I FIND MYSELF ALONE on an empty beach talking to a dog.
He’d been pretty loyal on the steep track down, pausing if he came to a junction or bounding ahead if he was absolutely sure of the way we’d go. Now that we were at the beach his attention was set on figuring out what he could have for lunch.
With a total of one person to scrounge off, even the dog was feeling it: December is pretty quiet along the Lycian Way, one of Turkey’s few waymarked hiking trails.