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Canakkale

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  • Day26

    A terrible beauty

    October 16 in Turkey

    After yesterday's taste of Istanbul traffic I had psyched myself up ready for today's drive to Gallipoli. We woke early and crammed in a fast hotel breakfast before riding the 7am hotel shuttle back to the airport and the Avis counter. I had pre-booked a Toyota CHR, so naturally I was given a Renault Kadjar. Does anyone ever get the rental car model they specify? Is it a giant giggle the rental companies are having at our expense? "I see you have booked a BMW 5 series sir. Please enjoy your Dacia Duster (look it up)." Mild disappointment forgotten we set the sat-nav for Eceabat, the closest city to Anzac Cove, and hit the road. All went well for the first 5ks, until I missed one lane change and we got to enjoy the charming but very narrow side-streets of central Istanbul, for about 15 minutes. Luckily I managed to get us back on the motorway and our journey resumed for about the next 4 and a half hours. Along the way we noticed a few interesting things about Turkey. Firstly the driving. The phrase 'drive it like you stole it' may have been invented here. The drivers aren't rude, they are determined and they are going where they are going, whether there is a lane there or not. Secondly speed limits. These are mere numbers to give people something to look at. At times I was doing 130 on the 120k stretch of motorway when multiple vehicles sailed by as though I were parked and if you aren't going fast enough, or move over promptly the flashy lights you shall get. Finally the wildlife. Wherever we pulled over there were what seemed to be stray dogs laying in the sun, on the motorway and at rest stops. They all seemed fairly chilled out, except for the lanky fella who chased our SUV down the road. I think he was a sheep dog though and he may have been near-sighted, so I'll forgive him.

    Eventually we arrived at Anzac Cove and looked upon the beach and landscape where so much of our Kiwi identity was forged. It was definitely lump in the throat time. I had two conflicting thoughts battling for attention as I looked around, what a beautiful tranquil place and at the same time what a horrible, impossible landscape to try and stage a landing on, against a foe with command of the heights. It hits you like a punch to the gut how tough it must have been for the men clinging to cover and trying to scale the hillsides while bullets and bombs rained down.

    After Anzac Cove we continued on down the peninsula, headed for a memorial that holds very special meaning for me and my family, the Hill 60 cemetery. Last night I was checking the internet to make sure of the location and directions when I had some very upsetting news. It seems that the road to the Hill 60 cemetery has been undergoing work since late July and is not due to be completed until the end of October. This meant that it was closed. As I read this I wasn't sure how to react. The whole reason for travelling to Turkey was so I could visit my Great-uncle's grave at Hill 60 and pay homage to the men of the Otago Mounted Rifles and the other New Zealanders who died in this especially difficult battle.

    After soaking in this news I decided that I would not be stopped. I owed it to these men to visit their graves and let them know that New Zealand still remembers and we still honour them. However, until we arrived at Gallipoli we wouldn't know just how closed the road was, so I set off hoping that the work might have been finished ahead of schedule. When we had travelled just a further 5k along the peninsula from Anzac Cove it was apparent that the work was very much still underway. The road had been completely dug up and was bare earth, ready for gravel and tarmac. It was also blocked off. I was ready to ditch the vehicle and walk whatever distance remained to the memorial, through fields, scrub and gorse. Luckily I noticed a gravel road just before the main blocked route. It looked like a farm access road, so we pointed the Kadjar down it and after half an hour, some off-roading and a few bewildered stares from farmers we arrived just 500 metres from the memorial. At this point I knew there were 76 named headstones and my Great-uncle Malachi was not one of these. What I was clinging on to though was that the names of the other 400 or so soldiers killed in this battle would be inscribed on the memorial. Approaching the quiet glade which houses the Hill 60 cemetery I don't think I breathed the whole way over to the memorial, until I located the section for the Otago Mounted Rifles. Scanning the names I finally found Malachi's and just instantly started sobbing uncontrollably. Of course I never met my Great-uncle, nor did my father, but we share the same family name and the same bloodline and I think what got me so emotional was how very far away from Southland this little piece of Turkey is and how the immediate families must have felt, never to see their loved ones again, alive or dead.

    I had brought with me a little bit of home to leave with Malachi, a sliver of paua shell from the beach at Fortrose in Southland, near where he grew up. I felt a little better in making this offering but I still found it really hard to leave the cemetery and these New Zealanders lying in a place so many miles from home. From the uttermost ends of the earth.

