The Middle Atlas

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Parent Category: Travel Over There
Category: 2014 - Gap Year
Created: Monday, 17 March 2014 16:08

Mid001Driving north out of the desert, the land begins to subtly change. Sand gives way to pebbles, pebbles to rocks to scarcely occupied fields and into hills that rise steeply and suddenly you are in the mountains. The Middle Atlas is starkly different to what we have seen in Southern Morocco. At first it is the volume of greenery, verdant fields of crops in lush soil, then come the extensive forests of cedar, rising from every available surface on each side of the mountain road. The temperature drops rapidly as we drive into the forests and clouds are thickening, clinging to the mountain tops.

Mid002As we near Azrou, the cloud is low and thick water droplets begin to fall. Through the cloud we can see an occasional village, each looking more like it belongs in Europe than Morocco. This is why they call the area Moroccan Switzerland. When we enter Azrou the transition is complete, the homes are 2-3 stories with white walls and heavily slanted red tiled rooves. The wealth is astounding, and it appears that most of the homes are unoccupied. Our driver Barhou explains that Azrou has many homes owned by wealthy people from Rabat and Casablanca that they use during the snow season and summer. We pull into our hotel a short time later with the view almost completely whitewashed.

When we woke the next day, the cloud was lifting, and we made our way to the nearby Cedar Forest to walk a while. When we arrived at the park a local supplied us with a hand drawn map estimating the route through the forest, he also pointed out a trail marker to help us navigate. We walked the short length of trail to the first marker, then looked for the next and continued on what looked like a path. It turned out it wasn’t a path at all, just a natural flow up the mountain and the marker we thought we saw just a rock. So, we decided to follow the hand drawn map as best we could and see if we could find any of the waypoints (two valleys with a creek running through that met in the middle) described. The map was not particularly helpful for navigating, but at least it gave us a bearing to aim towards and the walk turned into a ramble through the forest.

Mid005-01The ramble was excellent. It had been quite a while since I had walked in a forest without designated trails and choosing the right path up and down valleys was excellent. There had been snow recently, and there was ice pack in many shaded spots along the way. Where the sun shone through the trees the Earth steamed, the trees, so green after the desert, slowly shed their ice drop by drop. The beauty of it all was enhanced by the silence. Only a few minutes from the first marker we lost any human noises aside from our boots crunching in ice, or crunching fallen leaves, and the occasional bird call.

We came to a road and followed it a short way before again entering the forest. Throughout this section we heard the occasional rustling in the trees without seeing the cause. Shortly thereafter the sounds of civilisation interrupted our reverie and we saw a Barbary macaque (Macaca sylvanus), indigenous to the area, descend from a tree a make its way toward a fence. Within minutes we saw dozens of macaque and emerged to a tourist spot where they feed the local population. What surprised me most about visiting this area is that most people drive to this point to play with the macaques, and don’t take the time to wander the surrounding forest and enjoy its wonderful beauty.

 

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Unmarked Hike in a Cedar Forest, Morocco

Mid008-1After our walk, we drove through the surrounding area including Ifrane and found the whole experience to be quite bizarre. It was as though we were no longer anywhere in Morocco. The streets were lined with luxury European style buildings belonging more to the Swiss Alps than any Arab or African culture.  We then drove North to Meknes for lunch and onward to Volubilis, an excavated city that had been occupied by Phoenicians, Carthaginians and later Romans.

Volubilis is an UNESCO site administered by the Moroccan Government, with a 10MAD entry fee. The city is quite large and has some excellent constructs and some excellent signage (mostly in Arabic and French, but some in English). We wandered the city for close to two hours admiring the ruin and views of the nearby town of Moulay-Idriss, which is in the shape of a camel. If you come to the North of Morocco, I heartily recommend a visit. The opening line of UNESCO’s description of this site is “Volubilis is an exceptionally well-preserved example of a large Roman colonial town on the fringes of the empire.”

 

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That night we stayed in Fez, one step closer to the end of our Moroccan journey.

 




	Mid015Other Experiences in Morocco:


Marrakech
Essaouira
Marrakech to Imil
The Route of a Thousand Kasbahs
A Walk in the Dades Gorge
A Night at Erg Chebbi, the Sahara
Northern Morocco and Gouffre du Friouato



	 







		

					

			

	

					
			A Night at Erg Chebbi, the Sahara
			


	




 

 
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		Created: Monday, 10 March 2014 17:39		

 	



	Sah 01Tonight we stay at the Morocco Key’s permanent camp in the desert.



	Erg Chebbi is the edge of the Sahara. We drive out from Rissani across the rocky plains, the road stretching out, seemingly forever, with only vague outlines of mountains marking the horizon. As we drive a new set of mountains appear in the distance, orange and vague, rising from the pale grey plains. As we get closer, we realise they are sand dunes, grand and majestic. Sand begins to build on the rocky plain, small ripples forming into waves coalescing into small dunes. It is an incredible transition. Black stones pit the early sand dunes creating a bizarre contrast while the horizon becomes filled with giant waves of pure, burnished sand.



	We drive along the edge, between the black desert and the dunes of the Sahara, making our way to the end of the road where we will meet our guide for the camel trek. Today we are greeted by Brahim with four camels, and are joined by an Italian couple.



