I stayed 3 nights in Marrakech, in a very nice riad which was run by a very friendly French man, it was time to leave and head for the Saharacamp.
Leaving was not easy for me, Marrakesh has an elusive magic, the evenings at Djemaa el-Fna with th snake charmers, boxing fights, story-tellers, the exciting drum music, the endless food stands are special, and a memory for which I am grateful.
Because of my bad weather experiences in the two mountain excursions of the previous part of the journey, I decided not to take the route over the High Atlas. This road has no alternative to offer, either one drives several hours to the Tizi-n-Test, and you can pass over it, or you arrive there and turn around.
I did not want to waste nearly a day of riding time that way.  So I took the motorway from Marrakech via Adagir and then left the highway for the last 200km. The route has some very nice views of the High Atlas, but in general this leg of the journey was about going the distance and nothing else.
At about 5pm I arrive at the camp, do my the checkin formalities, and am looking forward to dinner together with the others. We are a around 8 people today, on the 28th of March, the actual camp starts official the next morning.