Visiting the Koutoubia Mosque: Everything You Need to Know

Monday, 11th April 2016

Visiting The Koutoubia Mosque - Everything You Need to Know

The Moroccan city of Marrakesh is one of Africa’s most famous cities. Home to some of the best Islamic architecture in the region, including palaces, mosques and madrassas, a stunning kasbah, and one of the largest traditional Muslim marketplaces in the world, it’s perhaps best known for the magnificent Minaret of Yaqub Al-Mansur at the Koutoubia Mosque.

This historical masterpiece is one of the highlights of any visit to Marrakesh. Although it isn’t possible to visit the interior of the mosque unless you’re a Muslim, there are plenty of opportunities for you to see this stunning structure from the outside.

Read on for all you need to know about visiting the Koutoubia Mosque…

The Koutoubia Mosque

The Koutoubia Mosque is the largest mosque in Marrakesh, and the tallest structure in the city. Situated in Marrakesh’s Djemaa el Fna Square – a bustling square at the heart of the city, and one of the world’s greatest meeting places – the stately minaret of the mosque towers over its surroundings. This isn’t because it’s particularly tall, standing at 69 metres – although it was an engineering feat when constructed – but because of regulations dictating that the buildings in the surrounding medina cannot be higher than a palm tree. For this reason, it’s one of the city’s main landmarks and is visible from afar.

Five times a day, it isn’t just the minaret that rises over Marrakesh, but the voice of the muezzin calling the faithful to prayer from its top. In the evening, as the lights flicker to illuminate the snake-charmers, fruit-sellers, and henna-painters in the square, and people meet for supper while cooking smoke fills the air, this is one of the most magical times to visit the area.

These sights and sounds have greeted visitors to Marrakesh for over 700 years, as weary travellers arrived via caravan across the desert to reach the centre of the city.


A Little History

Construction on the Koutoubia Mosque began around 1150, shortly after the Almohad conquest of Marrakesh. Its location had historical significance – it was the site of a late 11th century kasbah, the Dar al Hajar, home of the Almoravid leader, Ali ibn Yusuf. The Almoravids, previous rulers of Marrakesh, were staunch enemies of the Almohads. After the Almohad conquest of Marrakesh, the new leaders set about the complete destruction of all religious monuments and significant buildings in the city, believing the buildings to be tainted as they considered the Almoravids to be heretics.

The original mosque was completed in 1157, but there was a miscalculation in the construction that meant its orientation was incorrect – all mosques are supposed to point in the direction of Mecca, indicated by the mihrab, the prayer niche. Although a relatively minor issue – because the faithful could correct this under the direction of the imam by turning to face the correct direction – a decision was made to build a second mosque, the present day Koutoubia Mosque.

The two mosques were identical in everything aside from orientation, and they coexisted for 30 years, the original mosque most likely serving as a type of annexe to house the large religious population. Eventually the older mosque fell into ruin and was demolished. Its existence can be seen by the bricked-up spaces on the northwest wall where there were connecting doors, while excavations confirm the misalignment of the original structure.

The Koutoubia Mosque is known by several different names, including Jami’ al-Kutubiyah, Kutubiya Mosque, and Kutubiyyin Mosque. Its various names and associated spellings are based on the Arabic word, koutoubiyyin, which means bookseller – the mosque’s name is translated as ‘The Bookseller’s Mosque’. This is because originally up to 100 booksellers worked in the souk at its base.

The Minaret & Associated Mythology

The minaret is the architectural highlight of the Koutoubia Mosque today. Craftsmen from as far as Moorish Andalucía were brought to Marrakesh to work on the structure, which became the forerunner for Moroccan-Andalucian architecture. The pleasing proportions of the minaret – its height exactly five times that of its width – became the standard for Almohad towers, and was repeated again on two structures built subsequently: the Tour Hassan in Rabat and the Giralda in Seville, Spain.

The minaret is formed of six rooms, stacked one on top of the other, and there is a ramp running around the outside that enabled the muezzin to ride to the top of the tower. The cupola at the top is a symmetrical, square structure, with two windows on each side, and it’s topped by a ribbed dome and 4 copper orbs, decreasing in size, which make up the spire.

The orbs are subject to a number of myths. One proclaims that they were originally made of gold, and were only 3 in number. The fourth was composed of melted-down gold from the jewellery of the wife of Yaqub Al-Mansur as a penance for breaking her fast during Ramadan by eating 3 grapes.

The top of both the tower and the cupola are adorned with a band of ceramic tiles that differ on each side and give an indication of the original decoration of the structure. It’s interesting to note that on each side of the tower, the windows are placed at a different height to coincide with the ascending ramp that runs around the inside.

Originally, the tower was sheathed in pink plaster, but following restoration work at the turn of the century, it was decided that the stonework would be cleaned up. This has been carried out to stunning effect, especially during the night when the floodlit tower shines over the Djemaa el Fna Square.


The Koutoubia Mosque Today

The mosque itself is a vast structure for 12th century North Africa, and it’s a building of classic simplicity. Still one of the largest mosques in the world, the structure is composed of 16 identical, parallel naves and 1 large central nave. Its floor space is a massive 58,000 sq. ft. and there are 112 columns.

The prayer hall is built in a large T-shape and can accommodate 25,000 worshippers at any one time. At the end of the hall, there is an elaborately carved pulpit or minbar, where the imam gives his sermon from, believed to be the one remaining feature from the Almoravid era. It’s carved in ebony and sandalwood, and decorated with silver and ivory inlay.

The exterior of the building is designed to prevent onlookers from catching a glimpse of the harem of the king; even today, it’s blocked to Moroccans on Google Earth. There is a large courtyard out the front, centred on a fountain where worshippers carry out their ablutions before going to prayer. There are four entrances to the mosque, one from the courtyard and the other three opening leading directly to the prayer hall.

Visiting the Koutoubia Mosque (Non-Muslims)

According to Islamic law, non-Muslims are not entitled to enter many mosques, and this is true of the Koutoubia Mosque in Marrakesh. However non-Muslims are permitted to visit other mosques in Morocco, including the Tin Mal Mosque in the High Atlas Mountains, which was modelled on the Koutoubia Mosque.

There are very strict rules and ceremonial rituals that Muslims perform upon entering mosques, and non-Muslims should not attempt to fool onlookers for a glimpse of the interior.

However, there is plenty to see of this magnificent structure from the outside, although visitors should ensure to always wear appropriate clothing before approaching the building out of respect for Islamic law. One of the best locations to see the mosque and minaret is from the rose gardens situated to the west – a location that makes for some stunning photographs.

Another option is to settle down on a roof-terrace of one of the cafés in the Djemaa el Fna Square, just before sunset. From here you can enjoy the sunset – which is one of the best times for photographs – and contemplate the hustle and bustle of traders and travellers in the square, while enjoying a cold beer and some chill-out music.

Visiting the Koutoubia Mosque (Muslims)

The prayer hall and minaret are only open to Muslims, and its facilities are used by locals and tourists alike to offer their five daily prayers. Ritual ablutions are carried out at the fountain before entering the structure, and worshippers are expected to remove their shoes before entering the mosque.

The main prayer hall is largely devoid of furniture as all worshippers sit on the floor, where everybody is alike in status. There are no pictures or statues within as images of Allah are considered blasphemous in Islamic religion.

The mosque is free to enter.


Other Attractions in Marrakesh

Djemaa el Fna Square

The most famous square in Morocco, Djemaa el Fna is situated beneath the foothills of the High Atlas Mountains. Once a destination on the Sahara Caravan Route, traders used to stop here with items such as spices, medicines, gold and slaves.

Today, this UNESCO-recognised square is the largest and most famous in Morocco. Its name translates as ‘assembly of the dead’ as Christians and criminals were executed here to set an example. To locals, however, it’s known simply as ‘la place’ (the square).

During the day, visitors can explore the stalls selling carpets, clothes, spices, fruit, herbs, and other tourist trinkets, while snake-charmers, monkey-tamers and fortune-tellers form an entertaining backdrop. In the evening, the smell of cooking permeates the air as students and workers pause on their way home, tourists gather for food, and musicians provide the entertainment.

Majorelle Garden

This lush, tropical garden, situated in the heart of Gueliz, was designed by the French expatriate artist, Jacques Majorelle in 1924, and is one of the most stunning spots in the city. Majorelle moved to Marrakesh for health reasons. He became known for his paintings of Moroccan life, but was best known for his lush tropical garden, filled with cacti, palms and ferns, and surrounded with the vibrant blue that’s become his signature colour (known as Majorelle blue).

While famous in Morocco for years, the gardens only became known internationally when their subsequent owner, fashion designer Yves Saint Laurent, featured them at the 1977 Chelsea Flower Show.

Today, the 12-acre garden is filled with rows of bright orange nasturtiums, bougainvilleas of many different colours, pink geraniums, and pergolas and concrete paths in pastel shades of lemon, yellow and apple green. The buildings are vibrant in Majorelle blue, and many species of birds can be seen here.

Medina Souks

The narrow alleyways of the Medina – the Old City – are the star attraction for many visitors. They’re the perfect place to lose yourself, wandering amongst the kaleidoscope of colours, smells and sounds. The souks are a labyrinth of market stalls and shops, divided into categories. It’s a wonderful place to take a stroll, but if you intend to make a purchase remember you’re expected to barter.

Saadian Tombs

This 16th century burial ground was sealed for centuries, and only discovered in 1917. Situated in the kasbah, they date back to the rule of sultan Ahmud Al-Mansur and contain his tomb along with those of his successors and close family.

This rambling, atmospheric place has two main mausoleums and contains 66 tombs, with over a hundred more in the surrounding gardens.

Ali ben Youssef Medersa

Constructed around the same time as the Saadian Tombs, the Ali ben Youssel Medersa is the largest theological centre in Morocco, and certainly the most splendid. This elaborately decorated building once housed 900 students in 132 dorms, clustered around small internal courtyards. The main courtyard is decorated in Islamic style and is a highlight of a visit to the Medina.

Musée de Marrakesh

Located in a former 19th century palace, the Musée de Marrakesh houses an eclectic collection ranging from contemporary art to Rabati embroidery, with inlaid daggers, traditional jewellery, coins and costumes on display. However, despite the beauty of its collection, the building is one of the main attractions with its intricate tilework and carvings, and the magnificent central courtyard, now covered with glass and fabric.

If you want to visit the Koutoubia Mosque, and experience the other delights of Marrakesh, contact Dar Ayniwen for an unforgettable luxurious stay just a few minutes from the Medina of Marrakesh.

48 Hours in Marrakech

Monday, 20th July 2015

48 Hours in Marrakech

With the Mediterranean Sea in the North, the Canary Islands to the bottom left, and Spain’s Gibraltar almost touching Morocco’s tip at Tangier, you wouldn’t quite believe that you were in Africa. But it’s not uncommon to feel lost and disorientated when you land in the city of Marrakech; because here, you’ll be greeted by a confusing maze of loud noises, strange smells, bright colours, curious people, and a never-ending world of clutter. With the Atlas Mountains serving as a backdrop to your trip, there’s also an element of calm. Marrakech is, without a doubt, one of the most interesting cities on our planet and every corner is worth exploring if you have the time. But if you’re only here for a couple of days, you can still capture the essence of this mind-blowing Moroccan capital. For the ultimate itinerary, read on for our tips on what to see, where to go and what to do with 48 hours in Marrakech.




Start your first day in The Old Town area of the city. It’s a fantastic introduction to Marrakech. Here you will find a number of souks and tanneries, which pretty much help you capture the vibe of this colourful capital. As soon as you walk into the souks, you will be met with amazing smells and colours. The Medina is just north of the main square, Jemaa El Fna, and you will find never-ending alleyways and winding paths all brimming with stalls jam-packed with product upon product. It’s a spectacular sight even if you’re not planning on spending your Dirham. If you’re planning on buying a few souvenirs to take back home, we would definitely recommend getting your bearings and simply window-shopping on your first day, rather than buying the first thing you see – because you’ll always find a better price elsewhere. The two main routes of the souks are Rue Semarine and Rue Mouassine. Both routes offer a fine selection of clothing and textiles, spices and potions, pottery and souvenirs, woven carpets and baskets.

Your next stop simply has to be the bustling Jemaa El Fna, the famous square in the heart of the city. Quite simply, this is where it all happens; everything and anything. During the day, it’s the meeting ground for pushy animal hawkers and orange juice sellers and at night it transforms into a magical bazaar filled with locals meeting their buddies for a chinwag. To fully experience the square, it’s important to see it at every time of day.


