We hiked the Atlas Mountains one day with G&T Weekends, me in a long dress miscalculating the intensity of the journey, making our way through the mountains and traditional Berber villages with all their little surprises, on foot.
The mountains here are the most incredible pink, a pink you see all over Morocco in things natural and manmade. Dotted with bright green trees making patterns in the pink, an alien landscape my eyes had never taken in before. Our stretch of these mountains were vast with no other tourists in site.
We traipsed through traditional Berber villages on our way up and down the mountains, trying to go unnoticed and failing. The local villagers mostly don’t allow photos of themselves so you’re forced to put down the camera and smile and wave instead, a plus. You pass donkeys and cows and chickens. You pass square houses built into the earth and undulations of the land. We picked wildflowers too on our way, the deep red poppies matching my dress like magic.
We ended our hike back at our Berber guide’s family home, made of the earth as well. We sat cross-legged around tables on the floor with brightly coloured woven rugs underneath us, eating home-cooked tagine, the best of the trip, made using only things grown in the family garden.
We visited the Atlas Mountains on a day trip from Marrakech with G&T Weekends, read the full story here from our whole trip.
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