Apparently real camping involves putting up your own tent. Mark found it hard to understand why then he had been given a tent designed for a dwarf and was expected to share this with Jenny, when neither of them fitted in it lengthways.
The first days proper trekking started with an ascent of Mount Oukaimden (3263m). Mark was disappointed to find that the ski-lift and mountain top restaurant were closed until next January.
Having allegedly acclimatised ourselves to the altitude, we descended to the track and made the steady climb to the pass of Tizi n'Eddi (2928m). While stopping here for a picnic lunch, we were approached by a berber who appeared out of nowhere and tried to sell us necklaces. We must have been the only hikers through there in days. Where did he come from? How can he make a living selling trinkets to occasional passers-by? Do all berbers have a supply of these to hand just in case they meet a foreigner, however remote they may be from civilisation?
After a long descent into the Inemame Valley, with the camp coming into view then tantalising disappearing out of sight behind another outcrop, we reached Tacheddirt (2300m).Guide Humour: "How do you get a horse in a fridge in only three moves? Answer: 1 Open the fridge door. 2 Put the horse in the fridge. 3 Close the fridge door."
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