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For most Istanbullu, Tekirdağ is likely to feature at some time as somewhere that has to be driven through on the way back from a holiday. The way back seems far worse than the way there, probably because the journey is usually at the end of a Bayram (holiday) and everyone is on the road. Last time I drove through Tekirdağ, I spent 2 hours in gridlock on the main street of some Butlins-like holiday hellhole with a population swollen to ten times normal by package tourists.

Uçmakdere is the antidote to the overriding concept of Tekirdağ as nothing more than an obstacle. I went there in the 1990s as part of my Dardanelles adventure. Here’s an excerpt:


A road map supplied by a major daily newspaper showed a main road along the Marmara coast from Kumbağ to Şarköy. Great, a short-cut! Unfortunately after Kumbağ, the road degenerated into a pitted track covered in grass. Rocks stuck up 30cm from the surface in an engine-threatening manner. Occasional showers of stones bounced across the road from the high cliffs on the right. The recent rains had raised the water table and fresh water bubbled up in the middle of the road. Rockfalls on the right coincided with washaways on the left.

The car hated it. The temperature gauge shot up to maximum and I smelled steam. I didn’t dare stop. I had only seen one vehicle since Kumbağ – some brave soul on a motorcycle. The track followed the terrain and the gradients were frighteningly steep. The car swore at me and growled on.

But the views were magnificent. Wild mountains plunged down to the serene Marmara. Secluded beaches nestled in green coves. Cultivated patches were visible on tiny squares of flat land.

I came to a beautiful cliff-hugging village inevitably called Yeniköy and drove past donkeys, goats and curious men outside the coffee-house. The road got worse. Sometimes it seemed to disappear altogether but when I steered through the least rocky areas, there it was again. I was treated to the sight of waterfalls plunging to the road and carving bits of it out.

Then came heaven in the shape of Uçmakdere, a tobacco-growing village with a track leading to a beach. Some lucky Türks had heard about the place and were having their holiday there. One day, I will too.

The road got better after Uçmakdere and the little Escort sped through Şarköy, Gelibolu and into Eceabat to join the queue for the Çanakkale ferry.


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  1. Enormousfish | 81 Provinces | Nigel Crowe | Author and Writer | Enormousfish Says:
    March 30th, 2014 at 10:14 pm

    […] 49 Muş 50 Nevşehir 51 Niğde 52 Ordu 53 Rize 54 Sakarya 55 Samsun 56 Siirt 57 Sinop 58 Sivas 59 Tekirdağ 60 Tokat 61 Trabzon 62 Tunceli 63 Şanlıurfa 64 Uşak 65 Van 66 Yozgat 67 Zonguldak 68 Aksaray 69 […]

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