Washboard roads to Zagora

After Tata I cycled to Foum Zguid. From there I did a piste to Zagora. The things I will remember the most are the silence of the dessert or actually hamada as this piece of rock infested land is called. The road was bad and some parts I had to walk but so far the best part of the tour. I camped in the middle of nowhere offcourse but the beatiful stars in the sky kept me company... how romantic. In Zagora I met Michael from Germany where I have been riding with towards Agdz... This has to be one of my easiest going cycle trips, I take a lot of days off.. People are nice but kids can be frustrating. More on that in the next post!