This is a couple thousand feet lower than the Central Anatolia plateau, but plateau-like terrain shows up every once in a while, like in this area south of Mut, where white, sandy ridges with little or no shrubbery were reminding me where I had been just a few days...
Monday morning on the road through a village called Karadiken I spotted Yunus and his family making yulafli bread. I stopped by to say hello and have a chat. Yunus is a farmer growing apricots, olives, and a few grapes. He and his wife, shown here holding one of their...
I spent three days walking the Goksu river, a river that drains into the Mediterranean sea at Silifke. I took this photo Monday, the first of the three days.
Sunday night (2 December) I camped in an apricot orchard south of Mut. I had hoped to make it a few kilometers further than this on Sunday, but I was just having so much fun hanging out with the cops, and there was so much food, and there was that hot shower, how...
I stopped by to say a quick hello to the traffic cops just outside Mut, in a village called Palantepe. Like it did a few weeks ago in Icericumra, my quick hello turned into a couple hours hanging out at the precinct station. How could I resist, what with the cops...
I didn’t eat at this restaurant this time around, I just stopped in to say hello. My friend Christian and I ate here when we passed through Mut about 3 weeks ago. Left to right are Yusuf, Aytekin, and Burhan. They got a big kick out of my returning to say hello,...
Stopped for tea with Huseyin in Mut. Huseyin is a big fan of life in Mut, telling me that Mut is heaven. He sent me on my way with a pomegranate, and a request that I send him this photo via Facebook. Unfortunately, Huseyin, I lost the piece of paper that had your...
Chatted with Ibrahim, Ramazan, and Fatih at Mut’s Tunasan Zeytinyagi Fabrikasi (Tunasan Olive Oil Factory). Ibrahim is a mathematics teacher at a high school in Mut. His school has 800 students, and this year 20 of them will get to take a field trip to Spain....
Originally I got this solar charger for my phone, but it was never one of my “go to” tools. It took a full day to get half a charge, and that half a charge would only charge my phone halfway, and half a charge on that phone barely lasted half a day. So as...
Yesterday, on the second day of my descent from Sertavul Pass, I stopped in for a couple glasses of tea and some chat at a village called Gecimli, a small town with a population of a couple hundred people. The owner of the tea garden mentioned to me that he had seen...
This is Ramazan, maker of breakfast this morning for a hungry foreigner who showed up out of nowhere carrying a big backpack, speaking pidgin Turkish, and greedily scraping every crumb off of every plate like some kind of starved homeless person. There are 30 goats...