We had to re-trace our steps a but and go back to the village which was the filmset for may films which we previously visited on our bikes. The drive out of the Gorge was just as spectacular as the drive in. Last time we were in the village Peter thought he had seen a sign post for a campsite so we drove through looking for it and out at the other side of town. We continued along a road going to nowhere and again saw the camping sign pointing at what looked like a small hotel surrounded by a high terracotta stone wall with massive wooden gates. We checked and there was camping available. They opened the gates and we drove into a beautiful courtyard with a central fountain and comfy cushioned traditional Moroccan sofas. The camping place was to one side and there was nobody there but us. The rooms for the small 20 room hotel were dotted around the courtyard. (see pic)

It was about 6.30 p.m.by now and the guy asked if we wanted to eat. We said we would look at the menu and he took us up a flight of stairs to two more huge wooden doors and inside was the most amazing restaurant. We were speechless. The seating was low tables with candels and beautiful table lines and wine glasses. There were huge rugs on the walls with many pictures and gorgeous ornate brass lights. It was so totally amazing right in the middle of nowhere. There was also a roof terrace open to the stars with mosaic fountains and sofas. We had a delicious meal with wine, beers and coffee for the grand sum of£30. The cost for a nights campiing with red hot showers was £3.50. In the height of the summer guests can sleep on the roof under the stars for £1.50.

the following day we left for a long journey towards Agadir. The main road out was single track for 100k before we picked up a two lane road. We had to dodge waggons, taxis, coaches and everything. We were glad it was weekend as otherwise it would have been much busiers. Many Moroccans don't like moving over and would see you in the gutter and as it was we ended up with a great big stone chip in the windscreen which has since cracked morre and more and will need replacing. We hope we can manage until we get back to the U.K.

There was a particular town we wanted to visit surrounded by 5k of ramparts, the colour changing from golden brown to deepest red depending on the time of day. There was no campsite here although there were motorhomes camped in a couple of places around the city walls. However, we were note able to do that as the problem we have with our control panel means that as there was no electricity to plug into we would have no lights in the van and would be sat in the dark. As it was getting towards mid afternoon we had to carry on to Agadir as otherwise it would have meant driving in the dark which we avoid if at all possible as some of the roads are bad enough as it is without the added danger of driving in the dark.