Those of you who enjoy
browsing through holiday brochures will have,
no doubt at some time, seen pictures
of the beautiful sandy beach and blue
lagoon at Olu Deniz in south west
Turkey.

If you have a family
and enjoy beach holidays in the sun
and like to see cyclamen at the
same time, then this is one of many
places in the Mediterranean where you can
do both.
Just inland from Olu Deniz
and a few hundred metres higher, lies
the resort of Hisaronu , described in the holiday literature
as a mountain village. A long time
ago it was but has now spread
over a much larger area to accommodate
the growing tourist industry. Please don’t
be put off , the village although lively,
is set amongst superb mountain scenery
and pine woods and a short walk
in any direction, along one of the
many tracks, will lead you into beautiful
countryside and countless cyclamen.

A foray into any of
the steep rocky pine woods will reveal
many thousands of Cyclamen
graecum in a superb array of leaf
patterns including the silvers
that we covet the most. This seems
to be the favoured habitat of the
plant in this area and although it
cannot be described as open and sunny,
the plants seem very happy and judging
by the amount of seed present, must
flower very well . The woodland becomes very
dry in high summer and there is
evidence of fire damage in many areas. The
cyclamen seem to persist in spite of
this and as far as I am aware,
occur all along the coast from the
bay of Fethiye as far east as
Antalya.
Hisaronu
also lies within walking distance of
Baba dag , one of the sites for Cyclamen
trochopteranthum. At a little over
6000’, Baba Dag is quite a climb,
even from the height of the village.
Having done it before, I decided on
a different approach this time. One of
the main attractions of the area is
the chance to paraglide from the top
of the mountain in tandem and, attached
to one of the manic young Turkish
pilots, to land on the beach at
Olu Deniz some 45 minutes later……………. and
all for the sum total of £55
(around $75 US). Not wishing to risk my neck
and to pay for the privilege
but wanting to get to the top
easily, I negotiated a ride up with
one of the jeeps for 3 million
Turkish lira , about £3-50 ($5 US), which I
thought excellent value. This even included collection outside
my hotel. In Turkey it seems, anything is
possible for a small price.

Having arrived at the top,
I spent some time photographing the paragliders
as they took off and to do this involved perching in rather a precarious
position. I am not usually bothered
by heights but my legs seemed to
have other ideas and I was glad
to get back down onto the firmer
ground of the main track .
I began to wander down
the track, initially passing through steep
screes which at first glance seem very
barren . Closer inspection revealed a host
of plants, which would appeal to the alpine grower, running
amongst the rocks . These included thousands of Colchicums
which must have been quite a sight
in flower in the autumn . The scree
areas continue as you descend and gradually
larger shrubs and small trees appear
until you come to some lovely ancient
cedars . This is superb walking with stunning
views across the bay of Fethiye round
to Ak Dag which, at over 10 000’,
still had snow on the top even
in late May. I remember at this point
trying to think of somewhere I would
rather be and I could not .
On almost the last open
scree slope before the pine woods began,
there was a colony of Cyclamen
trochopteranthum growing at the base
of a very long steep scree slope. The
plants were in full sun with no
obvious shade and the leaves were clearly
under some stress in the heat of
the sun . It is interesting to note
the plants only tended a short distance
up the slope before fading out. I can
only conclude that any moisture will
go to the bottom of the slope
and stay there the longest, enabling
the plants to survive. They must be
very happy, as there was good
seed set and regeneration within the
colony. Out of interest I dug down
to see how deep the tubers were,
which is not easy to do in scree,
as the hole fills up faster than
you can dig. However at about 30cms,
I could not find any evidence of
tubers or floral trunks . I presume rock
falls and the natural movement of the
screes must bury the tubers deeper
every year and the young leaves must
twist and turn through every crack,
until they reach the surface . I estimated
this colony to be at around 5000’,
which is very high for this species.
The path continues down through lovely
pine forest, each turn revealing new
interesting plants.

Of particular note were
the many species of geraniums which
if not in cultivation, deserve to be
. The cyclamen did not occur again
till much lower down , this time in
its normal habitat, that of the shade under shrubs
and rocks, again in good numbers and
with much seed set.
At regular intervals the
jeeps would pass me on their way
down and almost to a man, they would
stop to offer a lift. The Turks, like
the Greeks, cannot understand the concept
of walking for pleasure but it is
in their nature to be helpful and I
hope I caused no offence by politely
refusing their offers of assistance. The only bad moment
on the walk was toward the end
when passing a local herdsman, three
dogs came bounding out from nowhere,
barking and growling madly at me. Armed
only with an empty plastic Fanta bottle,
which I thought of little use, I decided
to ignore them and carry on walking.
This seemed to enrage them even more
and they followed me for quite some
distance, barking frantically before deciding
I presented no threat to the livestock
they were guarding and they returned to their
owner. It took me about 5 hrs
to walk from the top back to
the village where I fell into the nearest
bar and a couple ice cold beers, a
swim in the hotel pool and a doze
on the sunbed in the evening sun,
rounded off a perfect day.
There are hundreds of places
in Turkey and Greece where you can
combine an inexpensive family holiday and
see cyclamen without any real effort.
You don’t need to pay to go on
some overpriced botanical expedition to see
cyclamen ,I know , I do this every year.
A different resort , a different species……………..
the list is endless .
Now where did I put next
year's brochures ?
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