The plan was to visit the White Valley. As we weren’t sure where to find it we were going to follow our fellow campers, a tour group who were staying at Camp Jemal in Terjit. The previous evening we had been talking to the young Mauritanian guy who owned the…
I am delighted to report our mosquito net was a great success. I was concerned it would be claustrophobic and keep in the heat. There isn’t much space between our sleeping platform and the ceiling. However, it was not at all restrictive and felt like sleeping in a protective cocoon.…
Leaving our desert camp we head for the Mauritanian capital, Nouakchott. Since we crossed the border there has been little in the way of a township. Just huts, tents and tumbledown shacks. My impressions of Mauritania so far are not favourable. Apart from the filth and squalor, the guards we…
Dakhla Dakhla is located at the end of a long narrow peninsular. After our late arrival and not very successful camping, we decided in future we must try to stop by 4pm and will wild camp rather than stay in scruffy locations with no facilities. Most of the camper vans…
We were stirring and thinking about getting up when Adam knocked and told us the weather wasn’t looking good. We leapt out of bed and on unzipping the tent were met with billowing dark clouds. It looked as if rain wasn’t far away. A rush to pack up. We were…
Much warmer this morning and a cloudless, beautiful day. While we are having breakfast Adam realises he has left his fuel cap behind at the last refuelling stop yesterday. He decided to drive back for it. Aziz, the campsite host, tells Adam there is a new road he can take…
Yesterday we decided to stay put. We discovered that the campsite had 2 washing machines. A rare occurrence for a Moroccan campsite. Too good an opportunity to miss, so we did all our washing. Fortunately it was a sunny day and we managed to get almost everything dry. Although it…
Leaving Bellevue Camp near Moulay-Idriss Hallelujah. It’s a lovely morning. A beautiful blue sky day. Poki is filthy after all the rain, spray and mud so Dennis spends time cleaning her. We then try and get some of the dirt off the Caranex tent and dry that out too. Finally…
Friday, 6th January There was no rush to get up as we were waiting for Adam. We expected him to arrive anytime from midday onwards. I got up but Dennis remained in bed, catching up with the blog. It’s the most comfy place to do it. Dennis had just got…
Vejer de La Frontera The rain had stopped when we awoke, but being under pine trees there was no chance the Caranex tent, or the awning, which we had also put up, would get dry. After our usual porridge breakfast, showering and tidying up, we packed up a very wet…