During our drive to Priene, Miletus and Didyma we passed a number of cotton farms. Since my Dad is a retired cotton farmer, I was fascinated to see the farming methods. Tiny little fields, and small tractors and trailers to haul cotton to the gin. We didn’t see a gin.

Sorry for the bad photo – taken from inside the vehicle.

We never saw a pickup, just trailers ranging in size from little bitty to the size in the photo above, pulling trailers with whatever they were hauling.

The day after this trip, we took a train from Selcuk to Denizli – this was a fascinating glimpse at farming practices. We saw cotton strippers as well as hand harvesting. Ancient and modern practices side-by-side.