The square is a great place to find somewhere to sit down and grab a bite. The cafes surrounding the square are quite tourist orientated – so perhaps not the best food in town – but this is the place to be for people watching. For an outstanding rooftop view, go to Café de France and get a coffee for 12 Dirham (less than 3 Euros) or a mint tea for 15 Dirham (less than 4 Euros).




If the intensity of the souks has taken it out of you, wind down for the afternoon in a nearby garden. The city is a contrast of ying and yang; not too far from the square is the Arset El Mamoun Garden, a peaceful retreat where visitors can enjoy the tranquil views from the ice-cream pavilion or the restaurant terrace. A part of the La Mamounia 5 star hotel, the gardens are open to the public – a must if you’re in need of some post-shopping down time.

If you have a little more time to kill, why not book yourself into a cookery class so you discover the real soul behind Moroccan cuisine and culture? You’ll pick up some great cooking secrets and discover a lot about the Moroccan way of life. It’s perfect for the whole family or if you’re looking for a group activity.


Enjoy a peaceful lunch at one of La Mamounia’s 4 restaurants or head over to Les Trois Saveurs (at La Maison Arabe) which is 20 minutes’ walk for traditional Moroccan cuisine. The menu offers a choice of authentically cooked tagines with cous cous; a true initiation into Moroccan food.



As the sun goes down, you must go back to Jemaa El Fna. Seeing the square in all its glory at night is a must, and you’ll be blown away by the contrasting atmosphere as soon as twilight sets in. Gone are the monkey men and pushy hawkers; now you’ll be met with endless stalls selling delicious snails and other amazing street food snacks, snake charmers, street artists, and live musicians setting the scene for the evening. But even more notably, the square is bustling with locals as they come out to socialise with their neighbours. The atmosphere is truly magical – you’ll be pleased to have witnessed it.


If you haven’t stuffed yourself with street food at the square, finish off your first day’s Moroccan experience at a modern lounge bar called Le Comptoir. This trendy establishment may feel miles away from the vibe in the souks and tanneries; a window into modern living in the city, this is a great place to eat and drink. The menu is traditional food with a modern twist and there are regular belly dancing performances to keep you entertained. Le Comptoir also has a fantastic bar/nightclub area so you can carry on the evening with drinks from their stylish cocktail menu.

If you’re looking for some fine dining, you can visit our restaurant at Dar Ayniwen and enjoy everything from traditional savoury dishes to exotic oriental pastries. There is also a fantastic tasting menu at just 450 Dirham per head.





There’s no better way of nursing a sore head from the night before than visiting a relaxing Hammam spa. The city has a number of luxury Hammams and you can’t leave Marrakech without visiting at least one. We would recommend spending the morning at Heritage Spa (40 Arset Aouzal Road) or Les Deux Tours (153 Douar Abiad); you will be blown away by the whole experience. The Hammam culture is something that the locals indulge in almost weekly. You’ll first be washed and scrubbed by an assistant before being covered in a natural clay which works wonders for your skin. The next part is the most relaxing; your wash and scrub will be followed by a massage which includes a number of essential oils to help you really wind down.



If you didn’t grab breakfast before the spa, the best places to get brunch are the cafes dotted around the streets coming off the main square. You’ll find various cafes offering Moroccan pastries (Petit Pan) which come with tea or coffee, or you can try the traditional breakfast soup and eat like the locals. The soup is called ‘Bissara’ and can be bought from local street vendors. If you’re looking for a light brunch, we would recommend Le Jardin, set in a 17th Century riad, serving brunch between 11am-3pm.



After a relaxing morning in a Hammam, no doubt you’ll be refreshed and raring to go. This is the perfect time to do a spot of sight-seeing. If you missed the tanneries on your first day, make Dar Dbagh Tannery your first stop. It’s a complete assault on the senses as the pungent smell of leather and dyes fill your nostrils but the colours are spectacular and it’s an interesting process to witness.

Next, take a tour of Marrakech’s museums, an essential part of your Moroccan education. Visit Dar Si Said Museum to explore the arts and crafts of the Berber culture, or go to the Marrakech Museum to look at some of the city’s more contemporary art.

If you have time, take a detour to the famous Jardon Marjorelle at Avenue Yacoub El Mansour. This spectacular garden was designed by French artist and painter, Jacques Marjorelle, taking him over 40 years to complete and is the perfect example of French Colonial Morocco between the years of 1912 and 1956. The garden was later bought over by the world famous designer, Yves Saint Laurent and is now open to the public for a 40 Dirham entry ticket.



From the Marrakech Museum, you can take a 5 minute walk over to Café Des Épices (it’s also not too far from the Jardon Marjorelle if you have time for a leisurely 30 minute stroll). The well-known Café Des Épices is one of the traveller favourites, especially for an al fresco style lunch. This rooftop establishment is well recognised for bringing together the new and the old – so you can get a real taste of Moroccan cooking in a contemporary way. The menu is perfect for groups or families as it offers a number of sharing platters and small dishes, perfect for those who don’t have the luxury of time to explore each individual dish in fine detail.



A trip to Marrakech isn’t quite complete without an evening designated to exploring its very unique nightlife. The drinking culture in Morocco is a rather strange one; Muslims are forbidden to drink so there’s sometimes a certain ‘faux pas’ surrounding the bar and nightclub life within the city. But many of these establishments opened their doors to welcome tourists during the boom of the industry – and today you will also see many locals frequenting these places.

But believe it or not, Marrakech does have a reputation for great nightlife and many have said that there’s a hidden Ibiza within the city as soon as the sun goes down. What you won’t see is drunken groups sprawling out onto the streets; what you will see is confined areas where people can relax and enjoy plenty of drinking and dancing late into the night (or early morning). The underground feel of Marrakech nightlife is what makes it feel so incredibly unique.

Some of the best bars include Café Arabe on Rue Mouassine in The Medina where you’ll find a sophisticated wine and cocktail menu, Café-Bar de l’Escale on Avenue Mohammed where you can find a good selection of wines and spirits, or Le Bar Churchill where you can sit in the most lavish art deco surroundings.

If you’re looking for a nightclub to finish off the night, head over to Diamant Noir Nightclub for a bit of Moroccan glam (with no expense spared on the interiors) or Pacha Marrakech on Avenue Mohammed VI where you’ll find some great resident DJs channelling the party vibes of the White Isle.


The food hawkers at Jemaa El Fna don’t start to disperse until around 1am (the locals love to eat and stay out late) so it’s the perfect place to grab a pre-nightclub snack if you’re feeling a bit peckish. The electric atmosphere of the square is sure to put you in the right mood for hitting the city’s vibrant nightclub scene. So mingle with the locals and make sure you get your hands on some of the must-try street food eats including camel spleen kebab, deliciously filling Beghrir bread, deep fried liver, spiced sardines, Brochette sandwiches, tasty French snails, or the moreish aubergine fritters for vegetarians.

Or if you’re looking for a fine dining experience to set you up for your bar crawl, go to La Maison Arabe for the most amazing local delicacies, Al Fassia Gueliz for some relaxed luxury, or Le Salama for a touch of old Hollywood glamour. Another one of our favourite places to dine is Gastro MK on Derb Sebaai by The Medina. Not only is it fantastic for afternoon tea in the day but it’s also a wonderful place for dinner at night. The restaurant can be a tad on the pricey side compared to other places but it serves the most amazing fusion cuisine, bringing together the best of French and Moroccan cooking. The kitchen was headed up by Andrew West (one of Gordon Ramsay’s chefs) before being taken over by the established chef Omar El Ouahssoussie, and it’s now one of the finest places to enjoy a tagine in the city.


To book your next holiday to Marrakech, take a look at our rooms and special offers. To speak to a member of our team, get in touch via our contact page and we will help you book your perfect stay in the city.

Getting Started with TripAdvisor Ranking & Reviews

Saturday, 5th July 2014

To All Dar Ayniwen Guests:

You have stayed with us and we would like to thank you for choosing us. We hope you had a wonderful stay, which you maybe or maybe not wish to share with others on Twitter, Facebook, Expedia, Booking or TripAdvisor.

In their travel decision-making process, people nowadays rely more than ever on social networks and peer-review sites like TripAdvisor. While they still value friends’ and family’s opinions in the first place, the Internet is where they go to plan their holiday. Thus, ranking highly in our category vs. our competitors can impact positively on our business, not to mention brand awareness.

The beef is that most people who have surfed on TripAdvisor and read our pretty good reviews and rankings, have considered useless to share their experience online. Sorry, but they are mistaken and it is important to explain how the TripAdvisor Popularity Index works. It is based on a complicated algorithm with many variables but three key components, namely the number of reviews (quantity), how favorable reviews are (quality), and how old/recent reviews are (freshness).

1. Quantity

According to a study conducted by TripAdvisor, over 50% of its users said they would not book a property that has no reviews. This is common sense. The more reviews available, the better, especially if there is a variety as per TripAdvisor categories: families, couples, solo and business.

2. Quality

If Dar Ayniwen and a direct competitor have both received 30 reviews over a month, why has their ranking gone up, while ours has stayed the same? Because not all reviews are built equal. Quality refers here to the ratio between positive and negative reviews. Their 20 “5 stars”, five “4 stars” and five “3 stars” reviews have contributed to a higher ranking than our ten “5 stars”, ten “4 stars” and ten “3 stars” reviews, for instance.

3. Freshness

Would you trust a 2012 review of a restaurant, knowing that there may be a new chef in the kitchen? Or perhaps there is this Maldives resort you are considering for your next trip, and which has been spoken highly of by your best friends because they have been there three times, yet you find out on TripAdvisor that the place has just started major renovation works? These are just examples that highlight what is considered the most important variable of all three: freshness.

Reviews depreciate over time so an older review, good or bad, does not weigh in as much as a newer one. It’s not just a simple mathematical average of all ratings. Bad comments do happen, too. In this aspect, many property managers wish they would go away asap, but you can contribute to these comments having less weight by posting more recent good ones, so your feedback is kindly needed!

Any hotel –branded or independent like us– has the power to be highly ranked if they have a great, high-quality product that people want to review. So, while pushing reviews to TripAdvisor will drive up the number of reviews on the site, a hotel still needs to focus on quality for it to pay off. This is what we strive to do on a day-to-day basis.

Thanks for your help and your attention.

A Stay in Marrakech, District by District

Tuesday, 1st July 2014

You are planning a trip to the Red City and the “Where to stay?” and “Which area is best?” questions have returned too many Google hits? From the hustle-and-bustle of the Medina to the magic of the Palm Grove through the New Town’s nightlife and the refreshing countryside, you will rapidly be spoiled with choices. Here are pros and cons of each area, as well as our top luxury stays…

The Old Town

On top of its unique Moorish architecture and typical buzzing alleyways, the Medina also features loads of museums and traditional riads -or garden houses- Marrakech has become famous for. If you are looking to experience “real” Marrakech and are OK with the busyness, then this is the perfect location for you.

Our best bets are La Villa des Orangers and La Maison Arabe. The former is a riad and a Relais & Châteaux affiliate located a stone’s throw from Jemaâ el Fnâ Square, while the latter is more like a Palace with very fine cuisine.

© La Villa des Orangers

The New Town

Here, architecture is not really a big issue. The real positive aspects about the New Town are respectively the food and shopping experience during the day in Guéliz, and the Hivernage’s nightlife with numerous lounges and nightclubs.

The public transport network is well-developed and you can venture into the Medina from there in no time, while enjoying all modern amenities of a City. It’s like being in Europe, but in the Moroccan sun! Though it’s hardly chock-a-block with attractions, it does have one impressive must-see: the Majorelle Garden.

In Guéliz, consider to stay at La Renaissance or Bab hotels, and at the Sofitel Marrakech Palais Imperial in the Hivernage District. Radisson is coming soon.

© Bab Hotel

The Palm Grove

If you play golf or wish to stay closer to the City centre, then the Palm Grove is for you! This is mainly a residential area with big villas belonging to movie stars, politicians, singers, and so on.

There are hardly any stores to be found, but you will be overwhelmed by the One Thousand and One Nights atmosphere: quiet, big open spaces and majestic palm trees all around.

Any guesses for your stay? Dar Ayniwen, of course, a luxury hotel nestled in a 2-ha big garden, with 5-star service, fine and organic food and a hammam & spa.

The Countryside: Roads to Ourika, Imlil & Tamesloht

If you prefer the scenery and quietness of the country, then choose to stay outside of the City centre’s buzz. Although this would mean that you would need a mean of transportation, the rewards are unparalleled.

