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Kingfisher Alert
September 08, 2009 Last nights steak needs some working off today so we set about looking for some push bikes to rent. The first place that we try, as suggested by the guide book, no longer does them. But the shop next door does; and 5 minutes later we are cycling off to Gokbel. No deposit, just our names, hotel name and our room number… And all for 10TL/day per bike.We christened the bikes “Turkey” and “Lurky”. Mind you, within about a mile I realise that the brakes don’t work on my bike and as I crash in to the back of Sam a spoke snaps and shoots into the gears. I wind it round the other spokes, Sam patches her leg up the best she can and we carry on. We went to see the Sulungar Lake, which we have passed in the dolmus to the beach. It’s about 6 or 7km from Dalyan, just before the road climbs up the mountain to the little village of Gokbel. There is an interesting riverside restaurant en route as well, called Golbasi, which we later find out is Turkish for riverside. It's a lovely quiet spot and I suspect doesn’t get much passing trade. Here I satisfy all my Kingfisher photography requirements, taking about 40 shots. There are also loads of terrapins in the river that you can feed bread to. As well as ducks, peacocks, cats, dogs and rabbits. And the food is good too, but we are bit hot and bothered to eat what we order from the cycling. I blame the potholes. You have to grip tightly to stay in the saddle and are pretty tensed up when you get off the bikes. Their fresh pomegranate juice is amazing though. We get through a couple of those each and 2 litres of water before setting off again. Most of the road from Dalyan to the beach is pomegranate orchards. As we cycled back we are amazed to hear distant thunder and over the mountains a very large cloud formation is building up. The TV in the hotel reception had been showing scenes of flash floods in Istanbul for the previous two days and when we get back to the hotel there is some concern that we will get the same amount of rain fall in Dalyan. I’m more concerned that we will get any rain at all. I can stay at home to get rained on! We needn’t fear [today] as there is a small shower when we get back to the hotel and in an hour it has all blown over. Tonight’s meal is at Metin Pide, where we are greeting by one of the “cheeky chappy” waiters who insists on saying stuff like “Alwight” to us. He actually sounds more Australian than the cockney accent I assume he is trying to affect and after a while it gets a bit grating. But when he decides to sit down and chat to us at the end of that night it becomes apparent that he genuinely thought we were another couple that he had seen a couple of nights previously and thought he was continuing a joke with. He must have thought we were incredibly rude or stupid until then! Other than most of the staff being slightly arse-ish the food was good. But the dishes were way too big. We just had garlic mushrooms and bread to start and Sam had what I think was called Daner Kebab, which was a very spicy oven dish. I had a lamb dish in a clay pot that would have been more than adequate for two. It was similar to a casserole really and bloody lovely… So much so that I managed to eat it all somehow. Must have been all that cycling! Categories: Food & Drink, Travel See my flickr set: Turkey 2009 Comment | Permalink Comments: Post a Comment
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