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Travel Blogs from Tinerhir
Mabel and the Masters head for the Mountains
... an hour took about 25 minutes and we had information on where to do a grog stop to boot. Of course we slipped him a little tip based on the last piece of information alone!!
The best we could do for a bush camp that evening was a barren, rocky dry creek bed with quite a slope in the area where we put our tent. Tim and I whipped up a tasty Chicken Provincial as the temperature dropped to near freezing temperatures. Of course a large fire was in order to keep the ...
OTHER HIKES: Tinjedad Oasis
... But this gentleman didn’t ask, he just brought it to me, so I wouldn’t be able to refuse…
I chat with my kind host about how refreshing it is for a city guy like me to be able to enjoy this peaceful setting. Then I wander through the village past what looks like the tomb of a saint… to a paved road on the other side. There I find a castle like mud structure several floors high… I guess a family castle… but you ...
Troubles
... just playing music by the river, totally unfazed as us hapless foreigners passed by (though very helpful when they noticed we went the wrong direction).
The Todra Gorge was at least 5 km from the oasis, and we tried to walk, but the heat set in pretty quickly on the shadeless road. We crammed into a petit taxi with two other local passengers - thankfully a short ride.
The gorge itself was impressive, but certainly not what I ...
3200 ft ascent, 15KM trek & 1 batshit crazy gu
... that's seen me walk or hike knows I only have 1 speed. Anyway, we ha to ad lib to try to catch him as there was no clearly defined path. Once he saw us, he instructed us on how to get there and then lectured us about staying on the "path"... We were determined to not let his antics ruin our trip, but he kept mentioning that we could hike back to town and see all of these other sites, but he was trying to sell up...we said we'd pass, shortly later, he mentioned that we ...
Day 4: Hike to the Top of the Valley
... overkill! It gives me a glimpse at the contradiction of this place. Here you have people who spend countless hours in backbreaking labor, just to grow a little patch of wheat to put foot on the table—nothing more… Then you’ve got people with relatives in the big city and even abroad who give them presents worth more than a year’s harvest of one of these wheat patches!
I continue on alone in the darkness, just soaking it all ...