Slow Sailing

07 November 2017 | Puerto Santa Cruz, Tenerife
16 October 2017 | Graciosa, Canary Islands
09 October 2017 | Rabat, Morocco
30 September 2017 | Ait Bennadou, Morocco
11 September 2017 | Cadiz, Spain
27 August 2017 | Faro, Portugal
11 August 2017 | Guadiana River, Portugal
04 August 2017 | La Linea, Spain
31 July 2017 | Marina Smir, Morocco
18 July 2017 | Granada, Spain
29 June 2017 | Pollenca, Mallorca
19 June 2017 | Mahon, Menorca
08 June 2017 | Ciudadela, Menorca
26 May 2017 | Soller, Mallorca
06 May 2017 | San Antonio Harbor, Ibiza
24 April 2017 | Ibiza, Balearic Islands
02 April 2017 | Valencia, Spain
21 March 2017 | Brittany, France
22 February 2017 | England
03 February 2017 | Valencia, Spain

Exploring The Canary Islands

07 November 2017 | Puerto Santa Cruz, Tenerife
We've been enjoying spending time in the Canary Islands and getting to know each one. We're hoping to do all of them before leaving sometime in December to sail to the Cape Verde Islands followed by the long haul to someplace in the Caribbean, hopefully Martinique. It seems we never have much free time because we are either planning what we're going to be doing or doing what we've planned since there is so much to explore. That and working on our website VentureFarther and trying to keep on top of boat maintenance has kept us busy. So here's a few of the highlights anyway just so you don't think we are sitting around with our feet up drinking margaritas....

Just as many sailboats position themselves in the Canary Islands each Fall to provision before crossing to the Caribbean, so did many earlier adventurers including Columbus. After following in the footsteps of Captain Cook all the way across the Pacific, we are now re-living Columbus's past in museums and guidebooks as he too stopped here to fix his ships and restock. It was interesting to learn that he died thinking he had reached Asia but in actuality of course it was N&S America. The docks are filled with sailboats right now because the ARC and Odyssey rallies are starting soon and except for the fact that it is a pain to not have a full choice of marinas because it is busy, it does feel sort of festive seeing all the flags and spiffed up boats scurrying around stocking up. We are currently in Santa Cruz, Tenerife, a beautiful city and we are front & center to all the action. Well sort of. We are on an overflow dock some distance from the main clubhouse, where the megayachts are. We look so small. The picture above is from our cockpit in the marina looking up toward the mountains behind. We finally had some raindrops today. And we hiked in those mountains!

