Michael Eierle - Germany to India, Pakistan and Iran, Germany to Turkey - Return Trip - Turkey
Turkey - From Dogubayazit to Kas!
The next morning the sun shone again above Dogubayazit but it was quite fresh. The last 12 days we drove through a temperature difference of 45 degrees C and we wanted the heat back. After a decent breakfast in the sun we visited the Ishak Pasha Palace above.
In the afternoon we rolled over the lonely Tenduruk pass with 2650 m altitude along the Iranian border to Van. It's just 170 km and the only region where little boys threw stones. The Van-lake lies at an altitude of 1700 m and shines turquoise-blue because of it's high soda contends. It's a fantastic view, the blue lake surrounded by snow covered mountain peaks.
We got a nice warm room in a hotel in the city center for 22$. The bikes were locked in a tea garden beside. We relaxed for two days, went shopping and enjoyed my favorite: Kebab yogurtlu.
Next morning we followed the road along the Van-lake to Tatvan. Then straight ahead via BingÃ¶l to Elazig. Altogether 500 km and three passes between 1650 m and 2250 m through the Anatolian Highlands. Wide countryside, beautiful views, but still very fresh.
We stood in the new and friendly Varan hotel for 18$ the double with save car park.
Big, warm rooms and friendly stuff. It's in the center of the city. Elazig is nothing special and if you need any information here, it helps a lot to speak German.
At day 6 in Turkey we were on the way to Malatya. 100 km after Malatya we stopped at an idyllic bridge over a little river to shut one of these bike-on-a-bridge-from-down-side-up-with-babbling-water-Hamilton-is-still-ali ve-phot os. We saw some little ponds around with lots of fish in it. And an open-air-kitchen with a smoking BBQ grill. The stomachs said yes and half an hour later we enjoyed fresh, barbequed fish. Extremely delicious and for 3$ only.
Ben and Nick must have smelled it. Surprisingly they passed by and the ponds lost two more inhabitants.
At the evening we arrived together in GÃ¶reme, all day long the dark clouds in the back. This is the region with the biggest natural phallus-symbols in the world. We pitched the tends at the Paris-Camping, close to GÃ¶reme town. The night was cold and Rosi's sleeping bag too thin. Next day we moved into a room on the campground. Ben and Nick left us after a long breakfast.
The afternoon I spent with removing, cleaning and fitting the Dominator's carburetor, because the bike still needs more than 7 liter per 100 km. What a pain.
Handicapped arms and fingers would help a lot to do this job. How do the designers of these bike look like?
Next day Rosi and I cruised around the GÃ¶reme Valley. Very impressive all these deep caves made by men. People live in these caves. These sometimes really homely 'flats' have always a temperature of 15 degrees. Doesn't matter how hot it is or how much snow lies outside.
The evening we spent with the campground owner in his office. He lived long time in Germany before. It was very funny listening his stories about Germany from the Turkish view. And of course we enjoyed Raki, a special Turkish anis-brew.
Tired of the cold we left GÃ¶reme two days later. We rushed down to the south coast via Nigde. All the way down to Kizkalesi and Silifke, the road is like a German Autobahn. When we left the Anatolian Highlands it became warmer and warmer.
Finally we had 35 degrees.
In Kizkalesi we got a reasonable room for 10$ directly at the main road.
Earplugs helped us to survive the night.
Next day we made 350 km through postcard panorama along the coast road to Alanya.
I can't speak about riding. It was more dancing on raw eggs. The roads, especially the bends, are slippery like hell and we found it not great fun riding bikes in Turkey.
Be careful all around Turkey. I met some bikers this trip, kissed the road in Turkey.
Alanya was too crowded and touristy and we escaped 50 km further to a pension at the beach, close to Yesilkoy. Here I was last year with Tim, a Scottish guy on a 500cc Enfield India on his way to India. You can call this region little Germany.
There are plenty of hotels for German-all-inclusive-tourists. Everything is signposted in German. You can pay in DM, the vendors and hotel stuff ask for the prizes principally in German currency. We were a bit frustrated. Sure we were on the way back home, but that home came so early?
After two days relaxing (Rosi still had a cold and her birthday) we rode 400 km, passing endless hotel-cities for the mass tourism slaughter, via Antalya to Kas our last destiny.
Here we hanged around, enjoyed the sun, 35 degrees, the sea, the beer, the good Turkish food and our comfortable camping place in the shade.
Sonja and Klaus from Germany with their Unimog-truck camped beside us. We enjoyed this paradise for more than two weeks.
Next time I tell you about the final trip back to Germany.
More to Come...but never did :(
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