Eye of the Beholder

Lycian Way, Turkey. ┬áCampsite pre Cukurbag to Kas. Spider spun glistening sunlit gossamer guy lines festoon the narrow path ahead like diaphanous streamers welcoming our approach. I have not shaved since Cricklade, UK. Cutting a swathe through our early morning hero’s parade my silver fox face fungus is rapidly thickening with sticky extra hairs. Not…