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was musing again last night as I do & wondering how many words I have written in this blog, it must be pushing 10,000– it feels like a dissertation but more fun. It's quite a commitment but I think I shall miss it when I stop in an odd way...there's another 40 odd...
I found the disposal point for the chemical toilet...in the area that in the process of being developed..sat on it's own. They don't have a clue...
Off we go after a lengthy goodbye to Yasin who was, by this time, overly friendly if you see what I mean. The old road for 16km through forests next to the river & the bridge whose base had washed away in the storms & a government chappie with a theodolite was doing his thing. Then onto the main road again; the area over the mountain opened up into a vast flood plain which was just covered in greenhouses, acres of them providing all the salads & vegetables for the region & beyond probably.
Then the coastal road – wow! The road cut from the mountainside & for the most part down by the sea. We stopped briefly to
look at a remote beach which had a number of cars in the layby & sun umbrellas on the beach with the bluest of waters. Nobody seemed interested in the gorge 50k away which was full of super perfumes from goodness knows what up the rock face.
Onto Kas – past the marina, down a lane & the best Turkish campsite by a country mile. It's a mix of little cottages & spaces for motorhomes & tents that go down to the rocks below which has a little bar / restaurant & steps to go into the sea. There is also a cabin for diving equipment as a boat moors here for excursions out to wrecks I guess? Out in the bay is a Turkish mine sweeper, moored only about 150m offshore. Took a couple of pictures then Cathy reminded me I could probably get arrested for such wanton behaviour. I had flashbacks of 'Midnight Express' & put my phone away...
It is obviously quite an 'in' place as there are a few young campers & quite a few couples / groups out for the afternoon as it's Saturday. Set up, had lunch & walked into town.
It was lovely – yes, a seaside town with a harbour, marina, restaurants, bars & little tack shops (tacky not horsey) but it was all tastefully done & judging by cars & clientelle it was very Turkish & very upmarket. Apparently it is on the Lycean Trail as there are so many ancient ruins along this coastline; I think it could become like Cambodia if you started visiting them – not another ancient temple. Still, there is one right behind us & jolly impressive it is too.
Opposite the town is the Greek Island of Hellos – so close you could almost touch it & puts the Cyprus situation into a little more perspective to be honest. So many Greek islands lie very close indeed to the Turkish land mass....
There are two very nice chaps in a cottage behind us – just saying. Also received a lovely video of Arthur in his wedding outfit- missing the little chap enormously...
The electrickery here behaves itself so the fridge is now OK but I'll need to investigate another bottle & adapter for the Turkish leg home & sell it before the border - probably in Cyprus with my
friendly Yapi Market man (hardware shop)
It would have been very nice to stay here another night but the navigator (compliance) tells me have a way to go yet & need to move on to our target of Silifke for Tuesday evening. Oh well...
Soon time for tea – no bbqs allowed so it'll have to be the gas burner – chicken & lamby chops, mmm but first need to set the Dyson for tomorrow – I think a treck of about 270km.
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