Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Morocco Pictures 2010

This is the place we stayed at in marrackech -the Riad Omar which looks better on the inside than on the outside. It was in the Medina which is the old part of Marrackech and only a couple of hundred metres from the central square and the souks which were amazing and, for me, a bit overwhelming. When I first came to marracekech and before I met the group I was travelling with I stayed in a hostel which was also fine but not so well located.
This is the street leading to the Jemaa el Fna (the central square in Marrackech) where you will find manymany vendors, alleys leading off toe hundreds of souks and acrobats, snake charmers, music etc. I don't have any pics of the Jemma el Fna as I didn't think I coukld possibly convey the colour, variety (amazingly good people watching) and extent of the scene.
Our group on camels in the Sahara


Me on a camel. Check out the classy specialized camel riding footwear I have on.



The camel behind me kep wanting to get acquainted.




Outside our desert camp there was a nomad's camp and this youhng girl came over to offer some handicrafts. She was a very good bargainer.





Riding camels in to the Sahara.






Me waiting to go into the desert with our transport waiting for us







Our transport in to the desert








Having a swim at a hotel in the desert before riding camels into the dunes. This was a treat after trekking for a week or so.









The gate to a small city.










Our trekking group with our guide, cook and muleteers











a young Berber girl checking us out at a kasbah that we stopped at for a short while












Vern considering who knows what while we stop at the kasbah for some water and mint tea













Me on the roof of the kasbah














walking through a berber village















Berber youth by our camp in the Atlas mtns
















weary trekkers seek shade at the end of the day

















Stream through a gorge. I walked about 2-3 k through the stream. mainly ankle deep and sometimes up to my knees. It was fun.


















a rest stop with our guide Mohammed (Mo) on top



















ruinds in a green valley amidst dry hills




















trekking












































in the Atlas mountains























our trekking camp set up at a nomads shelter
























large home in a berber village. Note the livestock

























We crossed many streams but this may be the only bridge we saw.


























Stopping at a tiny store in a tiny village Terry casually asked the price of a dress. This is the result.



























Trekking past some ruins




























Mo, our guide, with two of the muleteers





























Our cook with one of the mules. They packed up when we were leaving in the morning and then passed us during the day and had camp ready for us when we reached it later that day.






























The intrepid trekker in the Atlas mountains































our sleeping tents, some of the mules and the atlas mtns
































A nomad's shelter with out trekking tent in the background

































about 1/2 hour before reaching the summit of M'Goun at 4,070 metres


































at the top of a pass and descending to our campground below



































Trekking in the Atlas mtns










































































Trekking camp with the dining and cooking tents
(white) and the smaller sleeping tents





































Mo, our guide, in the centre with some of the funny looking Canadian trekkers







































Mo helping us across a small stream








































leaving the Happy Valley and starting our trek into the mtns









































a funny looking Canadian trekker at dinner










































Liz and Vern, some of my fellow trekkers who were all from the Chilliwack Outdoor Club











































Happy Valley












































Our guide's new home and small hotel being constructed













































The Atlas mtns














































Jemaa el Fna at night
















































OOOOOps - this in Spain
I enjoyed Morocco finding it very interesting and vry different from what I have experienced before. It was some times a bit overwhelming and the scenery in the Atlas mountains was great but very different (much more arid) than I was used to.
The group I travelled and my travel arrangements were very different from those in Spain where I had just come from. In Spain we were all meeting each other for the first time and we had noone to solve problems or make decisions for us so I think there was a bonding. In Morocco the situation was different as I was joining a group where everyone else knew each other and noone knew me. Also we were looked after and decisions to a large degree made for us. I have done lots of camping and hiking and found it strange to leave the work for others but our guide, cook and muleteers were friendly and efficient and needed the work more than they needed any assistance from me. Just a bit different than I was used to.
I did enjoy Morocco and found it a fascinating country to visit. Of course my knowledge after a couple of weeks there is VERY limited but I can see why so many people have visited and enjoyed it.















































Monday, January 10, 2011

Pictures of Spain

Hi

I am learning how to post pics and to use this blog. The pictures below are in reverse chronological order with the pictures at the top of the blog from the end of my trip in Spain.

The orange bike below is just a strange bike I saw in Santiago de Compostela in Spain.










The picture at the left is Luz, myself and Jean-Baptiste. We were in Santiago by ourselves as all of the others we travelled with hqad gone their own ways and we were left. This was just before Luz and Jean-Baptiste also left.













Jean-Baptiste is on the left. A very nice man from Paris who has invited me to visit him there and I hope that I am able to in a year or two





Myself with a new friend in Santiago









Luz with new friends









Luz, yesterday a pilgrim and tonight a tourist











the old streets of Santiago with the Cathedral in the distance











The last kilometres into Santiago walking next to the highway and a pulp mill (I think)








Me showing off my new haircut with my new old sunglasses (new lenses in a pair of decades old Ray-Bans)








I don't know what this is but I liked it and took a picture of it!









mules by the side of the Camino









Luz and Alicia walking the Camino












no hostel in town so the authorities found a place for us to stay in an equipment room of a sports facility. worked fine for us.











some of the camino was on roads but this was a detour we took













refilling our water bottles with a roadside fountain














I saw Luz walking ahead of me with her arm in the air and I wondered. She was recording bird song on her cell phone















oops - same as above

















Luz, Alicia and Begonia in Neda on the coast

















a Spanish police car in Lugo with a Roman city wall in the background


















a sentinal alongside the camino



















I wouldn't want anyone to think it was always sunny


















a rainy day in northern Spain





















the hostel was full so we were put up in a classroom with mattresses on the floor. I slept fine. Luz in the picture with David in the back.













































Luz and Raoul starting down from a higher alternative route that provided amazing views

























the Camino with Quico in the front and the rest of us spread out

























Raoul, Luz, Maria, me, Merce, Quico, Alicia, David & Begonia

























David, Maria, Luz and me at the ruins of an old refuge for pilgrims high in the mountains of Asturias




























self-explanatory!


























































Begonia walking the Camino






























the view early one morning. We usually got an early start.






























A very nice guy. I got lost in a town looking for the hostel and asked three men who were talking the way. This guy could see that I didn't understand their directions so he took me by the sleeve and walked me to the hostel, buying me a drink along the way that he wouldn't let me pay for.

































a fine view on the Camino Primitivo


































rural scenery

































walking the Camino


































Pao walking into town with me. I thought I was helping him as he was restless by giving him something to do and he thought he was helping me buy something in town.





































Quico clowning around one morning


































Maria and Pao






































Walking the Camino







































Sharing a pot luck dinner at a hostel at the end of the first day walking. I ended up walking for many days with some of the people I met that evening and I am very glad I met them.







































the Camino










































In Oveido where I started the Camino there was a festival happening and this was a small child in a large plastic ball












































Hello






















































































I am not sure this is the best way to post a group of pictures but I tried to simply include a link to these pics on facebook with no luck so hear goes. I took many many pictures of my travels on two caminos in Spain and the wonderful people I met and travelled with but I am not posting all of those but only a small portion to show what it was like for any out there who might be interested in where I went and maybe going themselves one day.