...LOOKING FOR ADVENTURE...

We are now beginning to come to the end of these fantastic views of the Atlas mountains, as we were not far now from Marrakech.

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We continued to, l think it was Ansi (well, it was over 6 months ago Bill), where the party split up with me followed by Bill in the Landcruiser heading on to Marrakech and the others rode a final piste.

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We all met up again later that afternoon in Marrakech at the Hotel Le Menara for a few beers. The plan was then to meet again later that evening for our last meal together.
Doesn't appear to be any happy faces listening to Dave.

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Time for a group photo.
Judging the lack of diners at the other tables they must have known it was bikers night.

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After two weeks of male company, the sight of attractive scantily dressed ladies was of great interest to most of us. More so than Waynes dancing prowess.

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Dave decided it was a good time to check out the menu.

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Never before had l seen such fast vibrating hips.
Think l'd better stop there as l'm beginning to drift off into a dream world.

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Oh alright just one more then.

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This was an excellent way to end the tour on a high, with good food, good company and lots of wine, a brilliant night.

Final words
Morocco provided more than l could have expected with spectacular scenery of epic proportions that these photo’s can never portray. The local people we met were very friendly and courteous, often shaking hands with us when we stopped on a piste's, sometimes they would stop to talk or accept a cigarette but very rarely did anyone ask for money.

One memory of the people that sticks in the mind was when we rode into village’s way off the tourist routes. Children would run out from their schools or houses to wave excitedly from the side of the track as you went past, with their parents and grandparents returning a wave, not something l think would happen if you were in a 4x4 or car.

I was looking for a challenge and not an easy ride, this trip provided that by the bucket full. Every day there were different surfaces to ride on from fast graded piste’s to mud, ice, snow, loose rock, gravel, wet compacted clay etc. cement dust heaped over perilous blind corners in the mountains, this trip had it all, often without any warning. Added to this was the daily unpredictability of where we would end up that night, because the weather may change, or bikes breakdown or perhaps that mountain road that you rode on last time may have disappeared due to rock fall or flooding, all this added to the sense of adventure that a ride on tarmac can never provide.

What turns a good trip into an unforgettable one are the people you ride with, no more so than here and l would like to take this opportunity thank Bill, Tim and Wayne from Moto-Morocco and fellow riders Dave, Chris, Gary and Tony, for sharing their photo’s of this amazing trip and for their great company, humour and encouragement on a trip l will never forget.

Thanks to you all.
 
moto-morocco 2008

Nick,

really good write up,and right back at you,these trips are made by the people who ride them,morocco provides the stage.......

look forward to seeing you on future trips:D

Wayne
Moto-Morocco
 
Nick,

really good write up,and right back at you,these trips are made by the people who ride them,morocco provides the stage.......

look forward to seeing you on future trips:D

Wayne
Moto-Morocco

Thanks for your comments.
Look forward to meeting up with you again.

Cheers
Nick
 


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