Rathethan cycle out of some rather high mountains, I decided to make it to Beni Mallal as a priority.
- To get rid of some excess gear weighing me down.
- To pick up a elastic bandage for my knee
Short cut
After speaking with the hotel manager yesterday, he said that a bus could take me from a crossroads 18km outside the village into Beni Mallal.
I wasn’t seeing any benefit from cycling out! He said he would take me down around 11am.
11am
Came and went. The guy was busy, I left him to his job.
Around 12 he came up to the lounge where I was scrolling on Twitter and said jump in, (his 1970’s Citroen), he would give me a lift all the way to Beni Mallal (which is about 80km).
A nice gesture. He used to be a taxi driver in Paris for 18 years. His English was better than my French and Google translate helped us out.
The journey didn’t last all the way to Beni Mallal. After 40km or so the hills became plains. I said it would be fine to drop me and I would cycle the rest of the journey.
Which I did. The knee didn’t cause me any problems at all.
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