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Once
out of the Tunnel we still had the canyon to deal with.
The
road reminded us of parts of Northern Peru and Bolivia for it’s
steep narrow roads.
I
drove the last section with the knowledge of the sign saying only
2.2m high. Surely their would be a crux point. Although the overhang
in places was low and the corners narrow there was place bfore the
corners to get wide. So no problems.
We
continued following the narrow dam of the Euphrates river (Firat
Nehri). The first village we came to was quite touristy quiet
different from the other end of the tunnel which was agriculture
country.
Finally
crossing the dam we headed towards Tunceli. It was also a nice windy
road and slow.
We came upon two cyclists - German brothers to which we
offered a tow up the next hill.
This
was accepted readily so we towed them up the switch backs with them
swapping sides occasionally to ease their arms.
AT the next little town we caught up the the cyclists who’d had a great trip down. Maybe we’ll see them in Mongolia.
We
got stopped twice for police checks. In Tuncili the guy would not
accept the photocopies of the passports he wanted the originals. So
we had to dig then out. All the other checks had.
Anyway
they had thawed a bit towards the end of our encouter.
It
was pouring rain so didn’t want to get too far off the roads. Found
a spot frequented by other people on a rock ledge looking over the
Munzur river.
Just
as we were leveling, a ute pulled up behind us. John went to talk to
them in the rain and found that they were 3 guys out for a drink. The
downpour abated I grabbed a couple of glasses and accepted a glass of
wine each. The 3 Turkish guys had a bottle each and drank in from the
bottle. The had a bag of roasted chick peas for soaking up the
alchohol.
After
a chat and a talk to the teacher girlfriend by phone, and they
finishing their wine left us for a quiet night.
It had been a long days drive.
210km
210km