It’s no secret that I have always regarded the baseball cap as a poor and unreliable replacement for the cricket style hat worn by most long distance walkers!
Well I am wearing the same old faded hat that started on the Camino from London and is now 7,000km old!
On the other hand, the roads of Turkey are strewn with thousands of lost “caps”, which did less for their owners than my trusty green top!
Here is a selection of 24 hours of lost hats! (OK, I know this is very silly!)