Majestic Mount Ararat

Just like Yeravan, the plains we cycled through now, always close to the turkish border, were dominated by Mt. Ararat, of which i made a looot of pictures... It's a bit hard to see, but following this traktor ploughing the field, there was a bunch of crows and two storks, hopping behind, lurking for worms … Continue reading Majestic Mount Ararat


“We can’t stop here, this is Hazelnut Country!”

The next day, when we resurrected from our deep sleep, it was snowing in Akkuş. We still had 60km to go to the Black Sea, and it didn't exactly seem like it was all going down hill. So we hitched another truck going around halfway. The views out of the truck's window were spectacular, although … Continue reading “We can’t stop here, this is Hazelnut Country!”