Levaing the chaos
Marrakesch, a hystreical place with good looking doors and lots of history. Snakes, rabbits, lizards, horses, monkeys and donkeys. Where the taxidriver locks all the doors while traveling with them at night. Where food poisoning is more common then not. Locals will give you a gift and then ask for money for it. For me, 2 days was more then enough. Levaing town after a night with stomach sickness and in 30 degrees celsius I can´t say I felt very courageous when a youngster in a truck pulls out a black gun and points it at me when I pass with my bike.
Rabbits sold by the kilogram
Spicy birds, creative doors, flyes on a cake, precise footwork, crooked back, happy faces. Marrakesch is intense town with loads of stories.
After the firsta and last day of rest from our GSés we are starting to move north in the morning.
Feeling the pulse of Marrakesch
Bikes, mopeds, horses, people, cars, busses passing us from all directions. Driving in Marrakesch puts your focus on maximum.
We parked the bikes at a parking company and checked in at the Riad La Caleche in the heart of town.
We were advised not to walk the 700 meters back to the hotel at night so we took a cab. The driver locked all the doors due to risk of robbery. The streets of Marrakesch are full of life and spectacular shopping in the evening and turns into a dark labyrinth at night where you don´t want to be walking.
The land of dromedary
Stately and calm dromedarys living in the middle of the desert. They just gaze at us as we pass them.
Breakfast, lunch, snack…
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Broken roads
Chris and I took a route that led us through a small villages and loads of river crossings. Previous bad weather had broken the roads due to many land slides and we had to go one by one through the tricky parts and help each other.
Children of the villages followed us up the broken road removing little roadblocks that they built, with the hope to earn a few dirham for their help.
Taroudant to Ouarzazate
290 kilometers from Taroudant to Ouarzazate over the highest mountainpass of Morocco. The road was much worse then expected and with fully loaded bikes it was a grate challenge. As the storm came closer and we moved with walking speed we prepared to spend the night at high altitude.
Climbing goats and sandy storms
After a amazing day riding on the beach we had to reach for the exit befor the tide got to us. A challenging sandy riverbed that finally took us to a small road.
We leave Sidi Ifni in the morning, driving north east. The weather suddenly changes and the temperature rises 10 degrees within 200 meters. The wind is intense and we are surrounded by flying desert sand.
A shepherd is walking his goats and the the lack of food on the grownd makes them creative.