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We spent the first couple of weeks touring Lanzarote and Fuerteventura, the dry islands of the chain. Emphasize dry. Twice we had 3 day blocks where the wind switched to the east and brought in the Sahara air and dust that scratches your eyeballs before drying them up till you can't see, or that is how I experienced it. Laundry dries before you can get it hung though! We have been staying in some really nice marinas and the one on Lanzarote was no exception. We had a primo spot in a fishing village called Puerto del Carmen. The are several types of marinas and they vary in price, (all very reasonable) but the ones we like are run by the fishing ports and are more authentic but still purpose built, often spacious marina complexes which is so impressive to me. They are also the cheapest which works for us! It made a great base to explore the island by car and it was always nice to come home to the boat there. We did some unique desert hikes up many volcano calderas on Lanzarote. All the multicolored hues of the lava rock were pretty as well as the visual of the blow-outs that occurred when these volcanoes erupted in 1730 and continued for six years! We went to Timanfaya National Park and saw a lot of great scenery from the window of a large tourist bus because that is the only way you can see the heart of the park. When we weren't being amazed by the scenery we were by the how the bus driver squeezed around tight corners weaving the bus through the scenic drive. While efficient in handling hoards of tourists, it isn't the best way to experience a park. At the visitor center you could see how hot the earth still is in the area as they cook BBQ chicken on a huge natural grill there and can also boil water! It is something to see the amount of lava rock that was thrown from the center of the volcanoes and now forms the lifeless moonscape that makes up a good part of the island. But over time the Canarians figured out how to grow grapes for wine and other produce as some of the lava stone actually holds water quite well. They build rock walls to protect the plants and corral the water which makes a nice landscape too. We visited a couple of wineries, saw the famous green lake which is just a pond of sorts by the sea with an algae that colors the water green, saw the old salt pans, did some really cool rim hikes and also took a day to bike on the coastal path to Lanzarote's capital city. At a pirate museum, set in an old fort atop a caldera, I learned that once the Canary Islands became a popular sea route for tradeships, in came the pirates from all over to take whatever they could. And that some came from Rabat, Morocco, where we just were a month ago. They would kidnap wealthy people and then sail them to Rabat where they were held for ransom!! So everybody was in to it.
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We sailed south from Lanzarote to a little park island called Los Lobos which had its own volcano to hike and also some snorkeling. At times you can see small hammerhead sharks here but in our couple of tries we saw none of course. Things are improving in the underwater department and there are a lot more fish but it still isn't impressive enough to put on our scuba gear. So we moved to Fuerteventura. We anchored a couple more nights off of seaside towns and then moved into a marina for a few days for the easterly breeze. This island is mainly bald. There are no trees and there isn't the degree of volcanic scenery to observe. So we didn't rent a car to tour it. Instead, we did some local hikes for exercise, hung out on the dock with other sailors and did some boat projects. I mistakenly slopped a coat of varnish on the cockpit during the Sahara cook-off which meant that it skinned over too fast and didn't dry properly. I forgot it needs humidity... We serviced the head which is always fun and went about fixing the latest round of broken stuff. Jon said goodbye to his foul weather gear pants as the lining has disintegrated along with so many of our things. And we discovered that the Pactor modem which seemed to be fixed wasn't since it stopped working again. Must be some internal electronics failure. But we have a spare! It was sitting on the shelf in Whangarei, NZ at a consignment shop labeled "Modum 50NZD" and Jon spotted that baby and bought it a few years back. Obviously the owner of the store didn't realize what it was worth (or how to spell modem). So now our onboard email/weather seems to work. Meanwhile the positive latch on our fridge door broke, and those latches Jon bought in New Zealand when he redid the countertop so it is unlikely he will find matching replacements. Oh well. We had a regulator go on the generator so Jon replaced that and the list continues. There is always something that needs fixing.

Venture Farther continues to grow with a record 10 new users in a day recently. The subscription service is working out and Jon was able to upgrade the servers so it is faster and can handle the added demand. It is now listed on the OpenCPN charting software official plug-ins page for satellite imagery. As well as SEAiq on the Ipad. We are position reporting on our website and if you are interested in receiving an email whenever we do a position report to see if we are still floating, you can send us a note and we'll get an invite out to you or you can go to yourself to sign up to track us. This is where we will report to from sea.

