Turkish roadtrip pt. 3 - Kars to Van ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ท

 

For those interested in reading the other installments, see following:

- Part 1:  www.watchprosite.com
- Part 2:  www.watchprosite.com

The third part will cover the day trip from Kars in the East of Turkey, via Ani, Igdir, Dogubeyazit to Van on the salty Lake Van. 

The morning started bright and cold (those of you reading the previous installment might remember the deeply frozen Coke bottle that was left in the car overnight) but with great sight and - as usually, impeccable roads. 



The journey from Kars to Ami follows probably the lowest rank of road we had encountered up to that point and while potholes were still absent, snow wasnโ€™t, which led to both additional fun and adrenalin levels in our RWD car. 



Still itโ€™s not that far to get to Ani and it was a breeze - just good enough to get properly awake and settled in. Ani itself is an UNESCO World Heritage Site, containing many Armenian as well as later Turkish buildings in different states of repair. 





The one below is supposedly one of the more significant Armenian churches. It is one of those unfortunate cases of so close, yet so far away - if you look to the upper part of the picture, you can see a flagpole with an Armenian flag - the border is the ravine inbetween - still for most Armenians all of this is likely inaccessible. The border crossing has apparently only been opened twice in the last 40 or so years (both times when there was an earthquake in the other country and humanitarian aid was sent). 





In addition there are Turkish mosques on the grounds as well - it truly is worth a visit, should you be in the area, although itโ€™s quite a walk in snow in winter โ„๏ธ 



Here you can see the border between the two countries, with remains of a much older bridge, that does not look like it will get mended any time soon, unfortunately ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ



After the sightseeing, the journey continued towards Igdir. Of the options of returning the same way we came and exploring a lesser travelled road that would take us to the more mainstream D070, we decided on exploration - the snow and unsuitable vehicle didnโ€™t stop us so far, so why change course now? ๐Ÿ˜



A couple of heart in mouth moments and inclines taken at speed later, we reached the main trunk road, which also seems to be a relatively heavily frequented route for goods exchange with Iran (there certainly have been quite some Iranian trucks).

Both the environment and the road changed quite a bit and there were nice, flowing mountain sections with good straights inbetween to aid overtaking. 



And with curves aplenty for an upper body workout ๐Ÿฆพ While still pothole free, the surface was bumpier but not to the extent to reduce enjoyment or hamper progress. 



Approaching Igdir, we managed to get a glimpse of Mount Ararat or Agri Dagi - the tallest Mountain of Turkey. Unfortunately the shot below was the best we could manage on the day - you will have to believe me that itโ€™s not all cloud but part mountain, too ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ—ป

While climbing up is technically feasible for those better versed, we had neither the time nor the stamina, so it will remain a task for another year. 



As we didnโ€™t stop in Igdir, I took just a couple of cityscape shots from the car, with Dogubeyazit and the Ishak Pasha palace just above being the next goal for the day. 



The road between the two - the D080 - was not as constantly straight as the shot makes it appear but it paired some twistier sections with a good rate of progress (being an important transport route necessitates some practicality, too).



Dogubeyazit has a large military garrison, being a border town (we sanely decided rather not to take pictures of any installations ๐Ÿ˜‰) but is otherwise a typical town for the part of the country, with what I gather is a large Kurdish population. 





But even in the far reaches of Turkey, electrification (at least of public transport) is in full swing. Some European countries claiming how impossible it is could have a look ๐Ÿ˜‰



A short climb out of the city lies the Isaak Pasha palace - and what a sight it is! First you have a nice curvy climb to it, though. 



In spite of its age it offered mod-cons of practically modern times, with central heating, floor heating, etc. The pasha certainly appreciated his comfort ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป



Above it there is a fortress as well, which is likewise relatively well preserved. 





In addition to the comfort, the views from the palace are spectacular, with 270 degree vistas over the surrounding valleys and mountains. 





Were I born a tad sooner I could find a lot to like in aspiring to live in a place like this ๐Ÿ˜



The tourism trail ticked off and still some driving ahead made us skip lunch and head towards Van. 



This would also see us cross the highest pass of the journey, the Tendรผrek Geรงidi at 2644m ASL. 

Given the height of the pass, we didnโ€™t expect a four lane road up it, being built for German autobahn speeds (picture below) ๐Ÿ˜ But as so often on this trip, the Turkish road building truly impressed and the drive up was very cool. No Stelvio style switchbacks here, just a nicely flowing, constantly ascending road that could be comfortably navigated and that offered good fun. 



And here a shot just below the top (sadly missed the very peak ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ).



Descending on the other side brought again a completely different - yet still snowy - landscape. The beauty of the trip is that there was something for both driver and passenger throughout, so if you were not enjoying yourself behind the wheel, at least you had an epic panorama outside. 





Given that this stretch of road runs parallel to the Iranian border, there were many signs of where to turn off - but not on this trip. 



Finally Lake Van appeared. I suppose the largest lake of Turkey, its water slightly salty, it made for a wondrous sight with its intense blue against the white of the surrounding mountains. 



Quite some of the road towards the city of Van follows the lake shore, giving the whole endeavor a winter riviera feel. 



As a final installment for the day we decided to climb up Van castle to stretch our legs and see the sights. 



Again something I imagine being easier without the snow โ›„๏ธ 


Having missed lunch and trekked across quite some snow, a modest dinner was called for - and was tasty as always ๐Ÿ˜‹















Hope you enjoyed the travelogue and will return with some more installments in the weeks to come. 

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