I finished the last episode in the village of Tamtetouchte. From there I went southwards to cross the Anti-Atlas, and what a crossing that was. The dirt road from Ikniouen to Nikob was one of the most spectacular mountain passes I ever did.
On the descent I goofed and dropped the Tenere in completely harmless switchback. Not really worth mentioning, except for my pure bad luck. The right hand guard took the brunt of the drop, bent out of shape and blocked the brake lever. So, I spent the next half hour exhausting my vocabulary of swearwords while trying to bend it back into shape (that bloody thing was not strong enough to take a fall but too strong for me … ). In the end I had to take it off completely to wedge it in-between two rocks for better leverage. Well, at least it did its job of protecting the brake lever. With a usable brake I continued towards civilization and found a campsite in the picturesque Wadi Draa.
Leaving my campsite and the Kasbah in Wadi Draa behind, I rode south west. Still in the Anti-Atlas mountains but I intended to reach the desert in the south, close to the Algerian border.
