Colours

We set off from our 1970's bunker like hotel past this local Kasbah at the crack of 10 o'clock. To be fair to our hotel, it did have a certain 'Prisoner' like ambiance and the grub was excelllent but if it is exposed concrete render decor you like, then the any station Jubilee line extension is probably a better look. This old Glaouli Kasbah is much more the Morocco we came to see.


It is hard to think of Morocco as a green place. I think of North Africa and picture Mountains, sand, rock and general dryness. The weird thing is at the moment, the place is covered in green....and in the most unexpected places. Even the bare rock seems to be able to support some life.


We headed for Tafaroute with the idea of dumping the luggage in a hotel and going for a ride without weight on the bike for a change. In the 1980s, a Belgian artist and an off duty fire crew took 16 tons of paint and went a but nuts. We went for a look at the painted rocks and rode around amongs them. The rocks shapes are mad enough on their own but when they are painted, the look genuinely surreal.


Richard got a bit bored riding his bike in the generally accepted 'normal' manner and so decided to improvise. There is a video of what happened next but again, this had to be censored for the general good.

Distance 185km

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