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Travel Blogs from Tafraoute
... nearing 40C/105F. The 2-way, paved road was in great shape and hardly had any traffic. The mountains appeared like waves with undulating bands of rust, pink, mauve and charcoal. We must have stopped every 500 meters to take pictures.
Piste to Tafraroute
After 45 minutes, we screeched to a halt when we spotted a hand-lettered sign with a large arrow pointing at a dirt ...
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... customs. Giving nothing back—people don’t like them here”.
We chat a bit more, until I realize I’d better hurry or I’ll miss my bus. I sprint on into town, grab a quick bowl of beans, hop on my bus… and bid this region farewell.
Someday I’ll come back and hike some more of these mountains. But for now, I am finished with this amazing corner of the world
... I’m doing.
"Just wandering around" I say.
Apparently, a white man wandering around the trash strewn fields around Biougra in the middle of a sandstorm just doesn't make sense to him. He tells me he’s the "royal representative" in charge of keeping an eye on this town and he's been getting calls from his agents about this foreigner wandering around.
... climax day.
I reach Boutabi (1516, 3 hrs, 3.0 kms), a quiet village with a mix of simple homes and big, recently built ones… not much going on here… But not far beyond, the cool rock formations start again, beginning with some rocks stacked on top of each other in the shape of a reclined head, with a big nose poking upwards—worth a video clip.
For the next stretch I take my time, clambering along the side of the hills, ...