Drizzle, rain, and occasional hail plagued me for a full day of riding through some brutally steep mountains. And in the evening, as I was huddled into my tent, I noticed a drop in temp and the transition to snow.
The next morning, my bottles were frozen and the snow continued to fall. After a few hours of being wet, freezing, and numb, I arrived in Kütahya and found the otogar (bus station) and took the next bus south to some better weather.
I chose the most religiously conservative city in Turkey, Konya.
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