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