It all started so normally, they all seemed like such nice people but then as we arrived at our Refuge in the Picos a few changes started to happen.
It started subtly with a few people wearing dark shades even though the sun had gone down, then the odd baseball cap being worn back to front, and before we knew what was going on the whole group had turned into a bunch of Crazy rapping mo-fo’s, heres the shocking pictures and lyrics from that fateful night.

This superb desert biking adventure focuses on the deep south of Morocco, a land of big skies and stark mountain ranges where mud-brick kasbahs appear to rise up out of the desert, sitting in tranquil palm oases and framed by dramatic backdrops of snowcapped mountains. We ride along Morocco’s dirt roads, taking us from Marrakech to the Tichka Pass, the highest in the High Atlas, and then southward, descending along the Draa Valley to the fringes of the Sahara Desert.