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Turkish Airlines kept us in suspense for 30 hours before they delivered our lost bags to the hotel. We made one alteration to our plans because of that snafu. Instead of a slow public bus meandering 300 miles down the coast, we picked up a motor-coach tour to Gallipoli that, when finished, would drop us in Canakkale, the springboard to Troy. The …
... either side of the hole and are tilted at the wrong angle and are submerged in the water – no help there. I am certain that lifting a burka was easier than this. How am I going to keep my clothes dry? My feet are already wet. It took me awhile to negotiate all of this (while others were coming and going and I can see their feet -which I am trying to copy). Well, I managed to keep dry and yes, there was plenty of paper. Next problem....no handlebars to grab to get ...
... as still being found today and our guide found a skull a month before in the remnant Australian trenches. On a lighter note the great grandchild pine of the original lone pine is planted at the entrance to lone pine memorial. Seeds from the original were taken back to Australia and have been on grown ever since. A few hundred meters from lone pine are remnant trenches with persevered tunnels. This was where our host found the skull. They are a serious of snaking ditches ...
... the path to Plugges Plateau.
Depending on what theories you believe, this was the first problem the Anzac’s encountered, it lead nowhere… but was an important plateau that provided shelter and a place to store supplies on the beach. Here is where it gets a little dangerous. I took the narrow ridge with the goal of getting to the Sphinx (see pic). This is apparently where the Turkish were bunkered and shooting the Anzac’s. I ...
At the end of it all I realised that I’d come all this way, travelled all through Europe to witness all this history and I hadn’t even made the journey to Canberra to see the memorials and museums at home. It’s certainly something I will be doing when I return.
One day I would like to return to Gallipoli, without all the pilgrims and the build up, and take a guided tour of the area. To learn and understand more.
Lest We Forget.