Hiking the Hill Country
Trip Start May 01, 2001
44Trip End Jun 30, 2001
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Day 391: 5 hours, 12.0 kms
The taxi doesn't seem to want to fill up, it’s a nice cool day, and beautiful countryside to explore… so I decide I’ll just head off towards Aguelmous on foot… It’s a long ways away, but I figure I should be able to manage to get a ride somewhere along the way!
I backtrack to the main road where I meet a man who is also out for his morning hike—turns out he’s the owner of the dairy shop where I had my breakfast
He tells me of the hard times, during the years of drought when these hills were as dry as a bone, and practically everyone had to go to the cities to look for work… He points out a mine way off on the horizon, a German operation where he says he worked as a young man… Gradually I’m starting to see a clearer portrait of real life in Moulay Bouazza…
Finally my companion says he has to turn back, and I continue on alone. There are occasional vehicles that pass, but I just don’t feel like I need to rush off to the next town. This is a beautiful hill through the rolling forested hillcountry, and the perfect time of year to do this, so I don’t want to miss this opportunity.
After a while of nothing but forest, I start seeing a few houses. But unlike in the desert, where houses are clustered together down by the oasis, these houses are just scattered all across the landscape
I notice a large French like farmhouse on a hilltop with a red tiled roof. Could a French family have lived way out here in this wilderness? I wonder what the story behind that is.
There is a little school out in the middle of nowhere and a mosque—which I gues could could as the "soul" of this region… so I guess this could count as a “town”. Just in this town, everybody has a big, big yard around their house.
I rest on a hillside a pull out my guitar and strum a few songs to the still open sky. Then I continue on down the road until I meet a cowboy and ask him the name of this place. He tells me, “Ferral”. So that will be the name of this “town”. He graciously invites me for tea… but I opt to continue on with my hike instead…