These green secluded areas are the perfect spots for those looking for rest and chill out, with clean fresh air as well as outstanding views of the Atlas Mountains. Many hotels in the country are fitted with large swimming pools, like the breathtaking Bab Ourika or the Kasbah Tamadot by Sir Richard Branson, or the more chic casual Beldi Country Club on the road to Amizmiz.

 Bab Ourika veggie garden

The Old Market is Dead, Long Live Carré Eden!

Tuesday, 17th June 2014

The Old Market is Dead, Long Live Carré Eden!


After six years in the pipeline and only a few months behind schedule, the Carré Eden Shopping Center opened with great pomp on May 8, 2014 right in the heart of Marrakech’s New Town District, aka Gueliz. This multi-purpose complex has been built in place of the Old Market, which belonged to the City Council and was torn down back in 2007. At the time, flower and fresh produce stalls were moved at a stone’s throw, to Rue Ibn Toumert, where they still are doing business until further notice.


The 1+-billion-Dirham (€100M) and 100,000 sqm. (108,000 sq. ft.) project was initiated by French art collector and lover of the Red City, Xavier Guerrand-Hermès from the Hermès family, and designed by Casablanca-born architect Karim El Achak, who has been living in Marrakech for over twenty years now. The idea behind the scenes was to boost the heart of an ever-changing City that has gradually gain international stature, while providing it with a unique offering in terms of shopping experience.

The mall has a Starbucks Café -a Marrakech premiere- and a Nespresso store, as well as sixty other shops with such leading international brands of fashionable ready-to-wear and sportswear as Adidas, Lacoste, Guess, LC Waïkiki, Springfield, Orchestra and Gant, as well as of cosmetics, like Yves Rocher. The Swedish flagship store H&M is spread over the three floors of the shopping center. On the basement there are a well-stocked Carrefour Market convenience store and 600 underground parking space. The top floor is mostly dedicated to the Food Court, with takeaway restaurants like Domino’s Pizza, Sushi Club and Wok-to-Walk.

Besides, the residential center will soon be complete: eighty one- and two-floory apartments and a 5-star Radisson Blu hotel, fitted with 200 rooms and suites and a rooftop swimming pool. So far, 80% of the complex are said to be sold or rent.

Although 100 years old, the alive-and-kicking new part of Marrakech is gradually turning into a hype city in itself, with wide avenues, traffic jams and well-maintained parks, such as Jardin Majorelle and the Cyber Park. Before that, one remembers a small town with villas, leather shops and the Old Market. That was it!

The sky is the limit; let’s hope the very essence of Marrakech will remain unchanged. Carré Eden helps preserve its architectural legacy because it blends in very well with the Red City.

BCF-Déco Exhibited at Dar Ayniwen

Tuesday, 20th May 2014

Dear All,

BCF deco 300As you may already know, we at Dar Ayniwen have a strong interest for all kinds of art, and fine antiques especially. My father was an enthusiastic collector and I have taken over him…

We always make our best efforts to provide guests with unheard-of experience, and this is why we are currently exhibiting some statues by French company BCF-Déco.

Established June 22, 2009 and based in EBERSVILLER, Moselle, France, BCF-Déco has specialised in reproducing works of art by Degas, Rodin, Milo, etc, with core business of bronze statues.

Born in 1968, Manager Gilles WINKLER has developed a true passion for art while paying numerous visits to museums, auctions and other exhibitions.

He took as his motto: old-styled, handcrafted art works for all, which makes any item unique.

For more information, please visit:, or Dar Ayniwen!

Kind regards,

Stéphane ABTAN

Thank you Weston Magazine Group

Sunday, 11th May 2014

Thank you Weston Magazine Group

Journey to the kingdom of morocco, know as Al-Maghrib in arabic, “the land to the west”. A moderate islamic country inhabited by arabs ans berberes, morocco invites tourists of all nationalities to explore its fascinating culture, history and crafts, as well as a topography that ranges from the mountains, to the desert to the sea …

They talk about Dar Ayniwen on page 154 :

Dar Ayniwen sponsor de l’ARC Association

Monday, 28th April 2014

Dar Ayniwen sponsor de l’ARC Association

Je suis désolé que cela m’a pris autant de temps, mais voici enfin le récit de mon Marathon des sables 2014… Je voulais être sûr de partager entièrement avec vous cette expérience et aussi de pouvoir renseigner des personnes qui souhaitent s’inscrire au MDS dans l’avenir. Enjoy!

Lundi 31 Mars : Arrivée à Ouarzazate

Histoire de passer quelques jours en compagnie de ma maman, puis s’acclimaté avec la chaleur, hors qu’à ma grande surprise, il faisait plus froid qu’à Paris…Dommage mais bon quelques jours de repos avant une telle course ne font pas de mal.

Vendredi 4 Avril : En route vers l’inconnu

Le Rdv pour les concurrents étant déjà sur place était de 8h devant l’Hôtel COS, à mon arrivée, les membres de l’organisation, vêtus de gilet reporter 29 ème Marathon des Sables attendent les participants et les mettent dans les bus numérotés, et distribuent le road book ; ce livret détaille toutes les 6 étape (longueur, relief, terrain, cap à suivre …).

Patrick Bauer, le directeur de course l’avait annoncé quelques jours auparavant : pour cette édition du MDS, le parcours sera difficile, sachant que cette année le MDS est entré dans le cercle très fermé des Ultra-Trail World Tour. Je le confirme en ouvrant le road book. Voici la longueur des 6 étapes : 34, 41.5, 37, 81.5, 42.195, 7.7 ! Soit 244 Km à parcourir dans le Sahara marocain en autonomie alimentaire et matérielle.

L’étape de 82 km ne nous laisse pas indifférents. “82 bornes, c’est de la folie !”

“C’est rien, c’est l’étape marathon le surlendemain qui fera de la casse…”, réplique un concurrent de l’année dernière.

On discute, on rigole, on compare nos entraînements pour se rassurer, on sympathise. Avec mes 100 Km hebdomadaires durant l’entraînement, j’ai l’air un peu ridicule. Certains coureurs parlent de 150 à 200 Km par semaine ! Suis-je correctement entraîné ? N’ai-je pas sous-estimé cette épreuve ? Il y’en a qui ont fait le MDS des dizaines de fois ! il y’en a qui l’on fait une fois mais repartis grimper l’Everest, La diagonale des fous, l’UTMB et revenir…alors la pression monte mais plus le temps de regarder en arrière mais moi aussi j’ai ma bonne cause alors il est temps de prendre le départ…

Le car prend la route pour un transfert de 350 Km au sud-est de Ouarzazate (Erfoud). Nous traversons alors différents villages, séparés par de grands plateaux désertiques. Au cours du trajet, le paysage devient de plus en plus désertique et aride. Pas de doute, on va vraiment en plein désert ! Durant ce trajet, j’ai fait la connaissance de Mick Ramayet, ce sportif de 68 ans venu participer pour la 19émé fois au MDS, quel mental, puis d’Isabelle, sa 10éme participation, puis Michel venu du Québec, coaché par Isabelle sur internet, et après avoir traversé les trois Amériques en vélos « plus de 18000km » il est venu se mesuré aux dunes avec ces hanches en titanes…alors en voyant tout cela, j’ai qu’un mot qui me revient c’est respect. Puis une belle rencontre celle avec Ahmed Tahiri première participation, venu en équipe avec un champion Olympique marocain, tenant du titre du Marathon de New York 2 fois et le Marathon de Londres avec 2h06 Monsieur Abdelkader Mouaziz, et ce Ahmed il s’avère un ancien élève de cher Père, première coïncidence.

Après environs 7 heures de transport et quelques km de piste, nous arrivons enfin sur le bivouac, installé à quelques km des plus hautes dunes du Maroc, les dunes de Merzouga,

Il est bientôt 17h, et là je demande à Mick et Isabelle s’il avait de la place dans leur tente, après réflexion et un décompte des personnes, il restait une place, celle du « Bleu » comme il m’appelait, le nouveau, et nous avons pris la tente n°10.

Alors en fin de journée nous étions 7 dans la tente,

– Isabelle Valera, la nordiste avec le dossard n°59, brut de décoffrage, tellement naturelle et tellement dans son élément avec un grand coeur, 10ème participation au MDS et son éternel phrase “puta madré”

– Mick Ramayet avec le dossard n° 135 , que dire de plus sur ce monument du MDS, 19ème participation, chapeau bas mon ami

– Giles Clain – dossard n°138 – 8éme participation, un énorme cœur, celui qui avait accompagné Didier le non voyant l’édition 2013. Cette année il le fait pour lui….et sous la menace d’Isabelle….

– Michel Baudoin dossard n° 446 le Canadien, le deuxième “bleu” de la tente

– Denis Dadoun dossard n° 134 une deuxième jolie coïncidence, un urologue sous la même tente, pour ma cause c’est juste énorme.

– Et à ma grande surprise, il y avait Odile, la non voyante de cette édition 2014,qui est venue dormir la première nuit avec nous mais qui a fini par rejoindre son guide Silvain, pour qu’ils vivent l’aventure ensemble en entier.

On se couche vers 21h. Je profite de toutes mes affaires pour cette nuit (nous avons encore tous nos bagages). La nuit est un peu froide et je ne regrette pas d’avoir choisi un duvet chaud (température minimum de confort : -3° C) et mon micro matelas gonflable choisi par ma femme.

Samedi 5 Avril : Contrôles médicaux, contrôle du matériel, acclimatation

Après avoir admiré un magnifique lever de soleil, j’émerge du duvet vers 7 heures. Il fait un peu froid le matin, mais rapidement la température devient insupportable. Nous prenons notre petit déjeuner à la cantine du bivouac. Le commissaire du bivouac m’avait déjà annoncé que j’était convoqué à 8h30 heures pour le contrôle du sac.

Je prépare donc le sac à dos de course pour la dernière fois : un seul ennemi, le poids. Je supprime quelques vêtements jugés inutiles, je supprime un peu de nourriture prévue en surplus. Il ne s’agit de ne rien oublier, cela pourrait être fatal. Je vais vivre toute la durée de l’épreuve seulement avec le contenu de ce sac comme matériel et comme nourriture.

Giles me donne un coup de main, et surtout des conseils de coureur expérimenté, parce que mon sac est lourd, malgré les efforts et le reconditionnement de toute la nourriture, il reste lourd… Et la voilà Aline qui s’invite à notre tente « Aline Pierrond, venue tenter une place sur le podium cette année mais elle a fini 4éme Bravo, très sympathique et très disponible » Elle m’a aussi aidé à vider un peu mon sac et surtout réduire mes barres énergétiques.

Arrivé à la tente de contrôle, je rends mon sac de voyage (je le retrouverai après la course, samedi prochain. Un commissaire de course contrôle le matériel obligatoire ainsi que les calories. Tout est ok. Poids total de mon sac : 10.75 Kg. C’est difficile de faire moins, la plupart des coureurs annoncent entre 8 et 10 kg. Je me dirige ensuite vers les médecins. Ils vérifient mon électrocardiogramme et me questionnent sur mon entraînement, ma préparation globale et ma préparation des pieds. Ils me mettent en garde sur les conditions climatiques extrêmes de cette course. “Attention aux fortes chaleurs attendues et à la déshydratation. Prudence ! Ne pas oublier de prendre régulièrement des pastilles de sel. Il faut savoir gérer l’effort dès les premières étapes.” Je prends ma fusée de détresse, fournie par l’organisation et quitte la tente des contrôles avec seulement mon sac de course pour toute la semaine.

Le repas de midi est à la cantine du bivouac. Je n’ai pas trop faim : la chaleur me coupent l’appétit mais il faut manger. Après, c’est une bonne sieste à l’ombre ! Certains en profitent pour faire un petit footing de décrassage, nous avec mes compagnons de tente nous decisons de partir boire un thé à la menthe dans l’auberge du coin « à 3km », d’où j’ai pu vous envoyer mes première photos avec mon numéro de dossard.

Vers 17 heures, Patrick Bauer réunit tous les concurrents pour la présentation de cette 29ème édition du Marathon des Sables. 1045 concurrents, 139 femmes, 54 nationalités De nombreux journalistes, des télévisions internationales sont au cœur de la caravane pour suivre l’événement. Pour cette édition Patrick Bauer insiste sur le message de paix qui sera véhiculé ; puis le message de toute les associations représentées dont ARC Association. Mon drapeau me suivra du début jusqu’à la fin.

