Driving north along the West coast of Morocco, towards Essaouira, brings some amazing sights and views.
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| Coffee break |
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| Coastal Village |
The beach was littered with fishing boats, probably waiting for the next mornings launch into what looked like some very choppy Atlantic waters.
We also stopped to take pictures of this house on the coast, just because it stood out, and looked lovely in it's coastal setting.
The best though, was saved for last. As we drove, mile after mile through Argan tree country, we kept a watchful eye out for the goats, famed for their climbing exploits, in pursuit of the trees fruit.
It seems that this practice is largely discouraged now, as the goats cause too much damage to the trees but, just as we had almost given up hope, I spotted one in a tree just off to our left.
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| 'Throw a few down for me then!" |
Two of the goats were in the tree attempting to strip it of it's treasure, and a third was desperately trying to join them.
We gestured to the lady herder with the camera and asked her if it was OK to take pictures.
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| 'And what are you staring at?' |
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| That suits you my dear.... |
You would think that I had just spotted the Yeti or the Loch Ness monster, I was absolutely delighted.







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