Travelled: 65 klm from Eceabat, around the Gallipoli Peninsula
Visited: Anzac and Helles
Stayed: Hotel Klum (campsite) all service TL60 N40.15905, E26.24745
Budget: โฌ89 per day at last check before entering a Turkey. Given the TL we will re-calculate on exiting Turkey
It’s coffee and fruit for breakfast, whilst looking out at the Dardanelles this morning. There seems to be an endless line of tankers, freighters and ferries passing by. We fuel up again this morning. Standard diesel is TL3.5 per litre and premium TL3.9. As we use premium if we can get it, that’s around A$2 per litre. We follow the signs for ‘Anzak Kove’ and soon find ourselves on the western side of the peninsula. After turning north and travelling a few kilometres we pass a series of small monuments and signs with familiar names, the area opens slightly and we stop at the Anzac Commemorative site. Looking around the area looks familiar, the Sphinx and Plugge’s Plateau hang overhead. Pam asks how did they fit 15,000 people in here for the centenary ?
Turkey
We spend the next few hours following the walking tour from Mat McLachlan’s Gallipoli Edition, ‘Walking with the Anzacs’. In brief we visited the cemeteries along the lower section of the walk, the beach on Anzac Cove before walking up to Shrapnel Gulley and Plugge’s Peak cemetery on the ridge above Anzac. We stopped and read sections of the book at various points, searched for noted graves. It’s a hard walk up Plugge’s but the view of Anzac, North Beach and on to Suvla Bay makes it well worth the effort.
Our afternoon was a drive south to the Helles Memorial at the southern tip of the Gallipoli Peninsula. A late lunch overlooking the Turkish forts and some of the English cemeteries. We find a campsite and it’s time for a little rest.
Michael and Pam
4 thoughts on “Gallipoli and Anzac. 2015 ๐น๐ท”
Does Pam enjoy all the war history? Will you visit and enjoy the shopping as much?
An unbelievably moving place. We had a lovely lunch in a small cafe down near where the ferries dock just outside the National Park the day we drove to Gallipoli. Wish I could remember the name to tell you. Gaye
Pam you look utterly resplendent in your walking boots by the graves.