Our last walking day, we miss the Likya Yolu already, it has been such a fantastic walk through culture, history and nature. Still need to tally up the actual distance covered but we estimate that we have walked at least half of the 509K.
The first part was downhill through pine Forrest.
We had plans to meet Paul our organizer, guide and general superman at noon in the upper village of Guzeleme. Quite out of character for us we were an hour and a half early. So we had some Nescafé and pears outside a little market when the family decided to harvest the rest of the walnuts.
That
meant the grandfather climbed up the ladder and bashed the tree with a huge stick so that the walnuts came crashing down, while the grandmother watched and the grandson mimiked with a stick of his own. The walnuts were gathered and left to dry in the sun.The grandmother was interested in my knitting.
Since we had time on our hands we decided to try and find the cave with stalactites when we ran into a tour of Ukranians that were also searching.
We didn't find the cave but we did find the remnants of a castle.A look back at the mountain and the saddle.
Then a change of plan from Paul, he was waking from the Roman bridge to meet us, but it was a lot longer than the 5k that the sign said, so we set off to meet him.
We were at the green flag and he was at the junction after 2 hours of fast walking from the Roman bridge. The distance by road was 5k but Along the red Lycian way more like 15k and yes an ascent and then descent or vice versa depending on the direction of walking. We met up in an hour or so.
And changed our plan to get a ride to there
An bridge after an hours additional climb.
The Roman bridge.
A sad goodbye to the Lycian way.
And also a sad goodbye to Paul.
And Suleyman from Beycik whisked us of to the big city of Antalya.
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