Patrick rappelle les consignes de sécurité sur le bivouac et sur la course. Il insiste également sur le côté écologique de la caravane, puis nous montre comment utiliser une fusé de détresse et la nouveauté depuis l’année dernière l’utilisation des toilettes assis avec une touche d’humeur bien sûr…

Un dernier coup de fil à ma petite femme tant que j’ai le réseau, pour prendre un peu d’énergie et de courage avant le grand jour.

Le souper à la cantine du bivouac est servi vers 19 heures. On essaie d’emmagasiner un maximum de calories car c’est le dernier repas avant de début de l’autonomie alimentaire. Après je me nourrirai pendant 7 jours uniquement avec ce que je transporte dans mon sac à dos. Une petit coca pour décompresser et au lit ! Demain c’est le départ du marathon des sables…

Dimanche 6 Avril : Le départ du 29 ème Marathon des Sables

Je me réveille vers 5h30, il fait déjà jour. Je reste bien au chaud dans mon duvet en attendant que les gars de la tente se réveillent. Déjà les équipes de la logistique démontent les tentes berbères ! On se dépêche alors de ranger le duvet et de quitter la tente. Il fait très frais. Nous déjeunons ; c’est le premier repas en autosuffisance alimentaire. Le repas du matin est important car le prochain repas complet sera celui du soir. Tranquillement, on se prépare : chargement du sac à dos, derniers réglages, fixation des dossards, un vrai travail de professionnel !
– Et enfin moi le dossard n°120 en totale découverte.

Le repas du soir nous est servi à la cantine du bivouac, on croise tous les concurrents, l’ambiance est très sympathique et les retrouvailles entre coureurs est impressionnante.

Nous allons chercher les 2 bouteilles d’eau, la prochaine sera donnée au check point N°1 de l’étape au 15 ème km après une bonne partie de dunes. Il est 8h30, la température atteint déjà 28 °C. J’ai déjà mal au épaules, mais envahi par l’émotion et je pense à mon père, c’est pour lui que je fais cela, Gilou me murmure que malgré ma bonne cause il faudrait que je pense à prendre du plaisir.

Patrick Bauer fait un court débriefing de l’étape. A 9 heures précises est donné le départ. Sous mes lunettes, je ne peux m’empêcher de verser quelques larmes d’émotion, après tant d’entrainements on y est, alors vite je me concentre de nouveau! Je pense également à mes potes Rodolphe, Denis, Yoan et Rachid qui courent en ce moment le marathon de Paris pour l’ARC Association.

C’est parti pour l’aventure ! J’ajuste mon sac à dos ainsi que la fixation de la bouteille d’eau et en route pour 34 km ! Je pars à une allure prudente car le poids du sac se fait ressentir. A l’entraînement, je suis monté à 11 Kg uniquement et aujourd’hui j’en ai 13.75 sur le dos ! Après quelques km, les coureurs s’étalent tout au long du parcours. Au bout de 3km, nous entrons dans les dunes de lErg Chaabi et c’est parti pour 12km de dunes, les files indiennes se forment naturellement pas beaucoup d’appuis, au départ je suivais le Cap 127° sur ma boussole et je fini par suivre les coureurs, la chaleur se fait ressentir on s’approche des 40°C je bois régulièrement, je suis à 15km à ma montre mais toujours pas de CP1, et 2km plus tard et plus d’eau dans mes gourdes, je vois le CP1 et je comprends que j’ai fait 2km de plus dans les dunes.. pas très sympa comme nouvelle…

Je prends ma bouteille tant attendue, je remplie mes gourdes, et je prends les bouteilles non fini par les autres coureurs je me rafraichi avec et je bois un bon coup, je mets le Cap 184° sur ma boussole et c’est reparti pour 10km80 jusqu’au CP2, en traversant Oued, plateaux caillouteux et accidenté loin de mes lieux d’entrainements habituelles…Alors j’alterne entre course et marche, pour éviter de se faire mal à une cheville qui m’empêcherait de finir le MDS.

Je passe le CP2 sans difficulté, en modérant mon effort ; il ne s’agit pas de se griller dès la première étape ! Gardons du jus pour la suite. Le parcours est sublime, en plein désert, c’est émouvant de courir dans un endroit pareil ! La fixation de ma bouteille d’eau ainsi que les guêtres sont impeccables : Mais comme dit les anciens “c’est une course de gestion”. Devant, y a des mecs qui vont exploser demain car ils auront déjà trop donné sur cette étape. Prudence, prudence, la course commence, encore 220 bornes.

Pour le moment, tout va bien, pas faim, pas soif, pas fatigué, pas malade, pas d’ampoules, pas de blessure …Mais plus ça va aller et plus on va en chier, ça va être très dur…

Puis au loin j’aperçois l’arrivée : mais encore 3km de dunes! Je regarde le chrono qui indique 6h10. Ça en dit long sur la difficulté de l’épreuve et sur les temps des prochaines étapes ! Je commence alors à entrer dans l’esprit de la course. Aucune comparaison avec les courses faites auparavant, mais c’est encourageant étant donné que j’ai été très prudent, je fini la première étape après 6h54 de course et je rate complétement la caméra à l’arrivée, c’ est bien dommage pour ma femme et mon entourage qui attendait mon passage.

Je prends mes trois bouteilles d’eau et me dirige vers la tente 10. Isa la nordiste est déjà là allongée sur son duvet et en train de récupérer, mais on se posait des questions sur Gilou qui n’est toujours pas là !!! il arrive finalement après tout le monde avec plus de 10h30 et on apprend qu’il a eu une perfusion de 6 poches, départ inquiétant mais rien de grave…

Je déguste rapidement mes bananes séchées. Après une petite sieste à l’ombre sous la tente berbère ; la température est de 44 °C à l’ombre. Pour le moment, je n’ai aucune ampoule, mes pieds sont intacts, pourvu que ça dure !

J’envoie un sms d’information à ma femme, à ma grande surprise il ’y avait du réseau, pour ne pas appeler et déranger les autres coureurs. Puis, vers 17 heures, un commissaire de bivouac nous apporte les mails reçus par Internet. L’équipe des télécommunications les reçoit par transmission satellite, les imprime, puis les découpe un à un pour les distribuer aux concurrents. Une vingtaine de messages me sont destinés. Grâce au talent de ma femme, tous mes proches savaient qu’ils pouvaient m’envoyer des mails et par la suite elle vous a tenu au courant du progrès de mon l’aventure au jour le jour. Je suis agréablement surpris par tous ces messages et m’empresse de les lire. C’est très émouvant de recevoir en plein désert de si beaux messages d’encouragement. Je les lis et les relis et décide de les garder dans mon sac à dos : ils me porteront chance, seul bémol je n’ai pas reçu les mails de ma femme…

A la tente, nous prenons notre repas vers 19h00. La nuit tombe déjà, il est temps de se coucher. La fatigue ressentie est surtout physique; c’est la décompression après toutes ces angoisses de gestion d’eau, et la traversée de ces grosses dunes. Maintenant, la course est lancée, le moral est bon. Rien ne m’empêchera d’aller jusqu’au bout de la course, rien, Oui, la course s’annonce très, très difficile, tous les coureurs le savent…

Lundi 7 Avril : L’étape des 41km Erg Znaigui / Oued Moungarf

Réveil dès 5h30 après une très bonne nuit « grâce au Dornomyl ». Déjà le bivouac s’agite. Le soleil perce les dunes et nous envoie ses premiers rayons de chaleur. Je reste emmitouflé dans mon duvet pour admirer le ciel ; encore une journée merveilleuse qui s’annonce. Mes copains de tente se réveillent peu à peu ; grosses cernes sous les yeux, marques de soleil sur le visage, la barbe.., de vraies têtes d’aventuriers ! L’équipe logistique démonte les tentes berbères. Il ne faut pas traîner ! Nous préparons notre petit déjeuner. Pour moi le menu est le suivant : Museli choco et compote de pomme et mon incontournable café. Vers 6h30, l’organisation distribue la bouteille d’eau du matin. Il me reste encore environ 1L de la veille ; je pourrai alors faire un brun de toilette, le luxe ! Puis, tranquillement les concurrents préparent soigneusement leur sac.

Le départ est donné est 8h30 heures précises et le cap est simple : direction l’Erg Znaigui, avec des dunes et encore des dunes, au cours de cette étape de 41 km, nous allons les traverser des Oueds asséchés, des terrains accidentés toujours peu d’appuis mais cette fois j’ai 600gr de moins dans mon sac et une bouteille de moins au départ ce qui n’est négligeable, alors j’essaye d’élever ma cadence tout en restant prudent pour le reste de la course, ce n’est pas la peine de s’affoler au départ ! La forme est au rendez-vous, le moral est bon, le paysage est sublime, tout va bien ! Nous profitons du terrain dur pour courir à bonne allure avant de pénétrer au cœur des des dunes où le sable nous arrive en bas des genoux. C’est impossible de courir sur un tel terrain.

Je rejoins le premier check-point à 11km50. Les DOC et les contrôleurs sont là, nous demandant de garder notre énergie pour la suite, les jambes vont en avoir besoin ! Je prends ma bouteille d’eau et continue mon chemin vers le prochain check-point à environ 14.5 km. Le Cap à suivre nous fait traverser oued Ziz, des pitons rocheux et caillouteux sans oublier les vallons sablonneux…

J’aperçois le CP2, il n’est plus qu’à quelques kilomètres derrière un lac asséché. Il fait de plus en plus chaud et dans le creux des dunes, la température est accablante !! J’arrive tranquillement au CP2 ; je prends la bouteille d’eau me fais poinçonner ma carte, Malgré les guêtres, le sable finit par rentrer mais bon je n’enlèverai pas mes chaussures avant l’arrivée à la tente.

Je prends direction le CP3 qui est à 8.1km et en général quand le CP est proche la difficulté est grande, une grande descente commence vers le plateau du lac asséché, je suis surpris par en vent de face. ” La galère dis-je, si la tempête se lève, la navigation va être difficile, il vaut mieux que je me rapproche d’un groupe, je ne tiens pas à me diriger seul dans ce désert ! “. Je regarde droit devant ; rien à l’horizon. Aucun coureur dans mon champ de vue, je décide alors d’accélérer fortement en espérant rattraper des concurrents et garder le cap, en cas de tempête, la seule solution est le repérage à la boussole.

Une accalmie de vent nous permet de nous ressourcer un peu, le thermomètre affiche 49°C. Je discute avec un coureur Anglais, et nous avons décidé de courir 500m et marcher 200m tout en parlant.

Le CP3 nous encourage vers l’arrivée pour finir cette deuxième étape! Génial ! Je m’attarde un peu à ce CP pour boire un peu d’eau. ” Le bivouac vous attend dans 6 km et la vue est splendide, à tout à l’heure ! “. Et c’est reparti. J’ai hâte d’arriver au bivouac, pour retrouver les copains de tente et pour envoyer de mes nouvelles à tous ceux qui me soutiennent.

Sur cette dernière portion de la journée, le paysage est encore différent : légèrement montagneux à droite et à gauche. Un peu plus d’une heure plus tard, je franchis la ligne d’arrivée de cette étape de 41 km. J’ai encore beaucoup de ressources mais pas question de les consommer avant la grande étape des 82 Km. Restons prudents. Les premiers abandons rappellent que je ne suis pas à l’abri d’une éventuelle blessure. Après cette étape de dunes, les ampoules ont fait leurs apparitions, après quelques soins j’espère que demain tout sera rentré dans l’ordre.

J’arrive à ma tente avec mes 3 bouteilles et à ma grande surprise je suis le premier, je prépare le bois pour le feu, je mange mes bananes séchées et j’attends mes coéquipiers.

Mardi 8 Avril : ETAPE N°3 – OUED MOUNGARF / BA HALLOU – 37,5 KM

Pour cette journée, je propose de présenter l’extrait du road book concernant l’étape. Je l’ai parcourue en partie avec les frères Zambeau (2 copains de tente). La principale difficulté était de récupérer de la difficile étape des grandes dunes du premier jour, des 41 km de la veille et de se préparer à la grande étape non stop du lendemain ! Bref, j’ai profité du paysage au maximum en essayant de ne penser qu’à l’instant présent. Je suis arrivé mais les ampoules avaient pris le dessus sur mes pieds, mais heureux de retrouver Gilou dans la tente avant tout le monde, il retrouve la pêche petit à petit.

Km 0 : Prendre direction S/SO (cap 195°) sur terrain plat peu caillouteux.

Km 2,7 : Terrain vallonné et caillouteux.

Km 3,7 : Jebel Touh Ilh à main droite. Prendre direction S/O (cap 221°) jusqu’au CP1. Passage sablonneux puis terrain ± caillouteux.

