January 12th-14th, 2026
Happy with my Moroccan desert experience, it was time to
start to head north to close off my big counterclockwise loop around
Morocco. I had originally booked my
ferry to leave on January 13th, but I backed that off. However, I’m getting close to being ready to
head to Spain. Don’t get me wrong, Morocco’s
been fantastic, but I don’t want to shortchange Spain. Plus, I also want to spend at least a week in
France…time’s a tickin’.
Heading north.
My first day of driving north, I was going to drive at least
four hours to a town called Missour, which is kind of in the middle of nowhere,
at least as far as tourists see it. If I
still felt good, I’d continue for another hour and a half to one of the few
campgrounds in the region.
It was windy at this spot.
On the second day, I reached the Mediterranean coast near
the small city of Nador. I avoided the city, but decided to drive out
on this 6-7 kilometre long spit that protects the Mar Chica Lagoon. It was a bumpy gravel road on the spit but I
was rewarded with a beach covered in thousands of shells.
Google Maps took me on a rough road here...
Arriving back at the Mediterranean.
Seeing a couple of flamingoes at the start of the spit.
Sadly, there was a fair amount of plastic on the shell beach as well as the shoreline on the lagoon side. I did see a group of 4-5 guys picking up garbage which was nice to see. Unfortunately Morocco does have a lot of garbage besides roads, on the beachs, in the forests, even some in the desert. I witnessed numerous locals being litterbugs. Hopefully they will change their ways in the future.
I tried to snap this photo, while driving with the window down, I dropped my phone. I watched it bounce along the road behind me, thankfully landing by the curb (one good thing about driving a right hand drive in a country that drives on the right). Luckily there was no traffic. I stopped, ran back and grabbed it and was impressed that it looked no worse for wear and still worked. Later on I found out that I actually had put a nice spiderweb of cracks on the back side of the phone, under its protective case...but who cares about that!
I ended up at a campsite near a small village called Cala
Iris. It was situated on a cliff
overlooking the ocean, and I was the only one staying there so I had a lovely
peaceful evening.
I pulled into the campground at Chefchaouen in the mid afternoon. It was grey with occasional rain and the forecast looked better for the morning. Even though I was only staying one night, I decided to wait until the morning to check out the “Blue City” before heading to a spot close to the ferry back to Spain for my crossing in a couple of days time.

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