	It is late afternoon and already deep shadows are forming over the dunes. Brahim and the camels snake through and over the dunes offering spectacular and ever changing views. To our west, they rise massively and to east they form a sea stretching to the Algerian border. The sands are patterned by the wind, each dune as unique as a fingerprint. There are ridges where you feel like you are travelling a camel highway while others feel isolated.



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	We stop along a high ridge and dismount. Brahim sets some carpets and from here we will watch the sun set in the valley between two very large dunes. Sunset is an exquisite time in the Sahara. The sands change colour, from reds and oranges to pale cream, the intricate details fading with the light.



	With the sun fallen behind the dunes, we made our way East to the camp through an increasingly eerie landscape. In the fading light perspective began to shift, distances hard to infer, heights hard to discern. Brahim knew the way, and it makes you wonder how the Berber accomplished this in the first place.



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	We are welcomed to the camp by our hosts in full dress. They guide us along a path made of carpets to the dining tent which is large and beautifully adorned, easily capable of seating twenty people. We take tea before being shown to our tent. The tent is incredible – it looks fully lined, has a comfortable king sized bed, and even has electricity, plumbing and piping hot water! This is desert luxury at its finest.



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	We settle in for the night and take our meal – Soup, Salad, Roasted Vegetables, Tagine, and fresh fruit – before joining our hosts by the fire where they are playing Gnauwa music. As the drums beat I gazed upon the clear night sky, admiring the constellations in the orientation of our ancestors. What amazed me most in this star gazing was how desolate it felt when compared to the skies in remote Australia, as though the stars, while plentiful, somehow seemed smaller and less intense.



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	The following morning I arose with the dawn to see the sun rise over the Sahara, the colour of the sand changing subtly every few minutes as the earth rolled and the golden orb flared across the desert. We breakfasted on a dune, with a wonderful panorama setting the mood. We rode our Camels back along a similar track to the previous day, admiring the textures, like fingerprints, of the sand, a gentle breeze riding the crests of the dunes, small curls of sand dancing along ridge and valley.



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	Riding a camel over the sands is an incredible meditative experience and it is easy to get lost in the sensations, physical and visual, and absence of sound. An hour is all we get before once more we hit the road.



	Erg Chebbi, Camel trek, Morocco



	 



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Other Experiences in Morocco:



	 


Marrakech
Essaouira
Marrakech to Imil
The Route of a Thousand Kasbahs
A Walk in the Dades Gorge
The Middle Atlas
Northern Morocco and Gouffre du Friouato



	 



	 







		

					

			

	

					
			A Walk in the Dades Gorge, Morocco
			


	




 

 
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		Created: Friday, 28 February 2014 17:13		

 	



	DA 01The River Dades was an important trading river along the Route of a Thousand Kasbahs, and it has carved a beautiful gorge to explore. One of the features that makes the Dades gorge stand out is the mountain ridge called Monkey Fingers, a formation of rocks that have been smoothly eroded to look like fingers rising from the earth, sometimes intertwining in wonderful combinations.



	Even though I am still suffering from the head cold that has afflicted me since Marrakech, I cannot pass the chance up to walk in this wonderful place. My guide today is Hussein, a young local man that guides many tourists through this area. Hussein explains that very few English speakers visit here, mostly it is French and Italians, thus his English is not fluent but it is enough that we can communicate, although sometimes requiring a mix of other languages (and Google Translate).



	We start the walk at a bridge near the beginning of the valley, crossing the river we follow the road through a village then down to the river. The path we take has a great view of the Monkey Fingers reaching up to the sky. Soon we take a side path through a cleft in the rocks and walk a path eroded by centuries. There is a small amount of bouldering to be done but it mostly a dry creek paved with pebbles.



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	You emerge from the gorge to a series of hills rising up to a plain. The Monkey fingers gradually change to common rock faces as the land flattens out. Here there is a choice in the path – to the left is a broad downhill leading to a dry river bed and back to the township, or to the right a longer walk of around four hours that takes you around the back of the Dades ridge. Through the walk so far, I have had several coughing fits due to my illness and so I opt for the easier path, but if I return to Morocco, I am taking the other path. Hussein also tells me that there are several multi day hikes in the area as well (which is enticing me to return even more).



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	We make our way down to a dry river bed, past stone circles used by nomads to erect their tents when they visit in late summer, and make our way back to town, stopping for lunch on the side of the Dades River. My hotel is at the end of the valley and Hussein takes me on a variety of paths along the Dades ridge to get back. Some of the paths are well worn tracks, while others are the edges of farm plots, or irrigation canals. After a few kilometres, we emerge from the river into a town and make our way by road.



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	It was an excellent day out and I highly recommend to anyone who enjoys a good bushwalk, and to any who want to experience more there are many wonderful opportunities to explore.



	Walking the Dades Gorge, Morocco



	 

	 


Other Experiences in Morocco:


Marrakech
Essaouira
Marrakech to Imil
The Route of a Thousand Kasbahs
A Night at Erg Chebbi, the Sahara 
The Middle Atlas
Northern Morocco and Gouffre du Friouato



	 







		

			




			

				

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