Sunday 9th October – Keçiborlu – Sandikli 42.26miles.

​Started out at 11am – which seems to have become the habit when escaping hotels in the morning, what with trying to get the wifi to work and upload a few photos. 
 
The road was mostly undulating today.  I am getting to know the D-650 intimately following its wide, smooth tarmacked, wide shouldered progress leap frogging across Turkey from largish town to largish town.     I went gently up for a half mile then faster down for another.  Old friends chicory and that fuzzy leaved yellow flowerd plant were back in the verges again. 
The surrounding land had become seriously agricultural, with stalls spaced fairly regularly along the verges, selling sacks of potatoes and onions. 
 
The weather was decidedly English: just like our summers.   Warm, but not unbearable, intermittent sunshine as the sun played hide and seek in the clouds.   A brisk breeze is still trying to knock me off my bicycle on occasion.   The nights are chilly enough to need a light duvet as opposed to the sheet that has been more than adequate up till now.    268 miles to go – not quite half way, but nearly. 
 
I haven’t seen any road kill for a while – does this mean there are fewer mammals around?  (NB I live to regret writing this over the next few days).
I occasionally smell the unmistakable smell of decomposing bodies, but mostly a floral perfume mixed with diesel fumes.