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Published: April 11th 2014
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Fes was an amazing experience and a very long day, as our guide was ready for us at 10 and continued to show us around until 6. But it was worth it as there is no way we would have found all those things alone. The next day we took a short country route to Ifrane to see the town and also sort our internet out. After a long time in the phone shop we then headed to a campsite near Azrou.
Last time we camped at Amazigh as the original campsite we headed for at euro camping, had a crowd of touts outside. This time round there wasn’t a single person, so we headed in and dumped Dads truck. We then headed back up the road to find the Barbary Apes that live in the Cedar forest. This didn’t take too long as it was only a couple of miles away.
Once there, Uncle Ray bought a bag of peanuts to feed the apes, and at first this was great fun until the more savvy ones arrived. They knew if they held on to his trouser leg he would give them another peanut to get rid of them,
but when you did, they still held on, or even jumped up to grab the whole bag! After fighting our way through the hoard of angry apes, and instead of heading straight back to the campsite, we decided to go further up the road in search of a nearby lake, but took a turn to soon and ended up back on the road to the campsite anyway.
The next day we left Azrou and headed to the original Berber village in Ain-Leuh, not for the village itself, as that’s crap, but for the road that runs through it to Khenifra as last time this was amazing with the landscape changing every couple of miles. Unfortunately half way down, the road had been closed so we had to take a different route, which was still a very nice route. At the end was a café so Mum Dad and I had a sandwich there while Uncle Ray and Auntie Gill headed off to a small village up the road to see if they could find a family they had stayed with on their last trip.
We then drove through Khenifra towards the campsite in Midelt via Zieda. Again the
road we took was an amazing one, with the ground being a vibrant red, which contrasted well with the greens and yellows of the local plants, and as always the road went up and up and up to reveal some more amazing views, even though Dads engine didn’t like it, we still made plenty of progress.
Today we headed down to the town of Meski via Gourirama. Gourirama is the town where, in the 60's, a coup was about to happen but the king's security stopped it. So we visited the Cobalt mine where they were all imprissoned for 20 years. We then drove in to the center of town to have a drink, then headed on to the campsite. The road to Bounid from Gourirama was a little barren but had mountains all the way around us and a dam near the end. But the road from Bounid to Meski is one bastard long straight for 25 miles, and my god its the most ridiculously boring road. But eventually we arrived at the village of Meski, which is the home town of the tour guide that Uncle Ray had when they were here last time in the motorhome. Though it was funny that all this time no one has bothered us, but the moment we parked up, we've had mini groups of kids trying to sell us their little camels that they've weaved out of palms.
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