22. Day (Biga-Biga Exit-Biga) (43 km) (First Part)
It was the first day of the Eid al-Adha. I said goodbye to Ilyas' family and went to Biga with Ilyas after the feast and sacrifice. I took my bike. Ilyas and his nephew Mehmet Akif came with me on a motorcycle to the main road. After adjusting the pressure of the wheels of the bike at the gas station, I said goodbye and left.
I started pedaling towards Bandırma. When we talked with İlyas the previous day about when the tour will end, I said that I would go to Yalova and go to Istanbul by ferry. He said that I could go to Istanbul from Bandırma by using the sea bus. On all these roads my left arm was numb. Road fatigue was also increased. I was getting distracted. This idea made sense. I would arrive in Bandırma, go to Istanbul Yenikapı by sea bus and drive from there to Tuzla (my house). For this purpose, I planned to spend the night in Bandırma and go to Istanbul for the first time in the morning.
I was driving slowly, driving calmly, stopping by the villages in between. Considering that I was a little too busy, I took the main road and accelerated to arrive without darkness. I had about 55 km left. After passing the Trustland, there was a light ramp in front of me. The gulf wind was also blowing hard across. I was wearing headphones in my ears and listening to the "Animal" from music of the Duman group. In order to reduce the effect of the wind, I was getting as small as possible on the bike and traveling from the safety lane. For a moment near the end of the ramp, I looked up and forward. Ahead, a car was parked in the safety lane. I bowed my head again and continued up the slope. I also got caught up in the rhythm of the music. I can pedal and say, “We are all animals! Our fight to be human! " I was singing loudly. "We are all animals!" I hit something while I said. It turns out that the slope is over and my speed has increased. I was caught in the rhythm of the music. It flew away from my mind that there was a car ahead. I hit that stationary car.
The headset was wrapped around my arm. The bicycle was piled on me or I was piled on it, I was in a strange state that I could not understand. Then I gathered myself. I looked at the bike first. The front fork had become unusable. Then I looked at myself. Nothing but a few minor scratches and a little pain in the rib. I looked at the car, one of the cat's eyes fell to the ground. At the same time, I was holding my arm with my hand. Somehow I started laughing. I did not know whether I was laughing at my stupidity or my vacuity. I got up and collected the items. I pulled out the emergency kit. I have dressed my elbow wounds. I tried to fix the tongs but in vain.
There was nothing to do. To worry, "I wish I had been careful!" It would not help to say such words. The most important factor that allowed me to do this tour and go this far was that I prepared myself for any scenario. I was thinking about an accident situation. There would be bad people as well as good people. The slopes would be difficult, I was likely to be sick, the weather would be very hot, I would be caught in the rain. Dogs could attack other creatures. I could also have trouble finding a place to spend the night. I thought about all of these for a long time before I set off. I came to the same conclusion in all of them. Whatever problem arose, life would continue to flow. The flow of life also meant that new roads would open for me. Then I was going to continue that way. Life would find balance as long as I showed the resistance to continue, just as I balanced on a bike.
Albert Einstein: Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.
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