So here's a thought. Put two Welshies in motor bike gear on their motorbike. Put them into a heatwave in Morocco. Point them inland and drive them 20 kms into a cauldron of heat and what do you get?
Meltdown
Meltdown, shimmering, glimmering,
Unbearable Meltdown.
Hot wind, no shade,
find a tree for you and me.
Gasp for air, give me cool.
Living desert, takes no fool.
To know Meltdown.
Waiting for sundown.
Cooling breeze, heat will ease,
long cool night, don't take fright.
Morning comes, up lifts the sun.
Meltdown all over again.
Meltdown, fear of men.
Hot as hell, burning down,
Heavy as lead, takes the town.
Down and down into Meltdown.
Shimmering, Glimmering, Unbearable,
Meltdown.
So, as you might have gathered, there is a heatwave here in Morocco!! Phew it's hot.' Serves you right', I hear say, I see it's only 10 deg C in Swansea today so we won't get any sympathy from there. For us, it's been a challenge. We had thought of travelling a bit before Jaimie joins us on the 29th but after our outing on the bike two days ago, we knew that the only plan was to stay put and keep cool. We are after all, right next to the swimable sea which is very cooling and welcome relief from the temperature. We are not alone, many Moroccan families are also spending time next to the water. It's too hot for all of us. We think around the mid thirties would be a fair estimate and that's on the coast!
So back to our bike ride which stimulated the opening verse. We had been told about the reservoir you can see in the photo above, so a day out on the zoom zoom was an ideal way of keeping cool. we thought??!! But we were soon to discover that driving into a wall of heat does nothing to ease the temperature. In fact, of course and any other obvious remarks!, dressed up in bike gear and helmets was about the daftest thing we could have chosen to do on a day where temperatures were startling even the most hardy local! And we boiled in this unforgiving landscape. At the impressive barrage and reservoir ( who gives a dam (n ) by this point! Pun intended ), we found an Argan tree free of goats? whose shade enabled us to stop and take stock of the situation. It's too bloody hot and we need to get down to the sea asap.
Krysia bravely walks down to the water to wet a scarf, water, water everywhere but swimming is forbidden! and lets get back to the seaside pronto where at least swim suits are waiting!
Cooling herself with dabs of wet scarf, she catches her breath as even breathing hot air is demanding. We Welshies are definitely not designed for this sort of thing, so we zoom as quick as bike can carry us back down to the........, now hears the odd bit, and it might explain why we took on such a mad adventure in the first place. Imsouane is covered in cool mist and has been for three days now. Thick, swirling, moist almost cold mist!!! So as we approach the coast, cold air is met with joy. Descending into Imsouane we gladly see that we can't see the sea!!!The mist is a blanket of relief. What a day out.
So we have stayed in the campsite since Meltdown and even here the mist has left and the balmy teperatures have meant we must do as others do, .............Swim and stay in the shade.
Hope these four images will remind you of what's to come in the summer ? Well, you never know!!
If you look closely in a couple of these shots, you will see that Moroccan ladies do wear their clothes in for a swim! This is their custom but modern Morocco is breaking through as we see everything from the full head to toe covering to tiny bikinis and many variations in between. Still, the ladies who are swimming, clothes and scarfs complete, are having as much fun as anyone else.
And every evening, we must not forget to smile!
Meltdown
Meltdown, shimmering, glimmering,
Unbearable Meltdown.
Hot wind, no shade,
find a tree for you and me.
Gasp for air, give me cool.
Living desert, takes no fool.
To know Meltdown.
Waiting for sundown.
Cooling breeze, heat will ease,
long cool night, don't take fright.
Morning comes, up lifts the sun.
Meltdown all over again.
Meltdown, fear of men.
Hot as hell, burning down,
Heavy as lead, takes the town.
Down and down into Meltdown.
Shimmering, Glimmering, Unbearable,
Meltdown.
So, as you might have gathered, there is a heatwave here in Morocco!! Phew it's hot.' Serves you right', I hear say, I see it's only 10 deg C in Swansea today so we won't get any sympathy from there. For us, it's been a challenge. We had thought of travelling a bit before Jaimie joins us on the 29th but after our outing on the bike two days ago, we knew that the only plan was to stay put and keep cool. We are after all, right next to the swimable sea which is very cooling and welcome relief from the temperature. We are not alone, many Moroccan families are also spending time next to the water. It's too hot for all of us. We think around the mid thirties would be a fair estimate and that's on the coast!
So back to our bike ride which stimulated the opening verse. We had been told about the reservoir you can see in the photo above, so a day out on the zoom zoom was an ideal way of keeping cool. we thought??!! But we were soon to discover that driving into a wall of heat does nothing to ease the temperature. In fact, of course and any other obvious remarks!, dressed up in bike gear and helmets was about the daftest thing we could have chosen to do on a day where temperatures were startling even the most hardy local! And we boiled in this unforgiving landscape. At the impressive barrage and reservoir ( who gives a dam (n ) by this point! Pun intended ), we found an Argan tree free of goats? whose shade enabled us to stop and take stock of the situation. It's too bloody hot and we need to get down to the sea asap.
Krysia bravely walks down to the water to wet a scarf, water, water everywhere but swimming is forbidden! and lets get back to the seaside pronto where at least swim suits are waiting!
Cooling herself with dabs of wet scarf, she catches her breath as even breathing hot air is demanding. We Welshies are definitely not designed for this sort of thing, so we zoom as quick as bike can carry us back down to the........, now hears the odd bit, and it might explain why we took on such a mad adventure in the first place. Imsouane is covered in cool mist and has been for three days now. Thick, swirling, moist almost cold mist!!! So as we approach the coast, cold air is met with joy. Descending into Imsouane we gladly see that we can't see the sea!!!The mist is a blanket of relief. What a day out.
So we have stayed in the campsite since Meltdown and even here the mist has left and the balmy teperatures have meant we must do as others do, .............Swim and stay in the shade.
Hope these four images will remind you of what's to come in the summer ? Well, you never know!!
If you look closely in a couple of these shots, you will see that Moroccan ladies do wear their clothes in for a swim! This is their custom but modern Morocco is breaking through as we see everything from the full head to toe covering to tiny bikinis and many variations in between. Still, the ladies who are swimming, clothes and scarfs complete, are having as much fun as anyone else.
And every evening, we must not forget to smile!
As we are very lucky to be here
And able to witness such dramatic, cooling sunsets
The forecast for next week is................cooling down! to about 28 deg C or so! which actually might make a lot of difference.
it's Sunday 21st April, 9 oclock in the morning and very warm !
hope you have a lovely day
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