Km 5,4 : Terrain sablonneux, bosses de sables avec herbes à chameau puis dunettes. Toujours même direction.

Km 7,7 : Entrée des dunes. Prendre cap 221° jusqu’au CP1.

Km 10,6 : CP1 à la sortie des dunes. Prendre direction 0/S0 (cap 253°) pour longer les grandes dunes à main droite. Terrain sablonneux et vallonné.

Km 14,8 : Fin du sable. Prendre direction Ouest (cap 264°) jusqu’au km 17,1. Terrain ± caillouteux.

Km 17,1 : Début de la montée du jebel Foum Al Opath (dénivelé moyen : 12%). Gorge rocheuse.

Km 18,2 : Sommet du jebel. Prendre direction Ouest (cap 277°) jusqu’au CP2. Descente sablonneuse.

Km 20,4 : Entrée des dunes. Prendre cap 277°.

Km 23,5 : CP2 à la sortie des dunes. Prendre direction N/O (cap 325°). Terrain ± caillouteux.

Km 23,9 : Suivre cap 325° pour traverser les dunes.

Km 26,9 : Fin des dunes. Prendre direction N/O (cap 312°) jusqu’au km 27,5. Terrain caillouteux.

Km 27,5 : Fin du terrain caillouteux. Direction générale Nord (cap 356°) jusqu’au CP3.

Suivre balisage pour laisser l’oued Rheris à main gauche. Végétations d’oued et terre battue.

Km 32,5 : CP3 au pied d’un tertre. Continuer même direction (cap 357°) jusqu’aux ruines de Ba Hallou, en laissant l’oued Rheris à main gauche.

Km 35,6 : Ruines de Ba Hallou. Même direction. Terrain sablonneux, dunettes et herbes à chameaux.

Km 37,5 : Arrivée au B3.

Mercredi 9 Avril : L’épreuve dans l’épreuve

Après un belle nuit de sommeil profond et récupérateur, nous nous réveillons vers 6 heures. Aujourd’hui, le programme est lourd : c’est l’étape des 82 km, la grande étape, …L’étape fait hésiter pas mal de participants à s’inscrire au Marathon des Sables ! Je n’ai jamais couru une telle distance en une seule fois. Et en plus dans de telles conditions ; c’est vraiment de la folie, deux marathons à la suite… maintenant j’y suis, pas question d’abandonner; mon objectif est d’aller au bout, au bout de ma cause et pour ne pas décevoir mon père et tous les gens croyant en moi.

Je suis très motivé ce matin, j’ai la rage de vaincre ! Je n’ai pas vraiment mangé la veille, ni ce matin d’ailleurs, je sais que c’est fou mais je n’arrive à rien avaler. Mais tous les mails d’encouragement que j’ai reçus me donnent une énergie considérable ; je suis transformé en une machine à avaler les kilomètres en plein désert, pousser par de beaux messages d’encouragement.

Juste avant de me rendre sur la ligne de départ, le commissaire du bivouac nous dit que nous allons danser HAPPY sur la ligne du départ, quoi de mieux qu’un départ pareil, je suis comblé. Je me sens infaillible, la forme est au rendez-vous et le moral est en acier : je suis conscient que je vais peut-être réaliser un exploit (car pour moi s’en est un) et vraiment déterminé à frôler et dépasser mes limites au cours de cette étape d’ultra endurance du MDS.

Les organisateurs nous annoncent qu’en raison des fortes chaleurs annoncées, le départ sera avancé d’une demi-heure. Comme depuis le début de cette édition nous avions décalé notre heure- du coup au lieu de 1 heure avec la France on avait 2 heures de moins et au lieu d’être sur le même horaire que l’UK on avait 1 heure de moins. Donc départ à 8h30 pour la plupart des concurrents et départ trois heures plus tard pour les 50 premiers au classement général.

Patrick Bauer nous présente l’étape : 82 km avec 6 check-points répartis sur des terrains différents (pistes, petites dunes, oueds, cailloux, terre …) Il nous met en garde sur la course durant la nuit : nous devrons accrocher nos bâtons lumineux à notre sac pour être repéré de loin par l’organisation et par les médecins. D’autre part, il nous informe qu’un grand rayon LASER sera allumé au check point numéro 5 ; il nous donnera alors la cap à suivre pendant la nuit. Après cette étape est prévue une journée de repos. Suivant le temps mis pour la parcourir, les concurrents auront plus au moins de temps pour se refaire une santé le lendemain. Etant donné ma grande forme et ma grande motivation, je prévois et j’espère arriver au bivouac avant minuit pour profiter pleinement de la journée de repos….mais on verra bien ! ma stratégie est de courir le matin où la chaleur est moins forte, et tout dépend du terrain aussi, puis marche rapide de midi à 14-15h puis reprendre la course pour la deuxième partie de la course…

Le départ est donné : en route pour 82 Km sous l’hymne Happy pour tout le monde. Ma principale inquiétude la déshydratation sur cette étape, je sais que je risque de le payer, pas la peine de se presser comme des fous, on a 82 bornes à faire. A cette allure (environ 11 km/h) et en tenant compte des temps d’arrêt et de marche, je serai arrivé vers minuit, juste une question de temps !

Le peloton des 950 concurrents encore en course s’étale déjà sur des centaines de mètres, chacun a son allure, la principale motivation pour une étape de cette longueur étant d’aller jusqu’au bout. Le terrain est plutôt agréable, un sol argileux et relativement facile. Un vent de face nous permet d’oublier la température déjà élevée (37 °C). Après quelques kilomètres, des petits groupes se forment. Je suis plutôt sur mon rythme de croisière, écouteurs aux oreilles, et le son de London Grammar m’accompagne, j’éprouve un immense plaisir à courir, c’est l’euphorie complète. Environ 1 heure après le départ, nous arrivons au CP1 placé au 10 éme km. Les contrôleurs poinçonne les cartes de route et nous remettent chacun une bouteille d’eau. Les médecins nous observent et s’assurent que tout est en ordre. Après quelques minutes d’arrêt à l’ombre des tentes berbères nous repartons en direction du CP2.

Le vent s’est levé, et levant les yeux on voit le fameux Jebel El Otfal, on grimpe une montagne avec 30% de pente, ou j’ai fait une rencontre avec un beau Scorpion noir en coupant n’importe où…Je continue mon petit train-train de course tout en pensant à prendre mes pastilles de sel qui nous empêche de transpirer, je mange une barre énergétique et je pense à une chose prendre un max de kilomètres avant midi.

J’arrive au CP2, puis CP3, et la j’ai une seul bouteille d’eau, le prochain CP est à 13km, et tout le monde était d’accord sur le faite que 1.5litres pour faire ces 13km était vraiment très juste vu les petit Jabels traversés et le terrain très sablonneux, la preuve j’ai manqué d’eau 3km avant le CP4. Du coup 1h d’arrêt à l’ombre, réhydraté puis j’ai repris mes pastilles de sel. Ca mange autour de moi, mais je n’arrive toujours à rien avaler… !! Je suis alors au 43km, il me reste moins de la moitié, je repars en me disant le soleil se couche et ça ira mieux pour la suite. Seul souci le sable et encore le sable, mais c’est ce qu’on est venu chercher quelque part.

J’arrive au CP5 en suivant le laser vert avec un beau couché de soleil et là je m’arrêt. J’avais la tremblote, j’ai préféré récupérer et puis je pense à mes M&M’s quel bonheur de manger du chocolat, et d’ailleurs c’est le seul chocolat qui ne fonds pas dans le désert! Je bois, je soulage mon dos, et 3 heures plus tard je reprends la route plus décidé que jamais à dormir dans ma tente. Ma frontale sur mon front, n’éclaire pas beaucoup mais on s’un fou, je garde mon Cap et je fonce. Je suis seul, entouré de mes pensées, des êtres qui me sont chers, et j’alterne entre course et marche. J’aperçois au loin le CP6, je continue, il fait frais mais pas question de refuser l’eau, ni d’arrêter les pastilles de sel et “oui” avec le sourire à la question des docteurs “Tout va bien, en forme oui je vais bien et je prends du plaisir à courir de nuit.

Il est 1h15 du matin, et j’arrive à terme de cette longue étape, et rien que la danse “Happy” que j’avais promis à ma femme devant la webcam, et je savais que ma femme, mon beau père, Sébastien et peut-être d’autres amis étaient devant leurs ordinateurs en attendant mon arrivée. Alors je rassure tout le monde avec cette danse et avec le sourire, en les remerciant tous de croire en moi, et c’est grâce à vous tous que j’y suis arrivé!

Je prends mes 3 bouteilles d’eau et je me dirige vers la tente n°10, et à ma jolie surprise Gilou est là, super nouvelle il reprend du poil de la bête, on papote un peu, je lui dis que je n’allais pas très bien, mais que je préféré dormir et demain serait un autre jour, on s’inquiétait pour les autres parce que l’étape fût très dure; Isa est arrivée 3h après avec une grande douleur à la cheville « on soupçonne la fracture malgré tout mais elle voulait rien savoir, la ligne d’arrivée et rien d’autre… »

Jeudi 10 Avril : Journée de repos

Au réveil, c’est direction la clinique des Doc Trotters. Je n’arrive plus à soigner mes ampoules tous seul et j’ai peur de l’infection. J’ai mît 20min pour faire 200m, c’est incroyable et en plus l’arrivée des coureurs tout au long de la nuit m’ont empêché de dormir. Je n’arrive toujours pas à manger, ça craint !!!!

Je vais prendre des nouvelles des copains des autres tentes. Je vais également discuter avec les “pros”, Rachid Elmorabity, Mohamed Ahansal, Abdelkader Elmouaziz, Aline qui sont en tête du classement ; ils sont vraiment sympathiques. Je ne peux cacher mon admiration pour eux : ils courent à 12 km/h de moyenne sur le marathon des sables, c’est impressionnant, des surhommes/femmes ! Puis je me rends à la tente des communications pour envoyer un mail à ma femme pour la rassurer, rassurer ma mère et tout mon entourage et mes proches.

Après une petite sieste, le commissaire du bivouac apporte les mails de notre tente. La majorité des mails sont adressés à Isa la nordiste ! Mais c’est déjà ça avec les quelques mails que j’ai – je me sens plus que motivé. Une petite sieste, je me force à manger mais dur, alors je découvre le bonheur de manger un Babybel en plein désert! Denis arrive, et l’ambiance reine dans la tente vu que Gilou a passer la moitié de la nuit à vomir, et Isa mal avec sa cheville. Alors Denis notre urologue, met tout le monde de bonne humeur, malgré que Gilou lui rappelle que le seul moment où il est agréable c’est quand il dort lol…..Mick arrive vers 17h très marqué mais heureux, et il nous a rendu heureux, la tente des cinq reste au complet…super..

La journée passe très vite, malgré l’inactivité. Demain c’est l’étape marathon mais, avec ma mal nutrition et mes ampoules, j’appréhende le Marathon, alors vers 19h nous nous couchons. Demain, c’est un peu la dernière étape, alors on se motive.

“-Les gars, encore 42 bornes demain et après c’est de la rigolade, on tient le bon bout !”

Vendredi 11 Avril : La dure réalité de la course

Réveil habituel au bivouac. Ma température est de 38.5, douleurs aux pieds, avec les élasto je ne rentre plus dans mes baskets, alors je les découpe pour rentrer dedans ! De toute façon, j’irai au bout de cette étape marathon, avec la douleur s’il le faut. Les commissaires du bivouac nous annoncent une journée encore plus chaude : ne pas oublier de s’hydrater régulièrement. Le départ se fera à 7h et à 8h30 pour les 200 premiers, les concurrents se dirigent vers le départ de cette étape marathon. Certains boitent fortement, en grimaçant, il va encore y avoir des abandons.

Le débriefing de Patrick Bauer insistera sur la forte chaleur prévue. La journée de récupération m’a été très bénéfique, je suis impressionné. Je me sens en forme, quelques légères courbatures aux jambes, mais c’est surtout le manque de nourriture. Alors c’est parti pour cette étape Marathon, je fonce en me disant finissons-on, en plus ma femme sera là à l’arrivée.

