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Atlas Mountains – Day 3

Starting at low ambient temperatures of about 10°C under overcast conditions and with a 500m climb in front of us, it did not feel right to proceed after 11km in the saddle. I would have been screwed before reaching the summit. 30min later and 30 Dirham less in the pocket, my descent and panorama ride started.

Helpful Moroccans are the best insurance!

Although the winds were still against us, the sky opened up a bit and with each meter on the descent the ambient temperature contributed as well to a nice long downhill admiring this valley and how people make a living out of it.

Chatting with a group of cheerful ladies harvesting olives with a long stick and inviting me to try it myself was another pleasant encounter of the day.

Today‘s night will be in one of the many, simple, clean and friendly places, which makes travelling in Morocco pretty easy.

Fair winds…

Atlas Mountains – Day 2

The wind gusts were my primary enemy today paired with the sand and even managing to swirl tiny little stones around a couple of times. Two times, at very low rolling speed, this brutal force was close to success but I found the balance back before falling over. While walking the bike, I firmly had to hold it for the wind not to take it away. In fractions of seconds these gusts changed direction from left to right followed by total calm sections. Erratic!

The sunshine helped a lot, not only to admire the scenery but also to stay relatively warm. After passing the Tizi-n-Tichkat pass, all layers were needed for the downhill to our accommodation for the night. Great hospitality shown by the hotel staff, who put the gas heater next to the hot mint tea served immediately upon my arrival. A very charming place, fully booked.

A challenging day in the saddle but I feel very much rewarded by the scenery of the Atlas Mountains and its, for sure, long lasting impressions.

Fair winds…

Atlas Mountains – Day 1

The weather is clearly not playing with us. The high pressure system sitting at the east of the Sahara should bring cold but sunny weather. Influenced by the low pressure system north at Gibraltar we get clouds and southerly winds. All this not being a  favourable combination to cross the Atlas tomorrow. I am prepared to give it a miss, if advisable, to respect limits of body, brain and nature.

It shall be a long night sleep first.

Fair winds…

🚴‍♂️…Chichaoua – Marrakesh…🚴‍♂️

We have reached our second stage destination on this trip – Marrakesh. It was a straight forward ride along the signed cycle path; one water & coffee stop and vineyards added new to the list of gardens. No other highlights.

The Atlas Mountains are still hiding in the mist but the weather getting colder next week might help the sky to clear.

Feels good to be back in a hotel, where you get addressed by your name and the preferred pillow height has been retrieved from the system.

Fair winds…

On the approach road into Marrakesh.

🚴‍♂️…Essaouira – Chichaoua…🚴‍♂️

The first half of today’s ride took us up onto 400m in elevation and through some other kind of moroccan garden – mainly spots of olive tree plantations, potatoes, sweetcorn. But it also came with some pain in the buttock bones until we reached the plateau; felt like they were grinding on blank metal.

The second part was pure joy. Pain gone or forgotten, incline over, headwinds ceased, good music, just cruising along. I am travelling too fast for all these wonderful impressions.

Arabic is THE language in these rural areas. French and English are hardly spoken, independent of age. Nevertheless, we get along nicely but longer conversations are barely possible. 

The cost of my accommodation tonight equals exactly the price of the bus ticket for me and the bike,  one way from Essaouira to Marrakesh. 120 Dirham.

Tomorrow I shall see the Atlas Mountains!

Fair winds…

🚴‍♂️…Souira Kedima – Essaouira…🚴‍♂️

I have heard various prayers at different times during the days since the arrival in Morocco. The morning prayers called Fajar become more and more my wake up time, currently at around 6:30am. Staying close to a mosque like last night, waking up is guaranteed. Good start into the day.

Sunset Sea View in Souira Kedima.

Today was the last ride along the Moroccan coastline as I have arrived in Essaouira, my first stage destination on this trip.  It is a port city and resort. My first impression is very positive. After pushing the bike along some narrow busy roads through the medina, I finally ended up at my accommodation booked for the following two nights. It gives me the chance to explore this town a bit further in detail and same time allowing the body for some rest.

Time to get some food now!

Fair winds…

🚴‍♂️…Qualidia – Souira Kedima…🚴‍♂️

We have left Morocco’s garden behind us and what appeared to become a ride to arrive offered some nice moments and scenery. Pleasant biking climate.

One more  time, a light northeasterly wind helped to push us south while the 28mm Conti Grand Prix 4-Season was eating the tarmac without complains.

Souira Kedima is a small fishing village with enough charme for a night to simply put the head down.

Fair winds…

🚴‍♂️…Azemmour – Qualidia…🚴‍♂️

We left our Kasbah around 9am under hazy conditions and only after I woke up the kitchen chef.  We had agreed breakfast at 8am, at that time he was still snoring. No joke!

A fast ride took me further south along the coastline to Qualidia, a stretch, which exceeded my expectations by far. Not boring at all. I know by know, where the vegetables in Germany come from when it says under country of origin: Morocco! I have also seen with my own eyes the hard work associated to it.

Qualidia is well known for its natural lagoon and I enjoyed a short walk to understand and feel how beautiful it must have been before tourism grabbed some substantial share of it.

Fair winds…

🚴‍♂️…Casablanca – Azemmour…🚴‍♂️

Biker Ismail guided me out of town on his so-so aluminum road bike. It was early morning 9:30am and we had a chat as far as the traffic allowed for that. He was at a friend in Casablanca centre over the weekend and now returning back home getting ready for some work. Priorities do matter!

Oum Er-Riba River view & good for a swim.

It took 15km to get the last buildings and developments behind us before country roads presented the scenery in somewhat hazy conditions. While it cleared up at later stage, the road took us through some forest and agriculture areas, all quite green to my surprise.

Upon arrival in Azemmour I strolled through the medina offering everything someone could think off including absolutely fresh & cackling chicken. The pigs were already dead and cut in big chunks.

I have booked my accommodation for one night only in a very nice Riad, which is situated within the historical part of the town. Plan is to keep going tomorrow morning as my goal is to get rather sooner than later back onto the road further down south.

Fair winds…

Moroccan Tea & Tagine

A photo recovery 🚴‍♂️ tour took me to some of the places already visited yesterday while also exploring new suburbs same time. It all ended with Tea & Cake next to the hotel.

For me, Moroccan Tea has now taken over the coffee and is served at each and every corner. There is a clear distinction between the more modern coffee shops with all sorts of fancy creations and the traditional places where tea clearly dominates on the tables. Consumers are also very different and perhaps the tradition outlets will become marginal at one point in time. Cakes, cookies and pastries are readily available, most likely a left over from the French influence in Morocco.

Besides the Moroccan  Tea, I had Tagine on my list and visited tonight a traditional restaurant downtown within the Marché Central area. The ambiance was much better than the dish itself but the Moroccan Samosas as a starter rescued the dinner overall.

Fair winds…

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