It was time to move on. Niki had had a couple of days to unwind and we were all keen to head south. Leaving the campsite near Agadir we made our way to the Marjane supermarket to pick up a few bits and pieces before heading towards Tiznit, where we stopped to have lunch. Our destination was Sidi Ifni a large town on the coast. We checked into the “El Barco” campsite, which we have stayed at on several occasions in the past.
Many years ago Niki and I had enjoyed our first taste of Camel meat in Sidi Ifni, in a small restaurant not to far from the souk. The restaurant had grilled our brochettes on a charcoal grill sat out on the pavement, it was terrific and ever since we have enjoyed camel meat in Morocco.
After a great nights sleep and breakfast al fresco the four of us walked up into the main town, in fact we walked almost all the way, but Godfredo was struggling a bit so we took the local bus the last few hundred metres. After a quick look round the souk we set off to find the restaurant where we had enjoyed the camel brochettes. Although we managed to find the restaurant they were unable to offer us any camel meat brochettes this time and suggested we try one of the restaurants in the souk itself. Finding a restaurant was easy and we sat in the sun with Gillian & Godfredo enjoying a super lunch after which we strolled back to the campsite where we relaxed in the sunshine looking out over the mighty Atlantic ocean watching the waves crashing onto the stony beach. Niki & I took a stroll later in the evening as the sun was setting to take some photo’s.
It was a little overcast when we woke up, but as we planned to set off towards Tan Tan Plage a little less than 200 kilometres further south we didn’t mind. It was a beautiful drive through the mountainous countryside to reach Guelmim where we stopped to get money from an ATM machine, top up with fuel and check our tyre pressures. Stopping in a Shell petrol station we topped up with diesel but the airline wasn’t working. Godfredo who had tried to use it first only managed to deflate his tyres a little, rather than top them up, creating a problem, that was to cause him to have an interesting drive during the afternoon. Godfredo has an Iveco based camper with twin rear wheels, with the inside rear right hand side tyre too soft, he found the road holding far from normal. When we eventually arrived in Tan Tan Plage he went in to a tyre shop where they had to remove his wheel in order to centralise the tyre which had worked loose on the rim, fortunately he hadn’t suffered a blowout which could have been much more of a problem along the roads we were travelling.
The sun shone strongly as we drove along the winding roads that climbed up through through wonderful mountain scenery, the colours changing continuously on the rocky terrain from light sand to dark ruby red. Apart from the scattered thorn trees there was little in the way of vegetation, we were after all on the very edge of the desert. There were few vehicles on the road, but occasionally we would see a small boy herding sheep or goats, a typical scene everywhere in southern Morocco.
We arrive in Tan Tan then drove a further 25 kilometres to El Quatia on the Atlantic coast, known by most travellers as Tan Tan Plage. Having set up in the Sable d’Or campsite, on the edge of the beach, we sat chatting away over a glass or two of wine until 7 pm when we wandered across to the site’s restaurant for a superb fish dinner. Feeling full to bursting point we wobbled our way back to our campers and collapsed into bed, to quickly for Niki who couldn’t sleep due to indigestion, we should have gone for a little walk after the meal but didn’t.
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