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Not so long ago I had no idea that snowkiting existed in Turkey, to be honest, I had a vague idea about Turkey in general. That changed after I got invited by the Chasta family and Pascal to a snowkiting show there. On the morning of the first day it was snowing and there was fog everywhere, but that didn’t stop us from trying out the Turkish snow and wind. After an hour or so of soft freeriding in ‘white blind’ we had a delicious lunch and a nap. Unfortunately on that day we didn’t get a chance to ride again so we finished the day off with a local Turkish drink.On the Morning of the second day there was fog but at times I was able to see the volcano’s mystic peak so I decided to have breakfast and see what was going to happen next. After breakfast it turned out that Chasta had already been that morning on the volcano and was showing us some photos. He said that higher up it was sunny, so we decided to go higher and straight from the hotel we made our way up. It was so foggy that we could hardly see our kites, but after 20 minutes we got out of the fog and a mystical place opened up before us. The first to greet us was an eagle which kept flying around our kites at the edge of the volcano. He looked like he’d like to have a talk with our flying Ozone babes After taking a couple of photos inside the volcano we rode back down for lunch.
The second session that day took place in front of the main volcano where there is a lot of space for everyone from beginners to pros and anyone can find their kind of white wave with kickers in all possible directions.
The third and final day was marked by freestyle and a show right next to the hotel. As usual Chasta and I worked together like a zip, he was doing old school and I did new school tricks, a perfect set for a show. That plus a hot tea and a kebab on the slope to the rhythm of Turkish hip-hop turned out to be the perfect combination. The wind didn’t want to turn in order to let us ride inside the volcano so we went against a couple of Turkish riders and showed them how the snowkite masters do freeride.
All in all I think this was one of the most beautiful snowkite trips in my life. I hope I’ll have a chance to come back to these regions and ride around with eagles and foxes on the Turkish volcano. And a massive thanks to Murat “Turkish Ozone” chasta family and Pascal for a great birthday!