What's going on in Moulay Bousselham today?

 We climbed the" incline" as it is described in our campsite book. It was in fact several hundred concrete steps with a drop either side, which did nothing for my dislike of heights yet my pal, the mountain goat, positively pranced her way up. Wait for the next pic!

Not the smiling face of an athletic mountain goat......the girl is gasping !

I digress. We watched the boats returning from their night of crab and lobster fishing. They raced down the deep water channel to bring their nets ashore. They don't use pots. Then everyone assembles on the small beach at the port and a spontaneous fish auction begins.

This is a jolly French guy, who is parked not far from us and he had bought himself a crab for tea. It was a whopper!!

We continued our walk along the main street, past the shops and into the souk, which today was full of fruit, vegetables and second hand shoes.

 Then we went down to the beach ( more concrete" inclines"), where there was more fishing activity.
Apart from using a rod and line from the shore,

 men also go scuba diving, hunting for octopus, with spear guns.
At the end of the day, someone has to repair the nets which is where we met these young men.

Now to get off the beach and search for a café.

We kid you not!!

Somewhere far below you might be able to spot a row of motorhomes along the edge of the lagoon. Tomorrow we are off on a boat trip in search of birdlife. We negotiated a fair price with Hassan, for the trip and possibly a lobster lunch on our return at a small restaurant on the beach.  

There have been sellers of raspberries, sea urchins and squid at the front door this afternoon and French folk playing boules on the road behind Delfin.

We are the wrong side of the headland to see the sun setting over the sea but there is a hint of pink in the sky, as this evening brings to an end, another day of  our Moroccan adventure.

Tosbe ho