Last day on the trail
The morning in the yayla was a wonderful place. Good water, nice sunshine and the whole world before us!
|All our gear spread out|
|All our gear, packed up|
|Pleasant forest walk, summer Yayla down to Finike|
|This is why we were always lost. Lycian Way Marker; don't go this way X|
|Still overlooking Demre|
|Believe it or not, we were lost here for about 10 minutes|
(one of our key lessons learned was that if you go more than about 90 seconds without seeing a marker, you're probably lost. You MUST stop and go find the last marker. And then only proceed when you find the next marker. While it seems like wasting time, it will save you hours later. Disregard this rule if you find yourself on a new forest road where all the markers have been bulldozed out of sight!)
|These aren't the Goats you're looking for....Belos|
|Ho Hum, forest cutting, few trail indicators|
|Robin on the 'trail', Lycian Way, near Finike|
|Robin officially declaring her fill of the Lycian Way|
But goddammit, even when we thought we were finished, we got lost trying to follow the trail into Finike! We walked off the trail to a tractor path with markers and the local farmers watching us. We walked up to the paved road. Bam! Lost. No marker. No path. Just pavement down to town with no direction. We found the town center and gave up on the trail.
|Finike Harbor from our hotel balcony|