It was another pano-day, heavily influenced by a planning mishap, which ended up to play in my favour and finally became one of the best rides since I arrived in Morocco. I have now upgraded Morocco biking to 4 out of 5 stars, not quite matching Lake Toba/Indonesia, Santo Altao/Cape Verde or Bermuda. This considers scenery only and does not take other things like culture, etc. into consideration. Beautiful nature and a good bike make out my adveture days on the road. Here is how it all unfolded:
After a good breakfast, body and brain were prepared for the final downhill into warmer climate. My accommodation was booked in Ourika the evening before. I need to know my end point before starting off, that‘s me. The initial draft Komoot planning was set to 60km until I learned that there are two towns with somehow similar sounding names. I got it mixed up. Long story short, the extra 20km took me through some of the nicest routes so far along the northern rim of the Atlas Mountains. Small rural villages embedded into the farmland, a bit of Tuscany feeling. This plateau at the foot of the mountains seems to be very fertile for agriculture. It included 10km gravelling on hard compacted roads and after quite a bit of up- and downhill ended back up on a ridge reaching 1000hm in altitude. Strolling along, it offered spectacular views towards the High Atlas Mountains showing their white toppings. I did not want to move on. Hard to imagine a better way of saying goodbye!
The short but steep decline took me back into reality for the night.
Fair winds…
