January 2012
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The Burley Nomad
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Winter Biking
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Spinach-Fruit Smoothie
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Breakfast Cookies
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Morocco - Day 3 - To the Sahara
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Shepherd's Pie
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Pineapple Tuna Casserole
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Maple Curry Chicken
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Strawberry and Banana Pancakes
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Moroccan Notes
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Lemon Cranberry Muffins
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Morocco - Day 2 - Over the Atlas Mountains
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One of the best and most useful gifts I've ever received has been the Burley Nomad bike trailer. I've had this trailer for nearly 4 years now and absolutely love it. In fact sometimes I attach it to my bike and pull if just for the heck of it. I should also add that all my bikes and this trailer have names which I generally use in conversation. There's Gerry, as in "Jerry the Giant" (Giant Seek 0), Rocky(Rocky Mountain Soul) and of course Burley. I realize these names aren't all that imaginative but i usually go with the first thing that comes to my mind (and rhymes somewhat) when I name a new bike,.....or a bike trailer. So the Burley Nomad trailer quickly became known as "Burley" which i will use for the rest of this blurb.
I never planned to ride my bike in the winter. That is, I never said to myself, "Hmmmm,..it's freezing out and there might be flurries of snow, I think i'll ride my bike to work today". No, it just happened. I used to be a person who when i saw someone riding a bike in the winter thought they were crazy. Common sense tells us that a bicycle and winter equal cold, it can't be any other way. But it is, it's one of those times when common sense is turned on it's head.
It’s Monday morning and I'm off to the desert. And not just any desert either. I’m off to the Sahara Desert and I'm excited, very excited. Seeing the desert was one of the main purposes of this trip to Morocco and now I'm on my way. I met my driver and his younger brother just after breakfast and we hit the N9 highway heading south. The N9 highway first crosses a flat expanse of featureless, barren rocky land before snaking up through the Anti-Atlas Mountains. It then follows the Draa River valley south to Zagora and ends in M’Hamid on the edge of the Sahara
After a solid sleep I woke early and hit the hotel cafe area for a complimentary breakfast that was small and unsatisfying. I tend to have a big breakfast while in Canada and I miss that while traveling. By 8AM I say goodbye to Hotel Toulaine and head off to find a Grand Taxi over the mountains to Ouarzazate where I'll plan to stay for the night before heading further south to M'Hamid.


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