Fes to Erfoud
This was the longest distance we traveled in any day, about 400 km. The road winds south through Ifrane, Midelt, Er Rachidia to Erfoud, our gateway to the Sahara. As we cross the Middle Atlas Mountains at a 6,000 foot pass, we leave behind the Moorish influence and begin to see the influence of the Berbers, the nomadic tribes one associates with Morocco.
We leave the fertile areas of Morocco and enter a dry wasteland, punctuated by oases and small river valleys, without which, nearly all life would be impossible. As we approach the Sahara, the land looks less and less like earth, and more and more resembles the surface of Mars. Here drought, dust, wind and heat are the enemy. A formidable place.
Do Not Adjust Your Set: These pictures were taken in Mid-April 2000 with a first generation digital camera. They are as big as they'll ever get.
Read MoreWe leave the fertile areas of Morocco and enter a dry wasteland, punctuated by oases and small river valleys, without which, nearly all life would be impossible. As we approach the Sahara, the land looks less and less like earth, and more and more resembles the surface of Mars. Here drought, dust, wind and heat are the enemy. A formidable place.
Do Not Adjust Your Set: These pictures were taken in Mid-April 2000 with a first generation digital camera. They are as big as they'll ever get.