Marrakech to the Sahara’s Edge

Private arrival, a riad in the medina, and the souks on foot with a guide who grew up in them.

The Atlas foothills and the Agafay desert — stone villages, terraced valleys, and a night in a private camp under more stars than seems reasonable.

Into the High Atlas. A mule-supported village-to-village walk for anyone off the bike, lunch in a family home.

Down the eastern slopes toward the dunes. The last camp sits at the Sahara’s edge — fires, music, nobody checking the time.

Back over the Atlas by air, a hammam in the afternoon, one last dinner in the medina.