A Whole Lotta Sand

Day 1 – Slow start Not even half a day in reality. By the time we’d had breakfast, packed our panniers, checked emails and then carried the bikes down the…

The Coastal Road

Climbing the argan tree The landscape from Essaouira to Agadir was dominated by the Argan tree, which is indigenous to this region and similar to the olive tree. I passed…

The Forbidden Fruit

Yes, you’ve guessed correctly, it’s another anecdote involving food. I’m gathering quite a collection of these, but for now, I’ll just share the latest fruit fiasco. I spent a couple…

What Lovely Melons

On the day riding out of Chefchaouen, I first passed along a fertile, wide-bottomed gorge, through Ouazzane and continued on the road south towards Fes. Throughout the morning I’d barely…

The Sum of all Troubles

One dedicated reader commented recently that I’ve not mentioned many troubles encountered. The simple reason for this is that, so far, I’ve not encountered many problems. Well, nothing that has…

What Bandits?

Warning: Bandidos Back on my first day in Cuba, I was conversing with a sympathetic Havana taxi-driver. In my rusty Spanish I explained that I was going to spend the…