At Ait Benhadou we bid farewell to the Aussies Kim and Grant and we headed back on our way back to the coast to continue our journey south. This took us to the coastal city of Agadir (nice beaches and restaurants) and then on to Dakhla and through the Western Sahara to the border with Mauritania. We were informed that Morocco was celebrating the peaceful independence of Western Sahara which is now independent under the rule of Morocco as opposed to the rule of Spain. The peacefulness is reflected in the army posts every 200m along the shoreline and the dozens of road blocks we passed.
Windswept and very sparsely populated, the landscape is bleak at best but somehow also very engaging. We are told that the hinterland of Western Sahara is fantastic to explore, something for the next time we pass through the region.
Old Peugot motorbikes 
What men do in Morocco, sit at a roadside cafe and drink tea 
A dog’s life – Agadir beachfront 
Agadir beach camels 
Fort Bou Jeriff camping 
Fort Bou Jeriff ruins and a PYT 
Abandoned fuel station 
Masters degree in truck loading required 
And we worry about falling over sideways! 
Fuel station for those that did not take in the last 200km 
A small stop to stretch the legs 
Miles and miles of road 
Sand storm blowing across road 
Le Camp Bedouin overlooking salt pan 
Le Camp Bedouin overlooking salt pan 
Camels, camels and more camels 
Windswept 
View from approaches to Dakhla 
Free camp in Dakhla 
Pre-dawn run for the Mauritanian border 
Entering the tropics 
Mr Orange at dawn 
Western Sahara 
Desert taking back its land 
Coastline of Western Sahara, repeated for 100’s of kilometers 
Sand storm 
Lands good for camels only
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