We left Campingt Zebra
and all the friendly people with whom we had shared our time.We had supped wine and eaten nibbles with Brits, dined on tasty Moroccan food prepared by Dutch owners,Heidi ,Paul and their staff, studied maps and routes with a charming Austrian couple who have a truck for off-roading and bade farewell to a somewhat, asthmatic donkey, who never quite got his "eeyores " to sound right. We then drove the relatively short distance to Bin el-Ouidane.
Once again the scenery was breath- taking.The newly surfaced,tarmac road was a treat to drive and the only tizi en route, snaked its way up the mountains above the snow line ( not much fell this winter so farmers are struggling to irrigate in some places)
We had to stop for bread in Azlal and as you can see from the bag, it was nibbled as we pottered along. Hey come on, fresh, warm bread, what's not to like!
Also the town had the largest market we had ever seen in Morocco. As we wondered whether to join the throng, a policeman stopped us, asked where we had come from, where we were going etc and basically encouraged us on our way.
On the way down through the wooded hills, we caught a glimpse of water, shimmering in the distance. This was the reason for today's journey.
Bin el Ouidane, the largest lake in Morocco. Apparently it covers 94 acres and is used to irrigate the agriculture on Tadla Plain. The turquoise waters of the lake are broken by spits of land and small islands, surrounded by red hills and the lakeshore is dotted with a few isolated properties.
People are able to use the waters for fishing, swimming, boating and cleaning their cars!!
Can you see our parking spot? It is a derelict boatyard and a Guardian will keep his eye on us overnight for the princely sum of £3. No facilities, but we have our own on board and the solar panel will feed the batteries so that we have lights tonight.
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