Je cours sur une bonne allure jusqu’au CP2, 23km après 2h50 de course, c’est pas mal. Mais après cela c’est la descente au enfer, ma température grimpe, je vois flou, je sens la déshydratation, et le manque d’énergie, j’attends le CP3 qui n’arrive jamais. Je regrette de ne pas forcer mon estomac à accepter plus de nourriture, de plus j’ai des ganglions dans l’aine et je sens l’infection des pieds. Et la en arrivant au CP3, j’entends un « Loulou, Loulou » venu de nulle part et oui c’est ma femme qui est là accompagné de Sébastien et de Nabil, quelle bouffée de chaleur, quelle perfusion naturelle, c’était magique, je la prends dans mes bras et je lui dis que je ne me sentais pas bien. Alors je fonce dans la tente des Docs, et je demande des médocs pour mes pieds, un concurrent me propose une barre de céréale, que je prends volontiers. Je reste environ 2h à me reposer, même à l’ombre il fait très chaud, mais avec ma femme et mes amis en vue ça redonne des forces…Je bois, je me rince et je mouille ma casquette, j’embrase ma femme, et je leur donne Rdv à l’arrivée 10km plus tard.

Je me lance le moral gonflé à bloc, et j’ai qu’une idée en tête la ligne d’arrivée, alors je fonce sans trop réfléchir, et à près 1h30 j’aperçois la ligne d’arrivée et Sébastien et Nabil qui courent vers moi avec le drapeau de l’ ARC Association. Je lève les bras au ciel en pensant à mon père, et je lui dit que c’est pour lui et je le remercie pour tout. Je vois au loin ma femme qui film mon arrivée, je lui fais un gros bisous à distance et je la remercie d’avoir supporté mes entrainements et tout ce stresse. Je remercie Nabil et Séb d’avoir fait le déplacement, et je franchi la ligne d’arrivée avec mon drapeau en me disant j’y suis, quelle émotion….

Patrick Bauer est là pour nous mettre la médaille autour du coup, et oui je l’ai eu ma médaille et fier de l’avoir.

Je reste quelques minutes avec ma femme, Sébastien et Nabil et un 4×4 vient me chercher vers la clinique, ou je reste de 17h à minuit, sous antibiotiques, antidouleurs, et eau salée, parce qu’en arrivant j’ai attrapé une diarrhée aigue qui m’a déshydraté complètement. Alors j’ai loupé la remise des prix au premiers, et le fameux concert Opéra en plein air…

De retour à la tente vers minuit 30 où tout le monde pensait que je prenais du bon temps avec mes proche, mais en voyant la couverture de survit sur mes épaules ils ont compris que ce n’était pas une partie de plaisir…

Samedi 12 Avril : La course Charity – Unicef :

Une course non comptabilisé mais obligatoire, Hicham ElGerrouj champion olympique et record man du monde des 1500 et 3000m est là pour rendre hommage à Monsieur Mohamed Mjid le père du Tennis marocain. Nabil et Sébastien courent cette étape pour l’Unicef.

C’est difficile, tout le monde prend leur mal en patience en essayant d’oublier leur douleur pour traverse la ligne d’arrivée finale.

A l’arrivée les bus nous attendant pour un retour sur Ouarzazate. Le MDS 2014 est déjà fini…

Les moments les plus émouvants :

Le moment où j’ai entendu la voix de ma femme au CP3…indescriptible…

La nuit de la longue étape, je me suis retrouvé tout seul, et la vie défile devant soit, on pleure, on rit, et on sert les dents pour arriver jusqu’au but final. Grâce à l’amour, la volonté et un mental d’acier le corps humain peut aller très loin malgré les douleurs physique…

Le mail le plus encourageant

J’ai reçu quelques mails sur pleins d’autre perdus de personnes différentes. De l’amitié, de l’admiration, des encouragements, de l’amour, de la sympathie…Merci à vous tous qui m’avez écrit, vous avez participé à la réalisation de ce challenge. Je suis très touché.

Le moment le plus beau

Dans les grandes dunes de Merzouga (les plus hautes dunes du Maroc, 300 m de haut) lors de la première étape. Devant cette étendue infinie de sable, j’ai oublié que j’avais du sable jusqu’aux chevilles, 14 kg sur le dos et que la température était accablante. Un paysage magnifique. L’effort physique dans un tel cadre, c’est vraiment hors du commun et j’adore ça !

Si je devais le refaire que ferais-je differement?

Nourriture: J’ai vraiment souffert à cause de la nourriture. Je n’ai presque pas mangé pendant 3 jours. Je prendrais plus de salé, car j’avais plus de sucré – en suivant les conseils trouvé sur le web. Il y avait des concurrents qui ont pris des plats de nouilles japonais, des chips cassé et compacté, du fromage babybel! La nourriture qui se mâche c’est vraiment important!

Sac à dos: Mon sac pesait 10kg75 sans l’eau et avec l’eau presque 14kg. C’était vraiment trop lourd, j’avais un vrai handicap dès le départ. Le premier jour était un cauchemar, je ne savais vraiment pas comment j’allais faire pour remettre mon sac de nouveau pour la suite! J’essayerai de réduire mon sac à 7 ou 8 kgs sans l’eau. Mais c’est clair que le choix est entre le comfort sur le camp et le comfort en courant.

Chaussures: Mes baskets n’étaient pas assez adaptés à courir dans le désert.

Première expérience au Marathon des Sables

C’est une course merveilleuse sans doute une des plus belles au monde. Avec de l’expérience on arrive à viser les 200 voir les 150 premières places, je mets une croix sur l’experience encré à jamais dans mon cérveau, et on se concentre sur le prochain défi !!!!


Un grand merci à notre sponsor officient – Dar Ayniwen – sans eux cette aventure n’aurait pas été possible. Merci!!

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Dar Ayniwen sponsoring ARC Association

Monday, 28th April 2014

Dar Ayniwen sponsoring ARC Association

I am sorry it has taken so long but I wanted to make sure that I gave you a complete account of my Marathon des Sables Challenge 2014 … So that you can re-live what I went through and in the hope that it may help others in the future thinking of taking on the MDS. Enjoy!

Monday 31st March: Arrival in Ouarzazate

To spend a few days with my mum and get used to the heat. To my great surprise, it was colder than Paris !! … A shame but at least I had a good few days rest before such an intense sporting challenge!

Friday 4th April: Direction – the unknown

The meeting point for competitors already there was at 8am in front of the COS Hotel. Upon my arrival, we were greeted by members of the organisation wearing vests branded with “29th Marathon des Sables”. We were dispatched between a number of buses and given the official road book detailing all the 6 stages of this years race (length, terrain elevation, navigation chart …).

Patrick Bauer, the race director, had announced a few days before, that this years edition of the MDS would be difficult as it has become part of Ultra-Trail World Tour. As soon as I open the road book, I see it is true! Here the length of 6 stages: 34, 41.5, 37, 81.5, 42.195, 7.7! A total of 244 Km through the Moroccan Sahara, self sufficient n food and material.

The 82 km stage does not leave us indifferent… “82 km, absolute madness!”
But I’m told by a fellow competitor who completed last years edition “It’s nothing, it’s the marathon the day after that will do you…”

We talk, we laugh, we compare our training programmes to reassure one another, we get to know one another you. I have to say I felt a bit ridiculous with my 100 km/week training sessions when some of the other runners told me they were running 150-200 km per week! Inevitably I ask myself am I properly trained? Have I underestimated this challenge? There are people who have taken part in the MDS dozens of times! Or who did the MDS once then went off to climb Mount Everest, take part in the Diagonal des Fous, the UTMB and have decided to come back to give the MDS another go … The pressure started to mount but there’s no time for regrets, it’s for a good cause it’s time to get started…

The bus hits the road for a transfer of 350 km southeast of Ouarzazate ( Erfoud ). We go through many villages, separated by wide desert plateaux. As we journey on, the landscape becomes more & more arid and desert. No doubt about it, we really are going into the heart of the desert! During this trip, I met: Mick Ramayet, a 68 year old sportsman who is taking part in the MDS for the 19th time! What determination!; Isabelle , for her 10th participation; and Michel from Quebec & coached by Isabelle on the internet, who after travelling ” over 18000km ” by bike through the three Americas came to take on the dunes despite having titanium hips! After all this, only one word comes to mind: respect!

I also had the opportunity to meet Ahmed Tahiri, also participating for the first time, and forming a team with the Moroccan Olympic champion, 2 times winner of the New York City Marathon and the London Marathon in 2:06, Mouaziz Mr. Abdelkader. It turns out that Ahmed was a former student of my dear Father: first coincidence…

After about 7 hours and a few km of track , we finally arrive at the bivouac, located a few km from the highest dunes in Morocco, the Merzouga dunes.

It is almost 5pm, and I ask Mick and Isabelle if there was room for me to join their tent…after reflection and a head count, there was one place left, that of “Blue” as they called me – the new one – and we took tent No. 10.

So at the end of the day, we were 7 in the tent:

– Isabelle Valera the Northerner with bib No. 59 , so natural and totally in her element with a big heart, 10th participation the MDS and her eternal phrase “puta madre”

– Mick Ramayet with bib No. 135, what more can I say about this monument of the MDS, 19th participation, hats off my friend

– Giles Clain bib No. 138, his 8th participation, big hearted, who accompanied Didier, a blind runner during the 2013 edition. This year he is taking part or himself….and under the threat of Isabelle :)….

– Michel Baudoin bib No. 446 the Canadian, the second novice of the tent

– Denis Dadoun bib No. 134, a second coincidence, a urologist in the same tent and I, running for Prostate Cancer, it’s huge.

– And to my surprise, there was Odile, a blind lady who came to sleep for the first night in our tent but who left the next day to join her guide Silvain so they can live the whole adventure together .

– And finally my bib No. 120, a novice discovering the MDS adventure for the first time!

Dinner was served in the camp canteen, all the competitors together, the atmosphere is very friendly and the reunion between runners is touching.

We go to bed around 9pm. I make the most of all of my things (we still have all our luggage with us till tomorrow). The night is a bit cold so no regrets for having chosen a warm sleeping bag (minimum comfort temperature : -3 ° C) and my mini inflatable mattress chosen by my wife.

Saturday 5th April: medical & material controls, acclimatisation

After admiring a beautiful sunrise, I emerge from my sleeping bag around 7am. It’s a little cold in the morning, but quickly the temperature becomes unbearable. We have our breakfast at the camp canteen. The bivouac commissioner had already told me that I was to be ready at 8:30 am for the control of the bag.

So I check my backpack for the last time: my enemy is the weight! I remove some clothes judged to be unnecessary and some excess food. I don’t want to forget anything, it could be fatal. I will live for the duration of the race with only the contents of my bag – material & food.

Giles gives me a helping hand and especially advice as an experienced runner because despite the efforts and the reconditioning of my food, my bag is heavy … At which point Aline pops into our tent -“Aline Pierrond who has come this year to try for a place on the podium this year, she finished in 4th position – Bravo – she was very friendly and helpful”. She helped me to empty my bag a little and especially reduce the number of energy bars I had.

At the control tent, I give them my travel bag – which I will recuperate on Saturday at the end of the race. A race official controls the mandatory equipment as well as the total number of calories I have with me. Everything is fine and the total weight of my bag is 10.75 Kg. It’s hard to do less – most runners were carrying between 8 and 10 kg. Next stop: the doctors. They check my electrocardiogram and ask me about my training programme, my overall preparation and in particular my feet. They warn me about the extreme weather conditions of the race: high temperatures and potential dehydration. “Caution! Don’t forget to regularly take the salt tablets & be careful to manage your exertion in the early stages”. I take my distress rocket, provided by the organisation, and leave the control tent with only my backpack for the whole week.

Lunch is again at the camp canteen. I am not that hungry: the heat reduced my appetite but I must eat to build my strength. Lunch is followed by a good nap in the shade! Some took the opportunity to do a little jogging, with my tent mates we decided to go for a mint tea in the local inn ” 3km” away from where I managed to send to you the first pictures of me with my bib number.

At around 5pm, Patrick Bauer gathered all the competitors for the presentation of the 29th edition of the Marathon des Sables. 1045 competitors, 139 women, 54 nationalities. Many journalists & international TV channels are at the heart of the caravan to follow the event. For this edition, Patrick Bauer emphasises the message of peace to be conveyed, & the message of all charities represented by the numerous competitors including ARC Association. My flag will follow me from start to finish.

Patrick recalls the safety rules on the camp and throughout the race, taking the time to emphasise the ecological aspects of the caravan. He then showed us how to use a distress rocket and informed us of the novelty this year: sit down toilets with a touch of humour obviously! …

I have network coverage, so I make a final call to my little wife, to get some energy and courage before the big day .

