Little Bit at the top of the hill, overlooking the Souss Massa National Park. We were thinking Yay!, trails, hikes, a good walk after so much time in the car traveling westward... but things are different here. The national park is part of where people have lived for centuries, farmland, towns, cities, and so on, and one had to get a guide for this. In case we got lost. So we did. And were guided along the river that runs to the sea through farmlands where we were able to identify quite a number of birds in the flooded farm areas and on the edge of the water. Where we didn't get lost. After a few hours of great heat (!!!) and a nice walk, we returned our guide to his post, and continued onwards.
Flooded farms, all part of the Souss Massa National Park.
And there it was, the ocean! What an amazing sight, couldn't wait to get there! I didn't realise how much I missed the water until we started to get close to the ocean again, and let me tell you it was fantastic to smell the briny air.
Fishermen built their shelters into the rock along the shore-- seasonal shelters, as they lived in these while the fishing was on, then after months of this, back to families in town.
What a view!
What a fantastic day!!
And we found a surf school... open at some other point in time.
Cattle egret with the donkey.
There were many different flowers in bloom, and we found another Sleeping Berber on the way back to the car, realising that we really should have documented all of them for a series.
Argan trees. It's the pit that the oil comes from. What a lot of work for that magical oil for hair, skin, health.; made right here by hand.
We left our guide and traveled onwards... hoping to get to our next destination with great ease... and to buy a bottle of wine-- we'd heard that there was a larger centre on the way where we could get some, and thought how lovely that would be, once we settle in at our next awesome riad, we will celebrate the arrival to the coast with a nice glass of wine and watch the sunset from the rooftop terrace which we had come to expect.
Gotta tell ya', it was not a straight forward happening can you believe it.
We found our surf town Taghazout, walked around, checked out a few riads, were not so impressed. For such a beautiful location right on the beach, and with obvious surf swells RIGHT THERE, it was more than disappointing to not only smell raw sewage but to see it running along its course through town into the sea.
We opted to do a bit more driving, and asked a few people we saw with surf boards, and found a beautiful spot in Tamraght. Without wine. We had poor intel with regards to the wine source. (Don't you worry, it was on the list of dreams for this trip, so somehow we would make wine on the roof-top terrace happen).
But we did have a roof top terrace, and we did watch the sun drop over the horizon, what a beautiful sight.
Tell me you know what we had planned for the next day...