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... identical to the Grand Canyon. Our perilous journey continued, each bump and twist in the road adding to the feeling of excitement as we drove. We passed by terraces of Palm leaves woven into round pens, around 1.5 metres in diameter. These were created to catch the sand as it blew over from the desert. Sand can drift as quickly as snow and, Mohammed pointed out, it doesn't melt. These traps therefore ensure that the roads are kept clear for the vast volume of traffic that passes ...
... desert. In the haze of the evening before, it was not possible to see the distant mountain ranges nor the wonderful rippling of the desert sands. Instead of soft golds and oranges, the brilliant sharp morning light highlighted the clear deep purples, browns and reds of the surrounding landscape.
I was not alone in the desert. Small trails in the sands were compelling evidence that our surrounds were home to a ...
... magnificent view below and on route we stopped at a little shop selling pictures. The shop owner explained (through translation by our tour guide) that different tribes used to communicate between different cities through secret messages transported by donkey. A picture or message would be drawn onto a piece of paper in oil which was only visible when burnt.
Once back on the bus we stopped another 2 or 3 times at other locations to enjoy the view, but ...
... colours as the sun rose higher in the sky. It is almost impossible to describe the majesty of the dunes; the colour the shifting shapes and the moulded ripples in the sand. Photos will never do it justice, though we all tried.
After breakfast, our 4 wheeled steeds were waiting to whisk us off to our next adventure into the spectacular scenery of the Atlas Mountains. A big check mark on the bucket ...
... It’s a beautiful moment, looking to the west and letting all the experiences of the last 3 days start to soak in. But now I must make a choice: I might be able to find a place to stay the night here, and continue my hike tomorrow. But another part of me wants a change of pace… I can’t just hike through endless mud earth villages—fascinating as they might be—lest ...