From Batman I go to Veysel Karani, simply because there’s a hotel there...
I leave a bit late at 9am. It’s already hot.

I grumbled a bit at the start : to get out of Batman I avoided the national roads but had to do some gravel... going uphill wasn’t pleasant, but fortunately the really rotten part of the road where the tyres didn’t grip didn’t last long.

A short climb up the main road takes me over another official pass, a nice descent and then I leave the main road with, as usual, a little apprehension about the type of road I’m going to encounter. But the roads will all be fine. The only difficulty is the heat and the lack of shade. There are no trees outside the villages. While looking for shade in a village, I came across a family who had just killed an animal (a calf ?) As all along this route, I was greeted with words of welcome and people invited me to come and see them. I arrive, they pass me a chair, a young girl goes to get me a glass of fresh water... Then I leave them because I want to get on with the road. I’m always looking for shade. All the cars and tractors on the road encourage me. The driver of a lorry stops as he passes me and hands me a small bottle of water, which I take, thank you ! I had to drive for quite a while in the doldrums before I found the tree of my dreams in the little village of Yanarsu. I sat down in the shade of the tree with my snack and I hadn’t been there 5 minutes when I saw a kid with a two-litre bottle of water coming out of the freezer. The kid leaves me the bottle and goes on his way ! The water is nice and cold, so I fill up my jerrycans.

Further along the road I say hello to a lady as I pass her house : she asks me straight away if I need a drink ! Admittedly, it’s hot, but I’m still amazed by the solidarity and hospitality I encounter along the way.
Other than that : I set off at 9am + heat + distance + difference in altitude, so I think that’s about my upper limit right now... And I don’t know exactly how much I drank... 5 or 6 litres ? If I hadn’t been given water, I’d probably have suffered a bit more...
Arrival... I’m looking for the hotel, but komoot couldn’t find the exact address and I’m walking a few hundred metres too far at the end of the day...
Tomorrow I should be arriving on Lake Van, in Tatvan.