FollowDon’t ride the buses at night Younes tells us, especially over mountain passes. But then again, that’s the only way to get to Tafraoute- 5-6 hour bus ride departing at 3pm.
Moroccan road slang (flashing lights, horns), spoken articulately by our bus drive, successfully delivered us along a one way road with blind corners, no side rails and deathening drop offs.
I managed not to get ill with my stomach perched atop my tongue. I read, listened to music, pantomimed Arabic words for scary, deathly, steep and shared them with my fellow passengers. At 7pm the obligatory stop for prayer and meal…
With only water, we received offerings of dates and crackers from sympathetic passengers. Once over the manic pass, our brakes squealed with every turn.
After a restful sleep, we were awaken to a beautiful crimson sunrise, illuminating our valley nestled between red granite mountains at 3257ft.
September 23rd, 2009 by Sugar
Riding Post Canyon at least once a week… I may be in shape enough to keep up with No Brakes by late 2010.
September 21st, 2009 by mom
wow!
I congradulate you on being able to take that bus ride in the first place. I quess I am a little scared.
But, what a view of those mountains.
I bought a map of Africa. So I can see your stops.
Mom