Its July and very hot here now, mid 40’s most days, we thought a nice long run to Bodrum would be in order, its a good 4 hour trip each way if you dont need to stop for a fag every 30 minutes. One of the “Quaint” traffic laws in Turkey is that all motorbikes are restricted to 70 KPH (44 MPH) needless to say most bikers in Turkey are constantly stopped and contribute vast amounts of money to the police benevolent fund.
The black tape over the filler cap key hole prevents the petrol bubbling out and spraying me when the tank gets hot in the sun with the engine running, a small modification but a good one!
Our moody camera took a few hours off again, so not many pics of the views and fag stops.
Bodrum in the distance.
We chanced upon a pension right in the center of town.
I really love this bike, even though she’s a cheap Chinese copy of a Yamaha Virago, she does all that’s asked of her and returned about 65 MPG on the run up here, petrol prices in Turkey at this moment are almost 7.50 Pounds a gallon (12 USD) The paint and bodywork are dire but the engines on these Chinese clones are good for the money.
We stayed in the room for an hour to cool down and take advantage of the included tea and watermelon.
The view from our balcony over Bodrum marina.
We had a walk around town, Bodrum castle in the distance.
St.Peters castle, built by good old English Crusaders Centuries ago.
The Mrs. found the bazaar (Moody camera again) and unfortunately I had to endure 5 hours of being dragged around a multitude of tat shops and stalls before I was allowed to eat.
I ordered International cuisine, English steak and chips in a Chinese restaurant in Turkey!
The next day I wanted to explore the castle.
The chapel above was built by King John in the 13th century, the tower had the top lobbed off in the 1980’s and converted to a minaret, very few Christian symbols are allowed in Turkey, people thinking and deciding for themselves would never do!
After photo posing, more exploring.
The evening was spent in the bloody Bazaar again, not much storage space left in the bike now. Next day it was back on the bike and a run to Ephesus, Mary’s house and the Tomb of St.John the Baptist.
First up is Mary’s house (Jesus mother) Had my doubts if this was genuine as its a fair old way from Israel, so searched the Vatican website and they say it is, apparently she fled the Holy lands by boat after the Crucifixion.
Franciscan Nuns run the place supported by American charities.
Prayers are written by people and pinned,tied,taped to the wall around the house.
I already have a genuine fake watch but know where to come now when it breaks!
The tomb of St.John the Baptist, I must confess, I thought it would be grander.
Next up is a little run to Ephesus then back to Bodrum.
The Ephesus library is quite magnificent.
Follow the footprints to the brothel.
Off back to Bodrum and the hotel for a shower, been a long sweaty day walking around.
Yes, I am proper, proper sun-burnt!
The long run back to Dalaman.
The usual slippy melted tar on Mugla hill.
Nice photo of my genuine fake watch!
And home again, this is the longest run so far on this bike, several hours each way, it took longer to get home because of rock bum and dead legs, torture on motorbikes is part of the fun!