A SHOT IN THE DARK

We left Istanbul in the morning and drove across the Bosporus from Europe into Asia. Johannes took the wheel for the first half of the day, and I drove the rest. We cruised east through a landscape reminiscent of a western movie - red dirt, textured mountain ranges, and big skies. It was approaching dusk and we needed to find a place to camp. We’d already stocked up on some food for the night, and all we needed was a place to sleep. We turned left off the main road and within 200 yards hit dirt and gravel. The sun was getting low, and our dream of parking somewhere along the Black Sea and camping by the water was starting to look pretty grim. So we pulled into a cow pasture. We thought it would be ok, but then we heard gunshots outside of our tent!

It was dark, but I hit record. Here's a crappy little video...

As we packed up our tent the next morning, the same two men that almost chased us out of the cow pasture stopped by to bid us farewell. What a night...