While at Gran Tarajal, another fishing port, we went for lunch at the "Cofradia" which is the fishermen's co-op restaurant, highly recommended. The waiter comes over to you with a platter of raw whole fishes and you pick which one you want them to cook up for you. He pointed to one and said it was really good and big enough for 2 people so we chose that one. It came with the Canarian style boiled potato (they call them wrinkly potatoes) and a simple salad and then perfectly pan cooked whole fish. It was really good in a simple way. When we got the bill we realized just how good it was as the fish had cost $42! We decided tossing out our fishing line was more economical but we haven't caught anything yet.
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Once the NE trades settled in again, we left and did an overnight sail to Gran Canaria. It was the best sail we've had since we think Indonesia, great wind, flat seas, a partial moon and we arrived at sunrise to a new island. I love those nights. At the southern end of Gran Canaria, there are some Sahara like sand dunes for some reason, called the Maspalomas Dunes. They block out the unsightly tourist development that occurs on the southern ends of most islands here. It was so beautiful to glide past those colorful waves of sand with no one on them and the light just beginning to show them off.
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We had to wait get into our berth so anchored just outside and I had a great swim to clean the bottom some and check to see how the lawn was coming along. Not bad! Our last cleaning has lasted well and I could see where the fish had been doing their part to mow down what growth has been taking hold. We shoe horned our way into the berth at Pasito Blanco Marina. It is a private marina since our favorite fisherman's harbor was full and at these you pay more and get no finger pier! The dock was so low that Jon had to boost me up to the bow each time we boarded the boat. Nuts! But we did rent a car to tour the island and we knew the boat wasn't going anywhere since it was wedged in with fenders. We toured some lovely, flower-filled towns, went to an incredible botanical garden with the biggest cacti we've ever seen along with the same kind of cherry bushes that I had growing up in Miami (with the ripe cherries too), and traveled some incredible roads. The challenge of living on an island that goes straight up from sea level is making roads that can cling to the cliffs and curve around endless mountains. Really impressive feats of engineering and enough to make your heart jump our of your chest with some of the drop-offs or at least risk losing your lunch with all the curves and elevation changes. We ate almonds right off the tree on some of our hikes, visited old churches and went to the Casa Museo Colon (Columbus's House museum) in Las Palmas. They say Columbus might have stopped at this house in 1492 as it was used at that time by the governors of the city but what is more interesting is its old Canarian architecture with large balconied patios, complete with palms and parrots. And also the information on each of his voyages. We did long days exploring Gran Canaria with the time that we had and really enjoyed it. It felt so good to finally start seeing some trees and having the air smell sweet again as opposed to like dry rocks. The Canary islands are a well laid out playground with the usual great Spanish vibe and a lot of variety. We really like them.
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We moved around to the SW side of the island after returning the car to see the town of Puerto de Mogan and also position ourselves for the sail to Tenerife. Called the Venice of the Canaries (by the tourist board) it is a tourist development & marina built around rugged cliffy scenery. The guidebooks say that the British are on the beaches and the Germans are up in the hills and they really are pretty accurate with that. Anyway, it is unique in the theme and all the little bridges are cute but it also felt kind of boring and we were glad to sail off to Tenerife the next day. It was boisterous as we were going to windward but it was fast and despite all the junk we have on this boat, it seemed very happy to barrel along through the waves which made me happy and a bit relieved. It still knows what to do!

We are tied up at Marina Santa Cruz and have rented another car to see Tenerife, an island we have been excited about for quite some time. It has lots of trees, steep mountains and more!The only way to really see or do anything is to have a car and we figure there will be a lot of "down time" at sea so we're living it up while we can! But Evergreen never lets us forget it. We will start the day today researching places to get new batteries as ours seem to be getting weak fast. We had to add over 5 liters of water a few days ago. As usual, the boat always gets the biggest presents!

I have some more pics to include here and will when I have time. Until then clicking on any pic (except the first one) should take you to the album...

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Bone Dry

16 October 2017 | Graciosa, Canary Islands
We arrived in the Canary Islands a few days ago after an 80 hour passage with no wind. Mind you, we left without wind in the forecast since there was nothing for more than a week and we didn't feel like waiting around for it. So we sailed for 6hrs and motored for 74! People often keep better track of miles traveled over a cruise than we do (we don't) but we did make a milestone this time which was 3000 hours on the engine!

