
Heading south east from Chefchouan through the middle Atlas there was warning of the hot dry run ahead.
Morocco has been in a drought for the last three years and the signs were there to tell getting drier every kilometre travelled south.



The mighty rivers were streams, streams were dry and in the dust of dry oasis the date palms struggled for survival.




Heading through the towns of Zaida, a bustling highway town, and Midelt, with its big apple, the trucks full of hay and the produce in the roadside stalls added colour to the scene but the air was dry and dusty.






But I guess it was coming down the Ziz Gorge and seeing the Ziz river just flowing bought home to me the extent of the drought.
Droughts are something we are used to in Australia.



Along the Ziz the date palm plantations still looked green
By Rissani 600 km further south and Zegora, futher on, the green had faded.



But this far south it’s the edge of the desert and that has its own charms.











And the hotels which are largely good and well priced offer there own little oasis.


M’hamad is the end of the road leading to the desert. The wonderful sand sea of Chegaga (see a couple of blogs back.)



The M’hamad oasis was bone dry scorched by the sun even as it set.

With Adventurers setting out into the desert in search of their dream in this nomadic life.

It does look very arid! Even the oases don’t seem as lush as they once were. But aren’t they a welcome sight!
Tbe architecture is beautiful, not to mention the Big Apple! Love it! Cheers Pauline
Fabulous photos. What an adventure you are on! Thanks for sharing with us.
Wow! Such great pictures.
Thanks nora
Have been following Lavi & Ollie on YouTube as they are in a similar area (if not the same) as you, Mick. Keep safe and keep taking great photos.
Thanks Peter. Having lunch on the Spain/Portugal border. Have to get up to date with my blog. I was just so blown away in Morocco I didn’t get around to blogging.