Dinner in camp canteen is served around 7pm. We try to stock up on calories as it is the last meal before the start of food self-sufficiency! After which for the next 7 days I will only eat what I am carrying in my backpack. A coca-cola to unwind and off to bed! Tomorrow is the start of the marathon des sables …

Sunday, April 6 : The start of the 29th Marathon des Sables

I wake up around 5:30 am, it is already daylight. I keep warm in my sleeping bag until the rest of the tent wakes up. The logistics teams are already busy dismantling the Berber tents ! We then get a move on to pack away the sleeping bag and leave the tent. It is quite cold. We have breakfast; our first self-sufficient meal. The morning meal is important because the next time we will eat a full meal will be this evening. Slowly, we get ourselves ready: packing away and final adjustments of the backpack, fixing of the bib to the front and back, a real professional job !

We go to collect our 2 bottles of water to start off the race, the next bottles of water will be given to us at check point # 1 step after running through 12km of sand dunes. It is 8:30 am, the temperature is already 28°C. My shoulders are already sore. I am filled with emotion, thinking of my father – it is for him, in his memory, that i am undertaking this challenge. Gilou whispers that despite my cause – the fight against Prostate Cancer – I should try to enjoy the ride.

Patrick Bauer quickly briefs us on the stage. At 9 o’clock the race begins. Behind my sunglasses, I can’t help but shed a few tears of emotion, after training so hard here we are! I quickly focus again and start to think of my friends Rodolphe, Denis, Yoan and Rachid who are currently running the Paris Marathon flying the ARC Association flag in aid of the fight against Prostate Cancer.

Let the adventure begin! I adjust my backpack and my water bottles and off I go for 34 km ! I run at a steady pace, I can really feel the weight of my backpack. During my training programme, I carried a bag weighing only 11 Kg and today I have 13.75 on my back!

After a few kilometres, the runners are spread out through the course. After 3km, we enter the Erg Chaabi dunes and here we go for 12km of sand dunes, a long single file naturally forms as there is not much footing.

I initially followed course 127 ° on my compass and in the end I follow the runners in front. It is getting hotter with temperatures approaching 40°C, I make sure to drink regularly. My watch shows 15km but still no sign of the 1st check point (CP1), 2km later, I’m out of water and I finally see the CP1 and I understand that I did an extra 2km in the sand dunes .. not great news!

I take my long awaited water bottles, I fill my water containers and I take advantage of unfinished water bottles left by other runners to cool myself down and drink a little more. I set my compass to follow course 184 ° and off I go for another 10km80 until CP2, crossing wadi, rocky plateaux, a million miles away from my usual workouts and training ground…So I alternate between running and walking to avoid hurting my ankles which would prevent me from finishing the MDS.

I sail through to CP2 without difficulty moderating my efforts; it is not worth wearing myself out after the first stage! Keep some reserves for later. The course is sublime, in the heart of the desert, it is moving to run in a place like this ! My water containers fastenings and gaiters are impeccable : But as the more experienced runners told me ” the MDS is a race management.” In front of me there are guys who are going to be exhausted tomorrow because they have given too much on this first stage. Caution, caution, the race is just beginning there are still 220 km to go. For the moment, everything is going well, I am not hungry, thirsty, tired…I don’t feel ill, I don’t have any blisters or injuries … But as we advance it is going to get harder & harder…

In the distance, I can see the finish line: but there are still 3km dunes left to go before I get there! My watch tells me I have been running for 6 hours 10 minute. That says a lot about the difficulty of the MDS and an idea of the time needed to complete the next steps ! It’s at this point I start to enter into the spirit of the race, you just can’t compare it to another races done before. But it is encouraging, I was prudent, took my time and I finished the first stage after 6 hours 54. But I completely miss the camera upon arrival! A shame for my wife and my entourage who were eagerly watching & waiting for me to arrive.

I take my three bottles of water and head to the tent #10. Isa the northerner is already there lying down on her sleeping bag and trying to recover, but we were wondering where Gilou was as he was still not back ! He finally arrived after everyone else in the tent after over 10 hours 30. At which point we find out that he had to have 6 infusion bags… a worrying start to the race but nothing serious …

I quickly dug into my dried bananas – lovely – followed by a nap in the shade under the Berber tent – the temperature is 44 ° C in the shade. At the moment, I have no blisters, my feet are intact, lets hope it lasts!

To my surprise I had network coverage, so as not to call and disturb the other competitors, I send a message to my wife to let her know that I am ok. Then, around 5pm, a camp official brought us the messages from our nearest & dearest sent via the Internet. The media team receives them via satellite transmission, prints & collates them in order to distribute them to the competitors. Thanks to the talents of my wife, all my family & friends knew they could send me messages & she took care of updating them on the progress of my adventure on a daily basis. I am pleasantly surprised to receive around twenty messages and hasten to read them. It is very moving to receive such beautiful messages of encouragement & support in the depths of the desert. I read and reread and decide to keep them in my backpack: they will bring me luck, the only downside was that I didn’t receive my wife’s messages …

We eat our dinner in the tent around 7pm. The night was already falling, it is time for bed. I feel physically fatigued; unwinding after the stress of managing my water and the effort required to get through those large dunes. Nothing will prevent me from getting to the end of the race, nothing. It’s official the race looks to be very tough and we all know it.

Monday, April 7 : The 41km stage – Erg Znaïgui / Oued Moungarf

I woke up at 5:30 am after a good nights sleep ” thanks to Dornomyl (sleeping tablets!).” The camp is already stirring. The sun breaks through the dunes and we feel the first heat rays. I stay wrapped up in my sleeping bag to watch the sky; a wonderful day lays ahead. My tent buddies start to gradually wake up; with dark circles under their eyes, sun marks on their face, beards… they look like real adventurers ! The logistics team dismantles the Berber tents. No time to dawdle ! We prepare our breakfast. For me, the menu is: Chocolate muesli and apple compote and my much needed dose of coffee! Around 6:30 am, the organisation distributes the allocated water bottle for the morning. I still have about 1L left from yesterday which means I can then have a quick wash, luxury! Then we all start to get our bags ready for the day’s stage.

The start is given is 8:30 am and the course is simple: direction – Erg Znaïgui, with dunes and more dunes throughout this 41km stage, we will cross dried riverbeds, rugged land again with little footing but at least this time I will have 600gr less weight in my bag and at the start only 1 water bottle which is not negligible. So I try to increase my pace, whilst remaining cautious, for the rest of the race – no point in pushing myself too hard! I feel physically apt, my morale is good & the scenery is sublime what more can I ask for ! We make the most of the hard ground to run at a good pace before getting into the heart of the dunes where the sand reaches just below the knees. It is simply impossible to run in these conditions!

After 11km50, I arrive at the first checkpoint. The doctors & controllers are there, advising us to manage our energy reserves as we ill need it for the rest of the race! I take my bottle of water and continue on my way towards the next checkpoint which is in about 14.5 km. The course takes us through river Ziz, rocky and stony peaks not forgetting the sandy valleys …

I can see CP2, it is only a few kilometres away behind a dried-up lake. It’s getting warmer and in the depths of the dunes the temperature is just overwhelming ! I take my time to arrive at CP2; the punch my card and give me my allocated bottle of water. Despite the gaiters, the sand has made its way into my trainers but I refuse to take them off until I get back to the camp and into my tent.

I head towards CP3 which is 8.1km away and it appears that as a rule of thumb when the CP gets closer the route becomes more difficult: a steep slope down towards the plateau of the dry lake & I am take by surprise by the headstrong wind. I think to myself; “the struggle will commence if the storm rises because navigation will become extremely difficult…it is better that I try and join a group of runners as I do not want to find myself alone navigating through the desert!” I look ahead, there is nothing or no-one on the horizon – I can’t see any other runners. So I decide to up my pace in the hope of catching up with other runners and to stay on course. If ever there is a storm, the only solution is to follow the compass.

A lull in the wind allows us to relax a little, the thermometer reads 49 ° C. I come upon an English runner and we decide to chat as we run 500m and walk 200m.

At CP3 we feel the exciting of knowing that the finish line & thus the end of this stage 2 is not far away ! Awesome! I linger a bit at the CP to drink a bit of water. ” The camp awaits you at 6 km away and the view is splendid, see you later!” Off we go again. I can’t wait to get back to camp & to see my tent buddies and to send news to all those who are supporting me.

On the latter portion of the day, the landscape is different again it is slightly mountainous on both sides. A little over an hour later, I cross the finish line of this 41km stage. I still have a lot to give, but I am holding back for the big 82 km stage when I will really need them. I remain cautious. The first dropouts from the competition remind me that I am never far aware from a potential injury. After this stage filled with sand dunes, my first blisters appear. I take care of them and hope that tomorrow everything will be ok

I get back to my tent with my 3 bottles of water and to my surprise I am the first one to be back. So I prepare the wood for the fire, I eat my dried bananas and I wait for my teammates.

Tuesday, 8th April : Stage 3 – OUED MOUNGARF / BA HALLOU – 37.5 KM

For today’s stage, I thought you might be interested to read the extract from the road book for this stage. I ran for a part of the route with the Zambeau brothers (2 tent buddies). The main difficulty was to recover from the difficult stage filled with large sand dunes on day one, the 41 miles from yesterday and prepare for the big non-stop stage tomorrow ! Anyway, I enjoyed the scenery whilst trying to enjoy the present. I arrived, my feet were cover in blisters, but happy to find Gilou back in the tent before everyone, he is gradually getting back on track.

Km 0 : Go S/SW (course 195°) on flat, slightly stony terrain.

Km 2,7 : Hilly, stony terrain.

Km 3,7 : Touh Ilh Jebel to the right. Go S/W (course 221°) until CP1.
Sandy passage then variably stony terrain.

Km 5,4 : Sandy terrain, sand mounds with camel grass then small dunes. Stay on course.

Km 7,7 : Enter dunes. Take course 221° until CP1.

Km 10,6 : CP1 at dune exit. Go W/SW (course 253°) to follow large dunes on the right-hand side. Sandy, rolling terrain.

Km 14,8 : Sand ends. Go West (course 264°) until km 17.1. Variably stony terrain.

Km 17,1 : Start of climb up Foum Al Opath Jebel (average slope: 12%). Rocky gorge.

Km 18,2 : Jebel summit. Go West (course 277°) until CP2. Sandy descent.

Km 20,4 : Enter dunes. Take direction 277°.

Km 23,5 : CP2 at dune exit. Go N/W (course 325°). Variably stony terrain.

Km 23,9 : Take direction 325° and cross dunes.

Km 26,9 : End of dunes. Go N/W (course 312°) until km 27.5. Stony terrain.

Km 27,5 : End of stony terrain. General direction North (course 356°) until CP3.
Follow marking to keep Rheris Oued on the left. Oued vegetation and dirt track.

Km 32,5 : CP3 at foot of a hillock. Stay on course (course 357°) until Ba Hallou ruins, leaving Rheris Oued
to the left.

Km 35,6 : Ba Hallou ruins. Same direction. Sandy terrain, small dunes and camel grass.

Km 37,5 : B3 finish line.

Wednesday, 9th April : The “BIG” Challenge

Wake up at 6am after a good nights sleep. Today, the program is a intense: it is the 82 km stage – the “BIG” stage of the MDS Challenge. A lot of participants hesitate to sign up to the Marathon des Sables because of this stage ! I ‘ve never run that far in one go, and given the extreme weather conditions to run two marathons one after the other – it is complete madness ! But here I am, absolutely no question of abandoning! My goal is to cross that finish line, flying the flag for the fight against Prostate Cancer. I cannot even consider disappointing my father and all of my supporters who are following & believe in me.

I am very motivated this morning, I have the will to win ! I didn’t really eat anything yesterday, or this morning even. I know it sounds crazy but I just can’t seem to eat anything. But all your touching messages of encouragement have given me strength & energy pushing me along for miles and miles through the desert with the objective of crossing that finish line.

Just before heading off the starting blocks, the camp official informed us that this morning we were going to danse to “HAPPY” on the starting line. What better way to start on such an important date, I’m thrilled. I feel that nothing can stop me. I feel physically & mentally strong & I start to realise that I am about to do (& hopefully achieve!) something HUGE (because for me it really is!). I am quite simply determined to push myself & exceed my limits during this ultra endurance stage of the MDS.

The organisers announce that due to high temperatures, the start will be brought forward half an hour. Since the start of this year’s MDS we advanced our clocks by 1 hour so instead of 1 hour difference with France we were 2 hours, & instead of the same time as the UK we had one hour less. we arrived the first day of one hour. So the starting time was fixed at 8:30 am for the majority of the competitors and for the top 50 runners, three hours.