Other than rigor mortis from not being able to move around and a touch of boredom, it was an easy trip and we saw many seabirds, two different types of dolphin, a whale breaching- probably a humpback but we were too far away to tell, a bit of trash and once again, a warbler joined us for a rest on deck for about 24hrs. He left when we just started seeing the islands. Was he headed to the Canaries I wonder? We saw less ships than we were supposed to and got no weather and no emails. We had two electronics issues- both the AIS and our Winlink onboard email system decided not to work out of the blue so we busied ourselves trying to think of what might be wrong but didn't get to the bottom of it till we arrived. Turned out a small fuse had blown in the AIS system and then the firmware for the Pactor modem all of a sudden required an update in order to work so Jon had those both fixed in a morning. It was OK going without those to get here but we sure hope things go smoothly for the longer trips ahead.
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We were able to pull right into a marina on the small island of Graciosa, which is right next to Lanzarote at the top of the Canaries chain of islands. It is primarily sandy beaches and old volcano calderas, no cars except some old Land Rovers that they use for taxis on the all sand roads and a quiet, picturesque, whitewashed town that is very low key. So a great place to walk and relax some in a cute setting and have the boat secure. And the marina is really pleasant. On the day we got here, the wind turned to the east and this brings on what they call "Calima"- boiling hot dry air from the Sahara, laden with red dust and it got windy. So even though we left the Sahara, it had now come to us! It is a kind of dry that makes your skin hurt but laundry is bone dry in an hour! It finally broke today and the wind is back into the NE with more humidity but the vis has yet to clear. We can breathe easier now with some moisture for sure. And we are more comfortable in our skin.
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It has been a bit of a mind bender going from Moroccan culture to here, part of Spain. At its closest point, the Canaries are 55 miles west of Morocco and yet, it is a completely different world. We arrived late in the day and strolled the town, which fronts a beach and the marina. Kids were playing naked in the sand, adults were clinking beer bottles toasting the sunset in their swimsuits, people were still in the water and there was this free & easy feeling. The only noise were the laughing voices and the waves lapping along the shore. A whole different place. A whole different way to live.
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We've been enjoying hiking all around the island and up to all the calderas that have a trail. It is beautiful in its stark way. I read something that said that volcanic landscapes are like Marmite. You either love it or hate it. We are back to chugging large quantities of sports drink and sitting on the seawall after our hikes eating flavor-ice pop-cycles that make us cough. What IS that chemical they put in those things? We've met some other boats and have sampled some Canarian food together- I had limpets last night for the first time. They are basically an aquatic snail. I'm not sure I will ever crave limpets but it was good to try them. I think.
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Tomorrow we will move around to the the island of Lanzarote. The car rentals are back to the kind of prices we like- $4/day! So we are going to rent one for a bit to tour around.
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Morocco Round Up

09 October 2017 | Rabat, Morocco
OK so here is the Morocco round-up! I've written extra here because some friends and sailors have expressed interest in visiting and asked us to share what we found. It has been a great country to visit and we're so glad we came.
When you arrive in Rabat, the capital city, and radio the marina, they come out in an escort boat to guide you through the breakwaters and up the river about a mile. Since the entry is shoal compared to open ocean, you can't arrive in more than a 2 meter swell or any rough weather and it should be on a rising tide. The staff really takes care of you and sort of holds your hand which we have come to know as Moroccan hospitality. Check-in was free & easy at the welcome dock and you get your first taste of "Moroccan whiskey" as they call it, sweet mint tea. Being a Muslim country, there is no whiskey here and actually on our 2 week road trip, we were officially on the wagon as we didn't find any place to buy anything! The marina is nice and well guarded as the royal family keeps their boats there. We came home to a filthy boat from all the red African dust with everything as we'd left it.

The first few days we were in Rabat were spent exploring the capitol and the medina. There are cats everywhere. While they do live outside and don't have vet care, many are generally cared for in that they are fed and given boxes and places to shelter. I enjoyed taking pictures of the various places we spotted them and we both cracked up when we saw how this one was glued to the fish counter. Waiting, hoping... We toured the city monuments, went to the zoo and bought a couple of handicrafts. Some monuments were lit up at night.

Morocco has good roads and a solid tourist infrastructure which makes it easy to get around. Drivers are unpredictable though and no one cares about dents, scratches and door dings so defensive driving takes on a whole new meaning. There are roundabouts everywhere and there is no clear method to how they work. We witnessed shooting the bird does help people show their dissatisfaction with other drivers. We picked our car up at the airport, a cheap taxi ride away from the marina. We started out by driving to the city of Fez which has a famously huge medina. After so many months in Europe, we got used to things generally making sense and to our anonymity. But in Morocco, just like other countries we've been in, we stick out like a sore thumb and there is no making sense of whatever the system is that this culture uses so you have to be on your toes. Everyone is trying to sell you something. But the people have been very kind and friendly when you say you don't want it. But it doesn't mean they don't ask again! Jon maintains that if we got decked out in the seemingly universal outfit of countries like this- the NY Yankees baseball cap and either an Emirates or Qatar Airways shirt we could blend in as locals much better! Armed with a smart phone you are more independent than ever because you can find your own way around and don't need to be guided. Regardless, you are well taken care of without a lot of outlay of cash. A little goes a long way here.

