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Mhamid 320km 290km

Photos of the day

Depart 7:00 am, Mhamid is empty, the touts are still sleeping. A ed pens before the store moved or two years ago I had delivered to a strip tease on the street, stunned by gasoline vapors (see here) .

It is not the first

Soon the trail becomes sandy, the first dunes, silting first for Patrick.

1 crash

Then we attack the erg, I sail rather badly in the middle of dunes rather ch ... to cross. Patrick takes over and is doing much better than me to find the good parts, but its navigation leads us too far north. I told him that we have to draw to the west. In trying to correct our navigation we get into a basin, where the only exit draws us further north.

It often falls, the bikes were heavy and both refuse to start after each stall or crash. It runs out on the kick. It seeks the highest dunes.

n'ième crash

In erg

I wallow miserably in a big downhill course, the bike fell into the wrong direction, that is to say the wheels up, the sun begins to be high in the sky, I battle for at least 10 minutes to raise the bike, another 10 for the restart, I am ruined.

is recovering in the dunes your c. .... At a crossing of one of these dunes suddenly I see the motorcycle crash of Patrick, the rear wheel in the air, forward roll, "which shovel,

I chose spend a little more left, when suddenly my motorcycle crashes in turn through a hole in soft sand, the same figure "what shovel." It's pretty tricky.

is running out again to start the Brel, who, this time it does not want to leave. We do not understand why it's hot, but nothing more, surely the essence, but for once that it is not gasoline they put in bogus.

We paused, drank, cool machinery, the clock is ticking and we decided to take a heading North West out of the erg.

output erg

We arrive on the shores of Lake Iriki, I pull the floss with a 4x4 agency. We stop at a military post for the control.

4x4 arrives but tries to avoid bypass control, the military gets excited, gesticulating and asks me to wear it to overtake the car, and of course the bike does not want to start, another good side it suits me a bit, playing soldier, I was long past.

Finally the car eventually lead to us, it makes our passports, he tells us is better to take the track that goes south (we took the northern two years ago, hell) and goes to the 4x4.

Lake Iriki

because this track is much nicer. We spend a cohort of British Land Rover full picnic. At Foum
Zguid. It goes directly to our friend Rachel.

the square, lined up, twenty 4x4 VW Touareg desert daubed way. In the middle, man dressed as a blue Rachid doing his clown to entertain the Tamtam cast of Volkswagen. They are all dressed from head to foot by VW with the inevitable multi-pocket vest beige adventurer way, we see the back of which included "exploring your limits". Hmm ... ... ... ...
We did a little spot in the middle, it sits at a table next to the organizer tells us who they are and what they do, we would forget to specify that it imposes these clients actions and donations to remote villages. All this leaves me wondering, when you think there are more than one million euros parked there on the spot.
The service is rather long, the first VIP. It's still the third time we came, and when the note, I cough a bit, I feel that confounds us with VIP. "Hola my friend Rachel, it's been ten years that comes to you, we still have the same bike, it did not come with VW Touareg" (well, it's been only three times in 10 years), and the price is divided by two.

Siesta in Rachid

Given the time we decide to take the road to Tata.

suite .......