    Retracing our steps back to the paved and permitted roads we continued touring the battlefields, stopping at Chunuk Bair and the Ataturk memorial before reluctantly turning the car towards Istanbul and travelling back to our hotel. This was a quiet, reflective journey, except when we struck Istanbul city traffic and I had to reprise my Stig impression, bouncing between lanes like a slalom skier.

    The final challenge was to locate the rental car returns yard. I had had a heads up on how tricky this was to find, so had made a pin on a Google map to assist. Thank goodness I had, otherwise I would have had to circle Istanbul for eternity, like some 21st century Flying Dutchman, but in a Renault. Now we are comfortably back in our hotel room, decompressing and processing the day's events. Tomorrow the Istanbul city sights await.

    Click the link for Hill 60 video
    https://youtu.be/jtsoYAXiCro
    Click the link for Chunuk Bair trenches video
    https://youtu.be/gIP9MLEx0S0
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  • Day186

    Troja

    November 3 in Turkey

    Die Ausgrabungsstätte ist relativ gross und umfasst 9 Städte aus verschiedenen Epochen. Bereits im 3. Jahrtausend vor Christus stand hier eine Burg,
    ihren Höhepunkt erlebte die Siedlungsstätte jedoch von ca. 1700 bis 1200 v. Chr. Im Römischen Reich wurde Troja und seine Helden hoch verehrt. Der Trojanischen Krieg hat im 12. oder 13. Jahrhundert v. Chr. stattgefunden. Der Auslöser für diesen Krieg war die Entführung der Helena. Diese war mit dem König von Sparta, Menelaos, verheiratet. Paris, der Sohn des trojanischen Königs und Helena verliebten sich ineinander.Read more

  • Day43

    Gallipoli (Anzac Cove)

    June 21, 2015 in Turkey

    It is so hard to describe how I felt being here, I honestly didn't think it would affect me as much as it did. As I got out of the bus and began walking up towards the ANZAC wall situated in the very place our men arrived in 1915 I was overwhelmed with emotions. I had tears in my eyes as I sat on the shore looking up to the beautiful but difficult terrain that they had to endure. I sat there silently paying my respects to the men who died in the battle. I am honoured and proud to call myself an Australian. I believe that every Australian would benefit from visiting Gallipoli, just being here has given me a better understanding of what our men did for our country.

    LEST WE FORGET.

    "THOSE HEROS THAT SHED THEIR BLOOD AND LOST THEIR LIVES...
    YOU ARE NOW LYING THE THE SOIL OF A FRIENDLY COUNTRY.
    THEREFORE REST IN PEACE.
    THERE IS NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THE JOHNNIES AND THE MEHMETS TO US WHERE THEY LIE SIDE BY SIDE HERE IN THIS COUNTRY OF OURS...
    YOU, THE MOTHERS, WHO SENT THEIR SONS FROM FAR AWAY COUNTRIES WIPE AWAY YOUR TEARS; YOUR SONS ARE NOW LYING IN OUR BOSOM AND ARE IN PEACE.
    AFTER HAVING LOST THEIR LIVES ON THIS LAND THEY HAVE BECOME OUR SONS AS WELL" - ATATÜRK 1934
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  • Day7

    Turkey (Gallipoli Peninsula)

    October 13, 2017 in Turkey

    We drove 4 hours from Istanbul to Gallipoli today. We stopped for lunch just outside Eceabat, a small town overlooking the Dardanelles Strait, before heading to Gallipoli.
    Approximately 75% of our group were in full WWI Light Horse ceremonial dress, as we had a number of wreath laying ceremonies scheduled with the Australian Consulate Military Attache & Turkish Officials. We visited ANZAC Cove, Shrapnel Valley & Hell Spit before laying wreathes at Lone Pine; Turkish 57th Memorial Park; The Nek; & Chunuk Bair.
    The work done by the Turkish Government to preserve & maintain the National Park, monuments & the Gallipoli Peninsula in general, is nothing short of incredible. Everywhere we went, the Turkish people welcomed us with open arms & wanted to shake our hands & take photos with us.
    It was a very moving day, & the trip back to Eceabat, where we caught a ferry to Canakkale, allowed us to reflect on what those brave young men went through in order to secure our freedom.
    Interestingly, there was a great display that we explored at Eceabat, on the waterfront - it has a life size model of the trenches, as well as a 3D walkthrough map of the Gallipoli Peninsula which gave a really good birds eye view of the battleground & region. Well worth a visit if you are in the region.
    We spent the night in Cannakale (Iris Hotel) in preparation for exploring the region further tomorrow.
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  • Day2187

    Wer die Wahl hat...