The medina of Fez was extremely interesting. It is an almost overwhelming dive into the intensity, smells, bustle, and pure industry of this compressed space with narrow alleyways spread out in a dizzying maze. Whole lives are lived out within these walls and have been for hundreds of years. We stayed in a Riad, once the home of a wealthy family, now turned guesthouse. The medina is full of these- they look like nothing on the outside but when you stoop to get through the often low doorway, everything opens up into a courtyard with rooms all around and upper levels. I still have a bump on my head from banging it multiple times on the low overhead in Riads and restaurants. We stayed on the top floor in a large room with stained glass windows. Like every place we've stayed in Morocco (all on a budget), breakfast comes with it in a multitude of little containers with cheese, eggs, jams, olives in each one. We spent a couple days immersing ourselves in the medina and surrounds including a visit to the tannery, a couple of interesting museums, and just looking at all the stalls of everything imaginable from chickens to flowers to woodworking, metalware makers and seamsters. We now have Moroccan leather sandals. There are so many shops it is overwhelming really if not a bit repetitive..
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Morocco has some impressive roads. Once we left Fez, we headed toward the Sahara desert over a couple days because its a long way. We crossed gorges, passes through the Atlas mountain ranges (of which there are 3) and we started to see what they call palmeries which are essentially oases in the desert terrain. There the people grow their vegetables and the thousands of dates that are being harvested at the moment for export and hopeful sale to tourists. The swath of bright green with the reddish mountain backdrop is beautiful and unique to the things we've seen before. One morning we took a cab up to the top of a gorge and then walked down through the palmery on the little paths made by the farmers to get to their plots. The smell of the herbs growing and the sound of the birds enjoying the dates was great, not to mention the green! All along the way you could see the ladies in their all-covering gowns stooped over weeding or picking greens for the buroughs that were practically invisible under their heavy burdens. The buroughs carry a lot of volume of greenery (probably for their own consumption) as well as heavy loads with supplies for their owners. We had fun making up what we thought they were thinking given their expressions while their owners continued to pile crap on for them to carry. The farmers offered us dates right off the tree and they were delicious. We were surprised not to be seeing them on our breakfast plates. We can't talk to the ladies much because they don't know much English and seem a little shy. In this society the men do all the business so are therefore better with languages.

On the night between Fez and the desert we stayed in a crossroads town that felt like we'd stepped out into the epicenter of an earthquake. You just can't understand how an area can get so bombed out looking. In some towns there is no sense of beauty whatsoever. And yet we had dinner in a local grill and one of the staff sat down with us and we talked for a long time together. We will never forget him. He was one of about a hundred Mohamed's we met. When in doubt, call out Mohamed! You really feel for these people who are no different than us except for where they were born. There were huge hunks of meat hanging on hooks not far from our table. Morocco is a country of contrasts. There are beautiful spots and also towns that are butt ugly. But this is not new to us...