Patrick Bauer presented to us the stage: 82 km, with 6 checkpoints, over a varied terrain (slopes, small dunes, wadis, gravel, earth … ). He warns us about running during night; we should fix our light sticks to our bag so that we remain visible from a distance by the organisation and the doctors. He also advises us that there will be a large laser beam lit at the checkpoint number 5; which will give us the course to follow during the night. After this stage, we have a day to recuperate, relax and regain our strength – the amount of time we have is obviously dependant upon the time we take to finish. Given how I feel coupled with my motivation, I expect and hope to arrive at the camp before midnight so as to make the most of the day off …. BUT we will see how it goes ! My strategy is to run in the morning when the heat is less important – but it also depends upon the terrain – then brisk walking from noon to 2/3 pm and then to start running again for the second part of the race …

To the sound of HAPPY, the start is given and off we go for 82km. My main concern for this stage is dehydration, I know that it is going to be difficult so no need to rush, we have to get through 82 km! At this pace (about 11 km / h ) and taking into account stopping to rehydrate and walking I should get back to camp around midnight, it’s just a matter of time !

The pack of 950 competitors still in the race is already spread out over hundreds of meters – each running at their own pace. The main motivation for a stage this long is to get through to the finish line. The terrain is rather nice, clay soil and relatively easy to run in. A headwind allows us to forget the already high temperature (37 ° C). After a few kilometers, small groups start to form. I am running in my stride with my headphones on listening to the sound of London Grammar, I feel an immense pleasure to run, it’s a certain euphoria. Approximately 1 hour after the start, we arrived at CP1 located at the 10th km. Controllers punch our allocation cards and give to each of us our bottle of water. Doctors are watching to make sure everything is in order. After a few minutes of downtime in the shade of the Berber tents we head off towards CP2.

The wind picks up, and as I raise my hear I can see the famous Jebel El Otfal – we climb a mountain with a 30% slope, where as I try and avoid the long queue – taking a different route from everyone else! – I encounter a beautiful black scorpion … I am in my zone and continue on remembering every now and again to take my salt tablets which prevent us from sweating & wasting fluids. I eat an energy bar and I only have one thing in mind – to run a max of miles before noon.

I arrive at CP2 then CP3 where they give us only one bottle of water, with the next CP 13km away. Everyone agreed that 1.5litres to get us through 13km of very sandy & rocky terrain was just not enough. Proof, I had no water left 3km away from CP4. So I decide to stop for 1 hour in the shade at CP4 to rehydrate & take some more salt tablets. Everyone else is eating, but I still can’t eat anything !!! I have done 43km, I have less than half of the distance left to go, I leave telling myself the sun is setting and it will get better from now on. The only issue is the sand, there is nothing but sand, but I guess this is what we all came looking for.

I arrive at CP5 following the green laser & with a beautiful sunset and I rest for a while. I had the shakes & I needed to recuperate. And I remember I have M&M’s in my bag – how happy I was to eat some chocolate! It is actually the only chocolate that does not melt in the desert! I drink, I take off my bag to give my back a rest and 3 hours later I hit the road again more determined than ever to sleep in my tent. My headlamp is not powerful enough and doesn’t really light up that much but I don’t care, I just keep going forward. I am alone, surrounded by my thoughts & my loved ones and I alternate between running and walking. I can see CP6 in the distance, I continue, it is cool but it is out of the question to refuse your allocated water supply or to stop taking the salt tablets and answering “yes” with a smile to the dr’s question as to if all is ok. I am fine and I take pleasure in running at night .

It is 1:15 am and I finally cross the finish line of this long stage. And in celebration, and as promised to my wife, the “Happy” danse in front of the webcam, especially as I knew my wife, my father in law, Sébastien and maybe some other friends would be in front their computers waiting for me to arrive. So I reassure everyone with this dance and with a smile to thank them all for believing in me – It’s thanks to all of you that I made it!

I take my 3 bottles of water and I head to the tent No. 10, and to my pleasant surprise Gilou is already there which is great news he took the bull by the horns. We chat a little and I told him that I wasn’t feeling so great but I preferred to get some sleep – tomorrow is another day. We were a little concerned for the others because the stage was very hard; Isa arrived 3 hours later suffering with a pain in her ankle – we suspected a fracture but she wouldn’t listen for her all matters if the finish line and nothing else …

Thursday, 10th April: Day of rest

As soon as I wake up I head over to the Doc Trotters medical tent. I am no longer able to treat all my blisters myself and I’m afraid of infection. It takes me literally 20min to walk 200m – unbelievable! I hardly slept last night as the constant stream of runners arriving back to camp during the night kept me a wake. I still haven’t managed to eat anything , it’s worrying!

I check up on other buddies from other tents & also with the “professionals” Rachid Elmorabity, Mohamed Ahansal, Abdelkader Elmouaziz & Aline, who are at the top of the ranking – they are really friendly & I can’t hide my admiration for them. They run at an average 12 km / hour throughout the marathon des sables, its just awe inspiring they are quite simply super men/women ! Then I go to the media tent to send an email to my wife to reassure her, my mother, family and entourage that I am ok.

After a nap, the camp official brings the mails for our tent. The majority of emails are for Isa the northerner ! But it’s more than enough with the few emails that I received – I feel more motivated. I take a nap and then try and force myself to eat but it’s hard…then I discover the joy of eating a Babybel in the desert! Denis arrives and sets the atmosphere in the tent, especially as Gilou spend half the night being sick and Isa in pain with her ankle. Denis our urologist, puts everyone in a good mood despite Gilou reminding him that the only time he is nice is when he sleeps lol ….. Mick gets back around 5pm, tired but happy and it make us happy to see that all five of us are still in the race…super..

The day passes quickly, despite the inactivity. Tomorrow is the marathon stage , Given my lack of food and my blisters I am really not looking forward to the marathon so around 7pm bed time. Tomorrow is sort of the last stage, so we try and motivate ourselves. ” Guys, another 42 km tomorrow and then it’s celebration time, we are almost there!”

Friday, April 11 : The harsh reality of the race

Wakeup as has become the norm on the camp. I have a temperature of 38,5, my feet are killing me and as a result of the bandages I can’t get my feet into my trainers, so I have to cut them! No matter what I will get through to the end of this marathon stage, in pain if necessary. The camp officials announce that today will be even hotter and advise us to not forget to drink regularly. We will leave at 7 am followed by the top 200 runners at 8.30 am. Some runners are suffering & limping heavily, there will surely be some more dropouts.

Patrick Bauer’s brief stresses the high temperatures that await us. I am impressed with how I feel after this recuperation day, it did me good. Despite my temperature, I feel fine, I have a few aches & pains in my legs, but it is mainly due to the lack of food. So here we go for this final Marathon stage, I push on saying to myself let’s get to the finish line especially as my wife will be there waiting for me.

My mental is recharged, I have only one thing in mind – the finish line – so I push on without thinking too much and after almost 1 hour 30 minutes I see the finish line and Sébastien and Nabil running towards me with the ARC Association flag to run the last metres by my side. I raise my arms to the sky thinking of my father, and tell him that I did this for him and thank him for everything … I see in the distance my wife filming my arrival, I blow her a big kiss and I thank her for putting up with my training and all the stress. I thank Nabil and Seb for having made the journey and I cross the finish line with my flag saying to myself I’ve made it! What a feeling!

Patrick Bauer is at the finish line to present us with our medal. Yes I got my medal and I am proud of it.

I stay a few minutes with my wife, Sébastien and Nabil, then a 4×4 comes to get me to take me to the medical tent where I stay from 5pm until midnight where they pumped me with antibiotics, painkillers and salt water, because when I arrived I had acute diarrhoea which completely dehydrated me. Which meant that I missed out on the awards ceremony for the winners, and the outdoor Opera recital.

I got back to my tent around 0:30, everyone thought I had been having a good time with my wife and friends, but seeing the survival cover on my shoulders they understood that it was anything but fun …

Saturday 12th April: The Charity Stage – Unicef:

An non-recorded but mandatory race. Olympic champion Hicham ElGerrouj world record man for the 1500 and 3000m is there to pay tribute to Mr Mohamed Mjid the father of Moroccan Tennis. Nabil and Sébastien run this step for Unicef.

It is tough, everyone struggles on through the pain to cross that final finish line.

Upon arrival the bus is waiting for us to return to Ouarzazate. The 2014 editions of the MDS is already over…

The most moving moments:

The moment I heard my wife’s voice at CP3 … indescribable …

The night of the long stage, I found myself alone, you reflect upon your life which unfolds before your eyes; we cry, we laugh, and grit our teeth in order to reach the final goal, the finish line. Thanks to love, our will and a strong mind, the human body can go be pushed really far despite the physical pain …

The most encouraging email

I received a few emails out of many more that never reached me, from many different people. Friendship, admiration, encouragement, love, sympathy … Thanks to all of you who wrote to me, you participated in the realisation of this challenge. I am really touched .

The most beautiful moment

In the big dunes of Merzouga (the highest dunes in Morocco, 300 meters high) during the first stage. Before this endless expanse of sand, I forgot that I had sand up to my ankles, 14 kg on my back and the overwhelming temperatures. A beautiful landscape. Physical exertion in such a setting, it’s really unusual and I loved it !

What would I do differently?

Nutrition: I really struggled with my food. I didn’t eat for 3 days. I would take more salty things as I seemed to have taken too many sweet things – following advise on the net. There were contestants that took japanese noodle meals, crisps broken up and compacted, babybel cheese! Things that you can chew it is so important!

Backpack: My bag weighed 10kg75 without water & almost 14kg with water. It was too heavy and I had a handicap from the start. The first day was a nightmare I just didn’t know how I was going to put my bag back on for stage 2! I would try and reduce my bag to 7 or 8 kgs without water. The choice is between comfort on the camp and comfort running.

Shoes: My trainers weren’t adapted to running in the desert.

First experience in the Marathon des Sables

It is a wonderful race without a doubt one of the finest in the world. With experience you can aim to be in the top 200 or even 150. I am closing the MDS chapter and this amazing experience engraved forever in my mind, and let’s focus on the next challenge ! !

I run at a good pace until CP2 – 2 hours 50 & 23km into the race, not bad. But from there on it is a slow descent to hell – my temperature rises, I start to have blurred vision, I feel dehydrated and lack energy, all I want is to get to CP3 but it just doesn’t seem to come. I regret not having forced my stomach to accept more food and to top it off I have lymph nodes in the groin & I can feel that my feet are infected. And then upon arrival at CP3, I hear out of nowhere “Loulou, Loulou”, and yes it’s my wife accompanied by Sebastien and Nabil, what a breath of fresh air, a natural energy boost, it was magical. I take her in my arms and I tell her that I don’t feel well. So I head into the medical and I ask for painkillers for my feet, a fellow competitor offers me an energy bar which I accept with pleasure. I stay & rest for around 2 hours, even in the shade it is really hot, but with my wife and my friends at my side it gives me strength … I drink, I freshen myself up and wet my hat, I give my wife a kiss and give them rdz-vous at the finish line 10km further on.

Thank You

A big thank you to our official sponsor – Dar Ayniwen – without whom this adventure would not have been possible. Thank you !!

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Wednesday, 5th March 2014

With just over 4 weeks to go until the 29th MARATHON DES SABLES that will take place from April 4-14 in the Sahara Desert in Southern Morocco, Dar Ayniwen is proud to announce we are the first official sponsor of the Abdelkader Rahhaoui Cancer (ARC) Association.

The charity was established on Sept. 13, 2013 by Abdelkader’s 33-year-old only-child Sidi Mohammad, a French-Moroccan born in Ouarzazate, in order to raise funds and awareness about prostate cancer, especially in Morocco where it remains a taboo subject.

After the death of his father, who fought long & hard battle again this traitorous disease, in January 2012, Sidi Mohammad started running as a way to reconnect with his father and tell him what was going on in his life. In his loving memory, he will soon be running the toughest foot race in the world in the name of ARC Association!

Known simply as the MDS, the race is a gruelling multi-stage adventure through a formidable landscape in one of the world’s most inhospitable climates. The rules require you to be self-sufficient, to carry with you on your back everything except water that you need to survive. You are given a place in a tent to sleep at night, but any other equipment and food you must provide & carry yourself.

Pushing ones limits to help others is a way of turning the MDS into a gesture of solidarity. At Dar Ayniwen, we think Sidi Mohammad’s challenge clearly merits being propelled into the spotlight and our blog provides a perfect showcase for his charity efforts.

If you would like to support the ARC Association as well, please visit

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