After crossing the river in Ourika and some final views backwards towards the mountain ridge it became a fast, straight line return ride back into Marrakesh, where my ten days Atlas Mountain Ride is closing its loop.

Still being a bit overwhelmed and puzzled by all the impressions, I am grateful for the experience and encounters made during my time within this part of the world. It was a very pleasant and relaxed time with the one-off exception – aggressive dogs.

Amazing bike under an orange tree.

The Arabic  word of “Joud“ would summarise it best for me in its broader sense and considering peoples‘ hardship of life paired with the climate conditions within these mountains. All respect!

Fair winds…