stately posture, their beautiful movements, and paid for their death, or carelessness, by treating them in the most peaceful manner.
I don’t know why Tournegord calls Ryndak Granik; Did he recognize the width of this river with its famous name; but in the village of Granik itself, marked by Alexander’s first victory over the Persians, it is not here: it is further to the west and much closer to the center of the Idai Mountains. Chateaubran incomparably marked its geographical location.
The sea became visible, and we soon swam to the mouth of the river. The groom of Kosmos's daughter kept his word; he was waiting for me with his little boat, and I immediately boarded it. We weighed anchor, and the rowers quickly got to work. Six excellent young men rowed together, and as soon as we moved away from the shore, we raised the sail. The story was favorable; I was afraid: a small boat, without a cargo, and a huge sail frightened me: with the slightest gust of wind it was very easy to capsize. But my Greeks laughed and assured me that it was impossible to have good weather: we flew! Soon the island of Kalolimno remained on our right hand, and we were quickly approaching the Kizichesky Peninsula; at noon we sailed along its shore. The lighthouse was already visible on the island of Marmara when it became quiet; we went rowing again, through the strait, between the Kizichesky Peninsula on the left side and the island of Marmara on the right. here, on the shore of the Propontis, Granik (now Utsvola-su, near the Turks) flows into the sea. Not seeing the Messina ship, I became thoughtful. We started having lunch; the rowers rested and walked mournfully. The morph was completely calm. Suddenly Nikolaki, the owner of the boat, saw a ship standing motionless on the other side of the island, at its westernmost tip. I was ordered to immediately take to the oars, and to my inexplicable joy we soon recognized Mentor, the same Messinian ship on which I had agreed to sail to Constantinople: he was delayed at first by the nasty armored vehicles, and now there is calm, and he, as if by order, was waiting for me before entering the Dardanelles. We soon got to know each other; The captain and sailors waved their handkerchiefs at us, and two hours before evening we landed at the ship. I paid Nikolaki, sent him a pair of Constantinople shoes embroidered with gold, his nevfst5, and moved onto the ship.
Our ship moved forward very quietly, completely without wind. He walked only with the flow of the strait into which we entered. We were located between Pakpie (Rabo Raipo) on the European side, and Irapusom (TKara-Bya on the Azlyat side. There is another strait here: there are 46 versts in it. Many writers believe, and most likely, that in this area Alexander and his army crossed to Azya when he marched against the Persians. Further on the right hand is Gallipoli, the ancient Kallipolis. The destruction of this town was so profitable that all the Sovereigns who wanted to take possession of Erakei first tried to occupy it. Justinan ordered the construction of extensive stores in it to supply ammunition and supplies to the troops guarding the entrance to the Propontis; and now the Turkish fleets, going to the Archipelago, immediately receive crackers and gunpowder. On the left bank I recognize the ancient Lamnisacus in Lansaki, and I rejoice at its fertile heights: they are covered with vineyards, as they were in ancient times, when Xerxes gave this place to Demistocles.