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heart-warming. At the end of a truly epic day, we headed back to the house via another river bed. Unfortunately, my back wheel span out on a wet rock and the bike deposited me in some very smelly water... I stank! Thankfully no injuries sustained.
I was tired, but good tired, and raring to go again tomorrow. Unfortunately, Jonny was feeling rough that night, and despite managing a lovely Tagine all together, he was going to have to call it quits the next day.
Down to four riders, we loaded Jack’ s van with bikes, surfboards, and gear, then headed south to Tifnit Sand Dunes. After unloading the van we headed off along the sand, which was quite hard packed to begin with, so good to get in to it a bit before hitting the softer stuff. Also, due to Jonny not riding, Helen was able to ride the KTM 450 instead of the Yamaha Serrow, which would have likely struggled in the sand. Despite being a bit on the tall side, it didn ' t seem to matter as she was off.
We rode on the beach and then up in to the softer dunes, which was definitely more of a challenge, but actually really good fun. Once you get going, in 2nd gear, so long as you keep the power on, the bike just gently squirrels its way through. The only thing you have to watch out for is coming up one side of a dune and then finding a steep drop off on the other side. There was one dune that was overlooking the sea with a steepish downhill, and after everyone else had gone over, I had a bit of a brain block... " computer says no!" For the life of me I couldn ' t make myself drop over the edge, despite much encouragement. Finally, after what seemed like an age and after a bit of a pep talk from Helen, I descended the dune. It was easy, not sure what all the fuss had been about.
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