For the past few days I had been walking with the river to my right. About 15 kilometers (9 miles) before reaching Silifke today, the road crossed the river. This is that crossing.
In this photo the river runs from right to left.
On the other side of the bridge, shortly after the road curves and resumes following the river, I ran into a woman making the local version of gozleme (elsewhere like a grilled pancake, but around here it is rolled up like a burrito), and stopped for some tea and a bite to eat.