I couldn't wait to get to the dunes, hop on a camel and stay overnight on the Sahara. It is common, inexpensive and a great experience. I loved the way our guide put turbans on us and the blue of his gandoura and turban seemed so beautiful to me. The way it works is you ride camels for an hour and a half out into the dunes away from the base town to a camp where you spend the night. We came out alone with our guide and then met up with 2 other couples at the camp and since we all spoke English, we sat together for a great dinner under the stars with a few drops of rain every now and then. They were from NZ and S Africa. Before sunset, Jon & I scrambled up to the highest dunes to get a look at all the waves of sand stretching out before us. It was dead quiet and the colors were lovely. After dinner, the guides played the drums and we all took tries too and it was a simple but fun evening together. The next morning we hopped back on our camel and they led us back to town where a nice breakfast and shower were waiting. We learned that unlike a horse, you don't control your camel, but rather they are led by someone on foot. At least that goes for all we've seen. They were gentle & peaceful and they would call out before you got on and once you got off of them. I don't know why really and neither did the guides but it really tore me up in a way. I like camels. We spent another day just walking around in the dunes ourselves. Catching them in different light is interesting and very peaceful. I like the way the wind washes away your footsteps like the waves do on a beach and everything is clean again.
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Once back on the road we started traveling what they call the Valley of a Thousand Kasbahs. It passes through a lot of beautiful mountain scenery, a deep gorge called Todra where we did an awesome hike, more palmeries and a lot of old berber villages where there are old natural mud & grass kasbahs that have since been vacated for more modern dwellings. Many of the kasbahs are in a state of ruin, picturesque in their own right while others have been restored and you can walk through them. These have been the settings for various movies including Gladiator as well as TV series like the GOT. We went through some more interesting towns and a few unremarkable ones, stayed in some OK and really nice places and met more travelers from Germany, Portugal & the Netherlands. One of the nights we ate at the guest house we had a particularly good group and the owner of the hotel sat with his friends among us and they played the drums while we listened drinking tea. After that, they moved on to magic tricks. It was a great night. One thing we've noticed is that the pillows are really hard and weigh an absolute ton. No pillow fights going on here or you could end up in the ER! As far as food goes, we wouldn't say Morocco is an incredible culinary experience but we did enjoy trying some new things. We'd most often get "tagine". It is the name of the covered pointed dish that the food is cooked in, most often a meat topped with carrots, potatoes, tomato and zucchini with Moroccan spices. We joke that we count the number of nights we've been in Morocco by the number of tagines we've had. They're good, but they vary in how good and like most of the meals we've had in Morocco, they lack variety. One night we got couscous but it was kind of plain. They also serve a lot of bread. And olives followed by more bread. And tea of course! Just for curiosity, we looked at what high end restaurants were serving to see what we were missing. They list cuisine of other nationalities or fusion. We wanted to eat like a Moroccan, at least for 2 weeks anyway, so bring on the tagine!
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You definitely see some sights when traveling around by car. Lorries filled with more hay than you would think could be safe, locals sitting alongside the road in some of the remotest places, and plowing through people, animals, bikes, motorbikes, other cars, trucks and horsedrawn carriages on the main road that passes through a town on market day can be claustrophobic at best. Some towns have wide, fancy streets with paving stones all over and elaborate streetlights under which locals ride donkeys side saddle and kids commute back & forth to school on bikes. It is incongruous at best. How does it all work? We remind each other all the time that there is no figuring it out. You can't understand how things work if you haven't grown up in this culture.
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We made our way to the mountain town of Imlil in order to climb Morocco's highest mountain, Mt Toubkal. It is 13,671 feet high, our highest mountain yet. The drive over was beautiful with multicolored mountains like we hadn't seen before, sheep in the fields with their shepherds and locals on roadsides selling fossils- some real and some oh so not real! If you stop to take a picture, someone will materialize out of nowhere to try to sell you one, or 10. Our Rough Guide terms section suggests using the word "imshe" (which means go away) as needed, among other pleasantries and Jon did use it once on some kids who wouldn't stop asking for lollies and it worked great! They went away..
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We hiked up to Mt Toubkal Refuge on Jon's birthday, stayed overnight and then did the summit and packed back out the next day. The weather was perfect, the summit was clear and there was no wind whatsoever. We didn't have any problems except I had an ice cold shower at the refuge when the gas tank ran out on me. There were hikers from all over the world at the refuge which was packed and very busy. The food was pretty bad but at least we didn't have to carry it up! This summit is easy to do on your own and you don't need a guide. You can get a donkey to carry your stuff up but we just carried our own. On the way down the mountain, we took a different trail from the summit that had no one on it except a pair of ultrarunners that went blasting by. It passed by a couple of small plane wrecks and had a lot of beautiful scenery. We stopped at one of the little stands further down on the mountain because we were hungry and a nice old man made us each an omelette, bread and hot tea. After that we were refreshed and felt stronger for the last couple hours we had to go. It reminded us of trekking in Nepal somewhat. This hike was another highlight of our trip and when all is said and done, backpacking gives us the biggest buzz. It just so happened that the best place we stayed (and with the best food) the whole time was in Imlil, on either end of the hike. Said, the man who ran the hotel was so good to us and was a fantastic cook! We pigged out that night and again the next morning but overall we still lost weight on this trip. I really liked the mountain town of Imlil. Because it is time for the apple harvest, the whole town was bustling with apples everywhere. All the donkeys were working OT carrying crates and the air was sweet with the smell of them. There were few cars as compared with other towns and most of what you hear is the sound of hoof beats and the muffled call to prayer. Unlike SE Asia, the volume is turned down a bit in Morocco but the calls are still there. A local told us that all the men that sing over the speakers in the minarets of each mosque are paid by the government. Some have better voices than others...
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Our last stop was Marrakesh. Once again, we'd booked a riad to stay at, inside the medina. Our bed was all decorated. Unlike Fez, where we had no problem finding the lot to park in, this one was harder and we accidentally ended up inside the medina with the car! Needless to say, it became challenging to squeeze through the tight alleyways with no place to turn around, going deeper and deeper trying to not run over toes or damage the car. But the locals were really nice and helped clear the way for us to get through. I felt like I was in a movie. Eventually we got out and found the parking with the help of a riad staff person who got in the car with us. But not before a couple of kids ran into us with their bike handlebars scratching the car. Jon managed to compound it out but it was still very stressful. It took several hours to shake off the adrenaline from that! We would have rather been on the Marrakesh Express for sure..

