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We made our way to Taourirt, a small town just a few kilometers from the gas station where we had spent the night. Needing to restock on supplies. We stopped for coffee and breakfast. But just as we were about to set off again, the wind picked up, and dark storm clouds rolled in.

Realizing the weather was only getting worse, we checked out the town’s two hotels and decided to stay at Hotel Riad in the main square. Our room was simple but spacious, with a balcony and a good hot bucket shower. What we thought would be just an overnight stop turned into a longer stay—more bad weather was on the way. After a few days of crazy winds and rain we were happy to hit the road again. It felt special to witness rain in the desert—a rare and beautiful sight. #cycletouring #cycling #wanderer #exploring #bicycle #bicycletouring #adventurecycling #cyclinglife #cyclingnomads #traveldiaries #biketouringforever #pedalpower #travelstories #travelbybike #bikewander #bikelife #biketouring #fromwhereiride #worldbycyclingù #worldbybike #pedaljourneys #humanpoweredadventures #neverstopexploring #biketocamp #worldbycycling #BikeTooter #biketouringmike

Our first proper camping in Morocco almost didn’t happen. It was getting dark, and we still had a few more kilometers to reach the lake where we wanted to camp. By the time we arrived, it was completely dark, making it difficult to see the road where we were supposed to turn right.

While we were looking at the map, a man approached us from a car parked in front of us. He was a policeman and told us that we couldn’t sleep there as it was dangerous and not allowed. He insisted that we go 2 km up the road and sleep at his house.

We were extremely tired, it was pitch dark, and the road ahead had a very steep 2 km hill that we didn’t want to climb. We explained that we were too tired and that cycling in the dark was dangerous. It took some time and a few phone calls to convince him that we were fine and that it wasn’t our first time camping in Morocco.

We began pushing our bikes along the small road, searching for a suitable camping spot. It was difficult to see anything in the darkness. Eventually, we found a flat spot and started setting up our tent when the policeman returned. He told us that he would need to sleep there too.

I felt bad, but I didn’t want to go anywhere. We reassured him that we were really okay, that he didn’t need to worry, and that he could go back to his house. He took photos of our passports and wished us good night.

I've spent the afternoon down memory lane compliling a blog post about my first trip onto foreign soil when I spent a couple of weeks cycling through France on my own with limited French in 1972.
It's a long, text heavy read, but you may find it interesting (or you may not!)

It's at gaylers.me/travel/2025/01/fran

Old People on Tour! · A long post about cycling through France in 1972A long post about cycling through France in 1972

day 15: My Data.

Networking*

The long-term goal is for _all_ of my rides to form one contiguous network. I've got work to do.

I put this together a while ago (see this tlohde.blog/2024/05/10/on-netw for excessive detail). It's definitely not all, but almost certainly the vast majority of my rides from 2010 to mid-2023 (ish).

#networkx #geopandas #matplotlib #cartopy and #shapely

#MyData #data #30DayMapChallenge #cycling #cycletouring

*not the scary kind.