I’ve beaten Captain Kenny by a long mile: it’s 6.30pm and I’m ready for bed, teeth brushed and stomach full of rice and vegetables. I’m camped out in the open, completely visible from the main road on one side and a village on the other. I feel isolated and ‘hidden’ enough though, as it would be hard for anyone to discern who I am and what I’m doing. This is because I am in the middle of farmland surrounded on all sides by at least a kilometre of stubbly, yellow, dry grass. I thought some people working in some fields about 700m away might come for a stickybeak, but I have been left alone. It is not as cold as last night, but still pretty cool.
As I was packing up camp in the morning I received several visitors, one human and the rest beautiful big dogs. The human was a police officer who had spied the tent as he drove by. He was friendly and didn’t seem worried by my presence. The ride was nice, but made challenging by a strong headwind. It was a direct westerly and I’m concerned that it is a prevailing wind that I will have to battle every day as I cross Turkey. When I stopped to film a ride past, a friendly man stopped and gifted me with a fresh bread roll, three mini tubs of jam ad a paper cup full of olives. These became lunch number one. Lunch number two was my usual tomato and cucumber sandwich with a piece of fruit.
|Distance ridden today||91.52km|
|Average cycling speed||16.1kph|
|Total distance ridden||24,839km|