    September 7, 2017 in Turkey

    Raus aus der Stadt, rein in das Land. Nach 4 Tagen Istanbul waren wir gesättigt von Menschenmassen und Verkehr, wollten wieder zurück auf unsere Zweiräder. Optionen: Nordöstliche Route über die Schwarzmeerküste Richtung Cappadokien oder über den Südwesten und somit die Mittelmeerküste? Die Entscheidung fiel, und wir machten uns auf, Richtung Canakkale. Belohnt wurden wir mit verlassenen Sandstränden, feinstem Asphaltgeschlängel, einer gehörigen Portion Schotterpiste und wie immer, tollen Menschen.
    Wir folgten der Küste bis Izmir, ab wo wir uns Richtung Zentraltürkei weiter bewegten. Fazit: die Türkei steht den Europäischen Motorradländern in nichts nach!!
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  • Day29

    Gallipoli

    June 15, 2016 in Turkey

    Like I said, this is huge for the the Australians and New Zealanders of the group. We visited the memorials for them, as well as the Turks... We're in Turkey, so, as you'd expect, their memorial is quite extensive, but the Australian memorial is also quite large (signs mention that the Turkish government gifted the acres of land used to Australia). However, the New Zealand memorial is quite small.

    The campground was a short distance away on the Gallipoli Peninsula, which was nice because it was incredibly hot out and the group was definitely ready for a rest. It extended all the way to the beach, but it was about a kilometer walk to get there (or at least it felt like it) because it was so spread out. Most of us went for a swim in the ocean to cool off and it was terrific! Afterwards, I decided to wash off the salt with a shower, but unfortunately the shower facility was less than fantastic - I ended up enjoying a speedy drip of cool water from a showerhead. A decent shower is definitely something I'm looking forward to for the few nights we stay in hotels!

    Early start tomorrow to catch the ferry across the Dardanelles to Troy!
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  • Day30

    Gallipoli to Istanbul, via Troy

    June 16, 2016 in Turkey

    Mustafa was our guide at Troy and he started out joking about his name because "most Turkish men share that name". He spoke excellent English and was definitely engaging; he also made more than a few references (as has come to be expected) to the books he'd written and would be for sale at the conclusion of the tour.

    The city of Troy was apparently actually made up of seven distinct cities that were built on top of each other over thousands of years because the location was so perfect and defendable. Hence the legend of the Trojan Horse being required to penetrate the walls of the city and it's "cargo" opening the gates of the city under cover of night.

    I'm told that this part of Turkey is considered to be part of Asia, so I've now been to Asia! We took the same ferry back to the Gallipoli Peninsula, as that was the preferred route for the drive to Istanbul. It was definitely a long day, which ended three hours later than usual because there was such significant road construction in Istanbul and the city is so huge that we were technically driving within the city for over five hours - not overly impressed by that fact! The other surprise was that we weren't able to be dropped off at the hotel because the coach can't stop there (tram route) and the drop off was a 20 minute walk from the hotel... Extra hassle after the exceedingly looking day, especially with all of our luggage. Oh well, sacrifices campers make for a night in a hotel :)
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Çanakkale, Canakkale, جاناكالي, Çanaqqala ili, چاناق‌قالا, Чанаккале, Правінцыя Чанакале, Província de Çanakkale, پارێزگای چاناققەلعە, Çanakkalská provincie, Çanaxqele, Επαρχία Τσανάκκαλε, Provinco Çanakkale, Provincia de Çanakkale, Çanakkale provints, Çanakkale probintzia, استان چناق‌قلعه, Çanakkalen maakunta, Չանաքկալեի նահանգ, Provinsi Çanakkale, Provincia di Çanakkale, チャナッカレ県, ჩანაქკალეს პროვინცია, Çanakkale walayati, Чанаққала, 차나칼레 주, Provënz Çanakkale, Čanakales ils, चनाक्काले प्रांत, Wilayah Çanakkale, Provinsen Çanakkale, صوبہ چناکلی, Provincia Çanakkale, Çanakkale Province, Çanakkale eanangoddi, Чанакале, Mkoa wa Çanakkale, Вилояти Чанаккале, چاناققالە ۋىلايىتى, صوبہ چناق قلعے, Tjanakkaliän, 恰纳卡莱省

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