The paint job we received from a Moroccan artist near Agadir.
A stop in the Sahara
In the middle of the Sahara stuck in sand between two bushes. Sand tracks, four-wheel low, and lockers do the trick.
In the sands of Erg Chebbi, Morocco.
One of the guides and a few of the camels used by Le Petit Princess for overnight desert trips.
The patio just outside the office at Le Petit Princess
Feeding one of the camels Le Petit Princess uses for its overnight desert journeys.
The truck parked at Le Petit Princess. We setup camp here and I worked on the lights finding that they were fine, but the ground point was bad.
The dunes of Erg Chebbi loom and beckon from the distance.
The distant view of Erg Chebbie as you approach on the highway.
A spice stand in the market in Rissani.
The curvy road through Dades Gorge.
A small town in an oasis on a desert plain at the foot of the Atlas Mountains.
The Atlas Mountains near Cascades d’Ouzad.
Cascades d’Ouzad is a waterfall in the Atlas Mountains near the source of the feeding river.
The Atlantic Coast from the highway heading North from Agadir towards El Jadida.
Later in the afternoon Celine placed her foot in the sands of the Sahara.
In the morning Celine put her foot in the snows of the Atlas….
Our teacher showing us a hand made drill and how it works.
The rear lights from ELS provided reliable artificial daylight which assisted us in getting back on the road instead of spending the evening out in the desert sands (not that it would have been bad).
The local market parking lot. Donkeys are the transportation option of choice.
Armed with her experiences in India, Celine expertly negotiates the purchase of a few spices.
Our market guide, Mohammed.
A very remarkable spice stand. In this market you get to try before you buy.
Re-enflating the tires after escaping the sand trap.
It was after nightfall before we got out of this mess.
What is special about this sand is that there is about 40 more feet of loose sand under the visible sand. Zero traction.
A slow process. Dig, place tracks, drive forward. Repeat.
While we waited for our pizza I decided to check out the kitchen. Nice!
A view of the truck from a cave we came across while taking a shortcut through the mountains.
The truck setup in Zebra Camp.
The truck stopped for our highway breakfast.
The truck stopped on the road. The road is half of the river filled with concrete.
Self explanatory.
Yes, a donkey is the original 4X4 (and goes many places our truck cannot).
The Mediterranean Sea near our camp in Spain.
Who needs upgraded shocks?
Every person must have their own satellite dish.
Google Maps position in the Straight of Gibraltar.
Our view from the mountain Kasbah.
Our view from the mountain Kasbah.
The ladies of Zebra Camp preparing bread.
View from outside our room at the Kasbah.
Ruins of an old Kasbah.
Our excellent breakfast in the Kasbah.
The breakfast view from the road when we stopped after sleeping in the Atlas Mountains.
The sign for Cadsablanca on the highway.
Landscape scenery from the piste north of Dades Gorge.
The Rock of Gibraltar as seen from our ferry.
Our campsite friends from the gas station on our first night in Morocco.
The curvy road through Dades Gorge.
The jammed ferry.
Chris and Hassam, whom guided us 20 meters to a view of the falls behind his house.
Cascades d’Ouzad
The view from our highway breakfast after driving through the Atlas Mountains.
View of Africa from the ferry in the Straight of Gibraltar
The treacherous road to the source, where one dew drop can be found on a special plant to cure all ailments and establish world peace.
