A 40 minute detour on our way back to Fes took us to the trail head for another Moroccan waterfall, this one in Akchour.
We gave our driver a bit extra to take us there.
Actually, it wasn’t that simple.
As we drove towards the parking area we were stopped by someone who wanted to be our guide. He and the driver had a talk in Arabic, so we have no idea what actually transpired, but in the end we were paying for both our driver and our new guide. (I am laughing at myself as I write this.)
So we started out on the trail. It was beautiful.
I thought we only had to cross the bridge and walk a wee bit farther.
But the path kept going.
Then in the middle of no where we stumbled upon a Berber Restaurant. I don’t think it was still in use, but parts of it certainly looked like they could have been. And there was still a working toilet – if you can call a filthy hole in the ground a toilet. We sat at a table for the photo:
A side path brought us to this mini Moroccan waterfall, and our new guide walked the girls through the water. We have been traveling with teens long enough to know that their wet shoes the rest of the hike is not really my problem:
Check Out This Moroccan Waterfall
Another bend in the path, and another Moroccan waterfall.
We’re about an hour into this hike by now and knew it was nearing the time we needed to turn back. There was still no sign of the big waterfall. Finally, I asked the guide.
The hike to the bridge before the waterfall is three hours.
That would be three hours at a normal pace, apparently we are slow as we stop so much.
We did skip it, but not until we saw this:
Oh well. It was a nice hike.
We have been traveling since March and now have our return tickets to New Zealand. I write every night, but the blog is scheduled about two weeks behind to compensate for the days when we don’t have internet access.
UPDATE: Yes we are home, but the remaining posts will run as scheduled.