Quarantine Cappadocia through the eyes of Ukrainian tourists. Part 4
Start here: Part 1 , Части 2 , Part 3 .
The technical part with maps, links and summary of all series is located here .
Day 3. I listen to three-part songs during my morning sleep. Local birds are the first to wake up. Then the muezzin at 4 am reminds the faithful of the traditional Fajr. The latter include sonorous roosters. Such a Cappadocian symphony. Local Turkish Provence.
The sun rises somewhere behind the roofs of neighboring houses, which are not so photogenically decorated with boxes of air conditioners:
Over the rest of the city shines a blue sky. So can we forecast minutes of rain today?
Waiting for breakfast at the hotel:
Enter my personal "cave":
At breakfast, a Turkish tourist was surprised when she saw Nyavkalka and committed such violence that the Turkish woman's husband was forced to chase after her gut, trying to drive her out of the dining room. Does "kotophobia" really exist?
I go out into the city and take the already familiar road towards the Open-Air Museum:
According to the instructions from here (remember, I warned at the beginning of the story that not all information from this source is accurate) the landmark for entering the Kiliç lar Vadisi or Valley of the Swords is a tourist bus stop three hundred meters from the museum.
There are many paths, no signs, so I go at random.
I look in the local towns (note that drip irrigation is carried out wherever possible):
For some reason, again, as in the Dove Valley, I climb up. Hmm, five aren't there?
The next two hours of my life were full of ups and downs. I climbed, reached the abyss, turned, went further down, climbed again, rested in a dead end, went down, looked into all the caves along the way, went up and down again. In short, had fun as she could))
The heat is not bothering us today (we have + 19 °), so I try to use my brain to relax. The valley below. I see a trail there. The entrance is clearly somewhere. So you have to go back and start from the beginning.
I'm going to the museum again. I enjoy the scenery. A police car stops nearby. I receive remarks for the lack of a face mask. I pull on the mask. I go on. I quietly pull off the mask. I examine the rocks and look for a hint at the entrance to the Valley of Swords.
*** Regarding the mask mode. In Turkey, everyone and everywhere is obliged to wear masks. On the street too. But the best thing tourists can do is make remarks. Turks are fined for lack of masks.
I climb up the museum along the S-shaped road.
And there, to the left of the main road, I see such a wish for today's signpost. Entrance found! Less than three hours have passed))
The descent into the Valley of Swords is quite gentle. The total length of the valley is 2.7 km.
If you decide to go up to the left (church or old rock room? ), notice that the ground falls off the side of the trail, forming an abyss - it is not immediately visible behind the grass. Be careful!
Behind the grassy thickets begins the rocky stage of the Sword Valley
Then the road will lead to the next towns of locals:
Then the wide and open part of Kiliç lar Vadisi will replace the summer stage:
Here you need to focus on the inscriptions Rose or Red with arrows - they indicate the desired direction of movement, leading from the Valley of Swords to other popular routes.
*** This part of the valley can be reached from the road leading to the Open Air Museum.
Only it is not necessary to reach that damn parking, it is necessary to take earlier to the left - from a place on which the hire of ATVs is equipped (the next day I even saw the index there, In - attentiveness : )).
I look at the local dovecotes and abandoned mountain settlements:
Black soot on the ceiling is the result of centuries of burning a fire right in a rock room:
The road in this part of Kiliç lar Vadisi is surprisingly calm:
View of the neighboring valleys before the descent:
By the way, the descent here is normal, because even I went down with my feet, and not as usual - on the fifth point))
Below you are greeted by a hospitable and talkative Turk, who without pauses informs that his juice is "very expensive" (30 lire per glass), but you are "very very beautiful", a little further is an interesting church, which is sure It is necessary to look, for a photo session it is better to stand on the left, because the landscape there is better, Cappadocia is beautiful, and all Ukrainians are extremely wonderful - especially when they travel to Cappadocia. Wow, that's temperament))
Here are some options from the series "where to go? ". On the left is the road to vu avu? in (Chavushin), on the right in Kizilç ukur Vadisi (Red Valley) and Meskendir Vadisi (Meskendir Valley), directly to Gü llü dere Vadisi II (Pink Valley-2).
Gü llü dere Vadisi or Pink Valley has two spurs, which differ as Gü llü dere Vadisi I (Pink Valley-1) and Gü llü dere Vadisi II (Pink valley-2). The indicators also include the English version of the name of the valley - Ros e Valley.
The two spurs of the first and second Pink Valleys are parallel to each other. In turn, Pink Valley-1 has two branches, which eventually converge. That is to wander not to wander))
At the beginning of the valley, someone set up a place to rest:
Wild poppies:
The road pleases with variety and the absence of an abyss underfoot:
You can shake your head and admire the works of natural rock art:
For people like me, people with congenital disorientation in the area, there are three pointers with a bunch of arrows))
Abandoned rock settlements:
Ascents in the Rose Valley-2, even stairs equipment (! ):
And what landscapes!
If at some point in your journey you have already come across the valleys of Cappadocia, there is an alternative to horseback riding.
Stop. Next to the rock church is a small cafe where you can continue to drink your money))
Continued here .
