No fine detail to observe today just big, bold, dry landscapes on the R109 through the Anti-Atlas between Taroudant and Tafraoute.
The occasional goatherd appears out of nowhere.
You swing around a bend to be confronted with a crumbling village perched on a hill and a series of dramatic sweeping valleys as you go.
It could be the llanura of Argentina...
...with mesas and wild agave like that of Mexico ...
...or even mirror Central Australia.
The road less travelled (the R109/R106) offers rewards for those who dare to take it.
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