Motorcycle Gang is a bit of an exaggeration.
Maybe I joined a part-time ATV Gang in the desert - or no gang at all - but it was still pretty badass to ride four-wheelers in the desert with nothing but dust and goats for miles.
Modeling my action figure after this pose
"Mona Lisa on a motorcycle gang"
La Pause resort in Agafay
Having no wifi killed the possibility of posting anything substantial during the trip but I'm picking up where I left off -- at La Pause in the stone desert. On our third day in Morocco we had an awesome time riding ATVs for several hours.
Before our trip, Traci had asked whether or not I wanted to ride "quad bikes" at La Pause, she also asked me several times throughout the trip and I said, "no" because it was never fully explained to me. In my mind's eye I saw a bicycle with four wheels, more like the first photo below, but "quad bike" turned out to be what we know as an "ATV" (all terrain vehicle).
If someone says "QUAD BIKE" - this is what comes to mind
Why would I do this? I wouldn't
Quad Bikes - aka ATVs - lined up outside La Pause
Waiting for us to ride them into the sun
When we pulled up to La Pause the "quad bikes" were lined up outside, the first thing I saw when we arrived, and I shouted, "I'm doing that!" How was I to know that was what was meant by quad bike!?
We signed up for a 2.5 hour ride for the following morning, which had to be pushed back to a late afternoon quad bike tour. Someone wasn't feeling too great in the morning due to her reverie from the night before. You can't chase "the techno" all night, wake up in the morning and go off-roading, well I can, but you in general cannot!
Mustafa helps Traci with her goggles
Over her helmut and giant sunglasses
Just admit it!
We look pretty tough, like Charlie's Angels
Once we got the hang of it
Mustafa and his little buddy rode beside us for a while, keeping us trapped safely on the road, ensuring we didn't drive off the side of a sand hill. Once we got the hang of it, the little buddy left us with Mustafa who guided us at a slightly accelerated speed. As the afternoon went on, and Mustafa felt he could trust us not to die, we moved a bit faster and over some more hilly terrain.
We spent the entire afternoon driving through sunny little villages, looking at donkeys, sheep herders and what we think were abandoned buildings. A beautiful backdrop for a tranquil afternoon with nothing to do but enjoy.
Our good friend the donkey
Things we saw on our ride through the desert
Eat my dust!
Being in the back, I ate a lot of Traci's dust
Sheep herders make way for us
This was the only group of sheep (or goats) we saw on our ride
Looking refreshed at the end of the ride
It's a 110 degrees out there but it only feels like 100 on the bikes