On my way to Nemrut (2150m) I knew there was some very steep climbing (average 13-18%). An ascent I knew I had to descend again because I couldn’t cross the mountain. Because of that I hided most of my luggage in a deserted cabin in a village 20 km from the top. After 11 kilometers I passed a kind of restaurant/hotel (deserted). Zaynal, the guy of the restaurant (picture) offered me lots of tea, a place to sleep (which I thanked for) and he also told me that I could cross the mountain. He said that he would go and find my luggage and bring it to me. Meanwhile I could cycle to the top in the most luxurious position (with only a small bag and the bag in front of me). Wow, what a difference. #Turkey

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