Has it really only been six days in Morocco? Seems like ages.
A few photos from the ride so far.
Balleria: €83 open-return at the counter.
Nice boat mister.
Gibraltar: Rule Brexannia!
Big advs as far as the eye can see. And a chimney stork.
Pointy bridge – no stork nests on there.
Bell Moto III + Qwik-Strap. Good combo on the non-ballistic Him.
In to the hills.
Windy and 6°C.
Popcorn and peanuts for lunch + a tub of Vache for emergencies.
Anergui – always wanted to visit.
Up the Assif to MH18. Easy enough if not too wide.
Follow the river.
Two mules on a bridge.
No way through to Taghia they say. Fair enough.
2900m – highest sealed road in Morocco. Probably.
Ait Bou’ valley.
Overpriced kasbah. You live and learn.
That centre stand needs bending before it gets bent.
Low route to Demnate. Glad to have the grippy Michelin Wilds.
Old Bedford AWD – an Enfield among lorries.
Back in the clouds on the Demnate crossing trying to outrun a forecast downpour.
Never ask a duck for directions.
Himalayan just laps it up.
I appear to have soiled myself.
Young Berber ninja patrol.
Back down to Skoura.
Your classic Moroccan lunch.
Goat in a crate + some seasoning.
Leatherman sugar breaker.
Midday at the oasis. Boots nearly dry now.
Next – a couple of day trips back into the hills, then down to the Sahara for some desert biking.