Day 168: Bandirma to Biga

Riding across the plains 

A really pleasant day on the main highway across the rolling plains of Turkey. There was very little traffic and we rode through the fields of wheat, olive groves and the grasslands dotted with purple thistles, red poppies and some yellow flowers that I really should know the name of.

Early on, we climbed out of Bandirma through their faux battlements. All of twenty years old I’d say.

More attention from dogs, but they are a lot louder than they are effective (thankfully)

Lunch was in the “church hall” to a mosque, with one of the most tuneful calls-to-prayer we’ve heard (and we’ve heard a lot!) They also had a pretty hi-fidelity PA, which helped.