Dawn drive to a captive lake in the mountains…

Up at 05:15. Woke to a cool breeze and an oozing treacle light. Deliberated about more sleep but realised it was probably the best time to drive. Yesterday I nearly cooked the engine. Steep hills, a hot day and driver nonchalance-negligence meant the water temperature was in the danger zone for far too long.  With the low incidence sun at my back I did 200km by 11:00. Two hours of that were spent having breakfast and wandering around a narrow mountain town, cut in half by a fast flowing river, the streets joined by ancient and modern bridges.  All through the drive the temperature gauge didn’t creep into the red once, despite climbing well over 1000m. The truck did well. Should know this already, but she just don’t like the heat. A bit tired, but satisfied. I am in Tatvan on the banks of Lake Van, a huge high-altitude, alkaline inland sea with very little life in it: the alkaline concentration is because the water has no way out but evaporation. Rather surreal, after a morning of open rolling Steppe, rugged mountains and river-cut canyons I am now sat in a modern mall sipping a good coffee and with fast wifi with a panoramic view over the lake. Think I might sit tight for a while…

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