“Madam, You Are In the Middle of Nowhere”

said the manager of the Kasbah du Toubkal to Annie when we checked in. And, that’s exactly what we felt like – and, LOVED – about being in the High Atlas Mountains.

Our hotel was a one-mile, uphill hike (or, mule ride if you were John) to the Kasbah – a former palace turned into a hotel.  This area is known for trekking and hiking thanks to Toubkal, the highest peak in both Morocco and in North Africa.

Pat, Michael and Annie hiked to the halfway point which was truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience.  We also learned a lot about the Berber culture along the way which was another part of this trip that we’ll never forget. 

The hike up to our hotel.

The hike up to our hotel.

Sunrise over the High Atlas.

Sunrise over the High Atlas.

Pat and Michael hiking in the middle of nowhere.

Pat and Michael hiking in the middle of nowhere.

A traditional Berber village in the High Atlas.

A traditional Berber village in the High Atlas.

Our hotel delivered lunch (via mule) to us on the mountain.  A little mint tea mid-hike.  So civilized!

Our hotel delivered lunch (via mule) to us on the mountain.  A little mint tea mid-hike.  So civilized!

"La La" means princess.  This is La La Pat - she was indeed the princess of the mountaintop today.

"La La" means princess.  This is La La Pat - she was indeed the princess of the mountaintop today.