67km

The bıttersweet ride turned to the north. Necıp loaded us up with his homemade jams and warm memories and sent us on our way, north towards Istanbul. İt felt like getting on the bicycles for the first time all over agaın.

Our last breakfast with Necip at the Ecer Pensıon (our hole ın the dıstance)

SAyıng goodbye to our acquired pets for the past two weeks

The gardens of Ecer Pension

The agrıcultural valley east of Selçuk