Cycling removes barriers to bring you closer to the land and people of a place, making you a part of the scene, rather than apart from it. Without engine pollutants every sense is elevated. You become free to smell and listen the land, taking in your surroundings more intimately. And of course, a meal well earned always taste better, too. But most importantly, traveling by bike puts you at eye level with locals.
Human-powered experiences allow for more human connections—more legible smiles, audible hellos. A high-five or thumbs up if you’re lucky. An instructive bark if you’re not (admittedly, outrunning a pack of territorial dogs would have been easier by car, though also less memorable). Seeing epic landscapes if great and all, but finding connection with another person who lives a life you can never truly know—or even comprehend—is the real best aspect of travel.
Reflecting on the experience now months in the past, I find the hospitality of the riat and kashah proprietors, shared laughs with local chefs, and the kindness and grit of our Berber Moroccan guide Redouan Ouzoud (plus the camaraderie of our crew) made as strong impressions as traversing towering mountain ranges and touching the largest desert on earth. Because in a country with such deeply rich and shared history between Arab, French, African, and indigenous Berber cultures, it’s all intertwined.


Moving through the homeland of native Berber people, we glimpsed a life philosophy rooted in nature, independence, and tradition. For thousands of years, Berber tribes have lived among and been shaped by the rugged Atlas Mountains and the vast Sahara of North Africa. Despite waves of foreign influence from Romans, Arabs, and Europeans, they have maintained a rich cultural heritage and vibrant languages, which roughly 40% of Morocco still speaks. The Berbers’ approach to life emphasizes balance, patience, simplicity, and harmony with natural forces, viewing the earth not only as a resource but as a respected partner in life.
Though my time in Morocco was short, it was impactful. Dozens of hours spent both in the saddle and passenger seat of a Land Cruiser Prados offered time to swap stories and ideas with our Moroccan Berber guides and fellow travelers. Conversations held on historic kasbah rooftops, among desolate cafes, and on remote gravel roads delivered different perspectives still. Finding wisdom between their experience, my experience, and our respective cultures is the goal.
In a time when the prevailing approach to life in the United States seems increasingly at odds with all of the above, it's trips like this that remind of the value of balance, patience, and respect for the natural world and one another.
And that bananas, dates, and nuts are better endurance snacks than over-processed protein bars.
Scroll on for more 35mm film photography from our trip.