October 2009

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Lorna Morgan In Films

.. Er-rich to Imlil, the end of October ... ?????? What a wonderful country. Azrou

Time passes, and sometimes we give ourselves a little lazy to write about the trip, not because we passed through places, known to his people or not we have time. But the trip is already known, the time is spent in different ways.
So, just entering in the Middle Atlas from Er-Rich. The road to Imilchil is amazing, is arid, with majestic mountains and landscapes, extensions and extensions rojidos brown everywhere you look, with some sheep and goats ramado lost between immensity. There are sections where the road runs for miles along small rivers, then enjoying small fields of corn, and some orchards. One thing is certain, as in Morocco that we are, you'll always across populations, small concentrations of houses not many miles each, people walking everywhere, spontaneous appearances and disappearances that continue to leave us awestruck. It is very rare to describe the ability to be anywhere at any time !!!!!! The good thing was going parándoles to bring some to leave their villages or in the middle of nowhere on their request. And where will they go?? Namely, we say that the Berber is not our forte as a language!
Imilchil is nice, although

part of the landscape has changed with the arrival of many tourists from all over, either in 4x4, motorbike, btt .. What good has been reached on the Sabbath, market and enjoy their craft shoemakers,

welders teapots, or not to call sacamuelas itinerant dentist)

So after some haggling, with none of the wheels, we have come to a pond not far to seek tranquility and a place to do laundry, which we miss.
lake legend says he comes from the tears of a Berber who did not leave to marry the woman he fell in love. Not far away there is another lake of tears of the maiden. Thus, knowing the legend, tradition brings to the Berber village men and women looking for love once a year, in late September, there is talk that is a market, a festival ... and we've come a couple of weeks later. With how well it would have been to one of the singles in Fragonafrica! And we're going to do! Will have to return next year to try their luck. By the way, say that it is women who choose the lucky winners! (As always ))))).
We followed a road trip who are just finishing the Todra address. The trip has been something hard and long stretches, but beautiful.

and of course, by taxi, iep heart ... ... and in that picture ... and where is it then ????????????? Jose

At Todra we reunited with some old glories with which some us and we were nine years ago, and really could not have received better hospitality.
After seeing the changes, we have gone to Mohammed, who once was a simple craftsman's throats, who traveled with some old friends in Morocco for over ten years, and today These days there is a small little hotel. Hotel Panoramique, Chez Moha, and the way we do a bit of propaganda. Here we've been hearing good live music, taking rich tea with mint and feeling at home for a few days. The truth that has been a real pleasure. This area is great to climb, so we have not lost time, climbing shoes, harness, and has enjoyed the Moroccan rock.
must be said, especially after the concern shown by some, er boy appeared on the second day to be here, happy, and explaining that he had finally reached their compis to Chefchaouen, and had had a major setback to break into the Midelt area some screws that secure the rear wheel, so good on some days has been entertained.

And as always travel extreme coincidences, such as finding someone know where you least expect it, as has happened in Todra, where nine years ago met a few here as "long", and here we are back on ... . We have extended the stay a day longer than expected, as was not bad. In the end the most viciae escalation had to make an effort to disengage from the rock, (each finger to get them into the van to the force with tears in their eyes).
follow the trip to the Gorges du Dades, and although these have not been what we expected, never ceases to amaze some corners where capricious nature is dedicated to creating art, or where man has left traces of their passage and mud adobe architecture.

After continuous gorges around the Dades Valley, almost to Ouarzazate. On the way we learn some valley diverted to less-traveled side, reaching towns lost full, but full of children! area really is spectacular, with some peaks that already exceed four thousand feet high, as the Ighil M'Goun.

We decided to spend long Ourzazate, one does not know if you have a phobia of cities, but of course ours is the rural world. We have spoken of a place in the area of \u200b\u200bJebel Siroua, and from there we went, even and not really knowing how to reach, and certainly cost us ours. The first part takes us to Amassine tracks, which is a peculiar people, surprising and lost, where spin wool grannies sitting in any corner in any part of the street There

fragon and we let the four sausages in the Joselin Patrol looking for the following people (in stock of diesel, petrol and no sight in tens of kilometers. Just a bottle of 25 ltrs for both vehicles! Mmm!) The next place we do not know the name, but it certainly is amazing. Dozens of houses pastor, surrounding a green meadow, taking refuge in a mountain of granite blocks Arredondo, while listening to the songs of the shepherds who pasture in the mountains and meadows in the vicinity.

Following the trail a few miles more we Assiwane. The town continues to be one of the people of nomadic pastoralists are hundreds in the area, but the scenery is incredible maze of blocks of different shapes and sizes around you amid a flat green meadow. Idyllic.
. It's a place we want is not too developed in the future, everything and we know that already appears in magazines climbers, bouldering enthusiasts and hikers.
er next day Barto child and engaged to develop the Patrol, who walks a little needy,
and Jordi Jose and shipped to enjoy a few hours of peak near from the area .. a little hill always good it!

After enjoying some great days in this area near the Jebel Siroua, we take the road to Marrakech.
is time to buy some food, and fill the pantry. Marrakech is a mega-tourist town, operated thousand percent to tourism but there's no denying it has its charm, especially in the souk and the medina. We arrived at night to enjoy the main plaza, Djemma el - Fna, in its most dramatic, full of live music performances, dances, food stalls, ... but by what you hear from those who have been here years ago, is no longer what it was. Is it that Ryanair offers cheap flights or whatever, but hundreds of tourists everywhere.

So in one day, with sufficient doses of city and overwhelmed to buy in your shop or eat at the restaurant, we address Imlil, Toubkal National Park base, with about 4100 mtrs, the highest mountain in Morocco and North Africa, besides other interesting peaks. Er boy, little has been mountaineer in Marrakech with the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing in Essaouira in about three or four days, and Jordan with a little sprain is going to have to be on guard at the furguneta, with long teeth, and stick legs ... And here
is the blog in recent weeks. Besides the little adventures that we explain, you see that the fragon going well, but take a humble black and poor is so short that we have already got the odd scraped, but otherwise is behaving very well! As for the time around here, it seems that we will extend a bit, at least until 15 November, which is when we have the date of entry into the visa to Mauritania.

We send a great big kiss to all and all of my heart!