Walking Tasusiyt


“Ali baba, ali baba! How are you my friend?” The young guy in the blue jalabah sticks his hand out to me. I take it and knows what he wants. He owns a shop for herbs and tea. The previous day I had a little chat with him about my next journey. About the real berber tea he sells. “Real good for nose and stomach!”

After I told a friend I wanted to hike for a month in Tenerife, her answer was: “Why don’t you go to Morocco? It’s way more interesting.” My eyes lit up and my mind was already there. Morocco, or, the place the sun sets. I don’t know anything about Morocco so I started doing research on the net. Not much was found about hiking or cycling in this country and for me this is always a good sign. A country unknown to long distance travelers.

When looking on the map I soon found a long river, leading from the Atlas mountains to Agadir. This seemed a good hike and from the mountains I could walk back to Marrakech. The whole strech is around 300 kilometers and perfect for a 20 day hike. Walking a river is a good way to get to know a country.

The valley of the sous river is among the most furtile areas in Morocco. Dates, palmtrees and fruittrees are in abundance in the lush area. Located between the Atlas and the Antiatlas this region is a Berber region where most people speak their own berber language. A very interesting place to explore and to see the real Morocco.

During my journey I’ll make one analoge picture every day. To describe the day I use as many words as kilometers walked that day. This way I have to make every word count and make every picture count as well to tell the story.

Starting from Agadir means I will follow the river upwards; to the point where the river starts. This is high in the Atlas mountains, where temperatures are below freezing and ask for good preperation. After crossing the Atlas mountains I will walk back to Marrakech and mister herbtea in the long blue jalabah.

I leave his shop with a bag of the real berber tea. Actually I wasn’t planning to buy any tea but the power of Moroccan haggling is as strong as the burning sun in the Sahara desert. “Good luck my friend, and be carefull!”

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