With all the anticipation of Marrakesh, we ended up preferring Fez over it. The biggest reasons were that in Marrakesh, the motorbikes are allowed to go through the medina and the narrowest alleyways where all the shops are. It is something to be browsing goods with people trying to lure you into their stores and have motorbikes narrowly missing your elbow and leaving you in a puff of exhaust that lingers in the covered spaces. And we thought the medina was neater in Fez with less tourists. Regardless though, it was great to see and to hang out in the famous square at night and witness all the activity. I got a chuckle out of all the people sitting at outdoor tables drinking tea, soda or water, watching the activity. This after Spain where McD's sells beer with your burger. We visited some museums, parks and wandered around taking it all in.

We returned the car this morning after a big, decent mug of coffee and walked back from the airport feeding some cats brunch along the way. It felt SO good to turn over the keys and not have to worry about being crashed into or dinged for a change! We set about changing the oils on our engine and generator and cleaning the red dirt off the boat. Jon got his birthday cake, we broke the drinking hiatus with a bottle of champagne and a nice dinner, our own style. We started checking the weather and think we'll be heading off to the Canaries tomorrow. Should take about 3-4 days.

All in all, Morocco was wonderful and we're so glad we came and stayed long enough to get a really good feel for it. While it requires a bit of guts to drive around and a bit of patience to politely deal with so many people trying to earn a living out of your wallet, a little bit of perspective keeps you centered (most of the time) and able to really enjoy this wildly different place. Plus, dropping a few coins into someone's hand can really make a difference here as opposed to other countries. Morocco has a raw beauty both in some of the scenery as well as the culture. Neither of us got stomach upset once the whole time, no one shot at us and no one treated us differently because we weren't Muslim. Nowadays you can't take that for granted.
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Vessel Name: EVERGREEN
Vessel Make/Model: Tashiba 40 Hull #158
Hailing Port: E. Thetford Vermont
Crew: Heather and Jon Turgeon
Over the years, we've explored much of the Caribbean Sea & Atlantic East coast on 3 different long term trips. In January 2012, we left the USA and headed for the Pacific. We visited the Galapagos, French Polynesia, Samoa, Cook Islands & Tonga before heading to New Zealand. We've enjoyed thousands [...]
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