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23-10 24-10 Mhamid

Photos of the day

Alarm 6:30, too late for the sunrise on dunes, too bad. In a classic program of southern Morocco that we had done in 98, the compass and Michelin.

Everybody has confirmed that the passage of the river Rheris after Taouz was not possible, and as we begin to get a little tired of wet feet, climb on the Wadi Rissani to go to gué.La road had been cut the previous week by the flooding, and there remains still traces, many gardens are still under water.

We took the opportunity to make additional gas well sardines, laughing cow, bread and water

dunes of Merzouga

Wadi Rheris Rissani

We therefore crossed the river at the exit of Rissani the water level is not high. Twenty kilometers on tar and it enquiller runway. One hell of a desert and in the parts off road trace. The rains have erased everything

It's nice to make his mark


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It continues to draw south, one sees traces of a 4x4 which crashed in the mud very deep. We must be careful to choose his way, there is a crust of dried mud on the surface and bottom is muddy and it sticks. I try to identify the color of the soil, the more dark the more it sucks. Arrival at Lake Maider is really a lake with water and not just a drawing on a map, it seems quite incredible, two years ago we spent there in the sandstorm, and to paraphrase a friend JF c 'was dry as c. ... Topin them, there is lack stuck.
Lake Maider

A little further south of the lake water has disappeared and the grass has grown it is all green, driving on a golf course.


We end our tracks overlap of 2006 and I recognize the Fougani village, lost in the middle of nowhere, almost. At the end of the village plowing began to enjoy the recent watering is no longer the donkey or camel pulling the plow, but a fine red tractor as those available to the kids (we will not bad during the stay). It bypasses the cultures and hello laborers.
In the distance a small caravan (eh tiny, 5 camels) nomads who move.

are subcultured to the west and as expected, we go back to the hostel Marabout two years later. Lunch stop, Tajine Kefta always like is the brother this time it gets us


After a good meal, ¼ hour nap, we took over the runway, hoping not this time it burst like two years ago, huh Patrick. We will take a track farther south, along the Algerian border, which should lead us to Mhamid. No great difficulty is easy to track the military post. We stop to give the bread of our picnic at a young nomad shepherd cross the runway. In military fort, a small break in the tiny palm around the well.

A young shepherd.

Past the fort, trying to cut the GPS but it crashes on a small hill or mixes and sand stones, we prefer to give up and around. Then the trail follows a rock barrier and becomes very brittle, it beats not bad.

the middle of the track, rocks a chain two poles, stop: "Papers s'you fold. A young soldier down the nearby hill, fill our passports, picks up the chain (moped) and let us pass.

The runway ends in a small grove, then through a village, women doing laundry in the wadi. It includes tar, full of gasoline Tagounite. Sitting on DIY hoses motorcycle Patrick.

arrived in Mhamid, young touts we jump on it, it should not be a lot of people, Patrick will inspect the Sahara Hotel, it is clear by his head no, it must be really terrible. It goes back to the
north is a hotel site, we are the only clients we negotiate a single room at the price of the double. Early inspection of the bike and I noticed that the clutch cable frayed and is about to break, it is replaced in a jiffy.

Excellent day without any problems or galley, superb track, big sleep, tomorrow Chegaga erg.

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