Goodbye Yuvacali Village. No 2

Day 2 was off to Mt Nemru by heading North with Mehmet and over the Euphrates via car ferry and then winding to almost the 2400 m summit until we walked up and up to the statues in the clouds. It was freezing and very windy - and somehow my thermals brought all the way from Bathurst for the occasion got taken out of the backpack before we left the village and repacked by Mr Busy in the big bags. Almost bearable until it started to sleet and my legs in their thin skirt went blue - but the experience was worth it.









Back down it was almost warm in the sunshine and we dried out as we walked around a Roman ruin on the top of a cliff with amazing tunnels into the limestone mountains. No one said to bring a torch !!!




Home was past an almost intact Roman bridge at the end of a deep ravine - and no tourists to be seen except an intrepid German couple who we had met a few times over the course of the day.

The rain fell on the plains too and the farmyard turned to mud - but inside was warm and the food lovely and plentiful and there were many cups of Turkish tea.

See you sooner than before

Love Wendy and Graeme