A Dire Warning – M’Hamid, Morocco

  In the desert, any bar is a good bar, but you don’t get to choose your drinking companions…   I step into the shade of the “La Boussole” bar and collapse gratefully onto a couch beside the dining table.  Outside, in M’hamid, the temperature is living up to the Sahara’s reputation. (Above: watering holes…

Into the Desert – M’Hamid, Morocco

…Mohamed climbs out and walks around the car.  He squints at the sand around the door sills and kicks at the tires.    Bill and I look at each other, and feel grateful we brought plenty of water.   “Now we push”, says Mohammed… It’s 06:45.  The sun’s coming up.  I untangle myself from my sleeping…

The Rifs – Chefchaouen, Morocco

…the town has become a bit of a pilgrimage for pot heads in the last ten years, because the hill country is full of huge marijuana crops… I ride into Chefchaouen with a sporty gent in his elegant ’70s Merc’ coupe.  The steady climb up the mountain roads makes me alternately sleepy and dizzy, but…