Morocco
A date-palm river canyon slicing through red rock, the route legionnaires once feared.
The river has sliced through red sandstone for millennia, creating a canyon that the N13 highway follows in a series of tunnels and switchbacks, date palms lining the riverbed far below. This was the route the French Foreign Legion feared — narrow, overlooked, and controlled by the Berber tribes who knew every ledge and sightline. Today the gorge is peaceful, its drama entirely geological: red walls, green palmery, blue sky, in layers that repeat for kilometres.
The Ziz Gorge is a river canyon in the eastern High Atlas, carved by the Ziz River through red sandstone on its course from the mountains to the Tafilalet oasis. The N13 highway passes through the gorge between Errachidia and Midelt, making it one of Morocco's most scenic road journeys. The gorge's date-palm-lined riverbed, red cliff walls, and Berber villages create a landscape of layered colour and texture. The Hassan Addakhil Dam controls the river's flow, but the gorge retains its natural character. The route was historically significant as a military corridor — French colonial forces fought a protracted campaign through the gorge in the early 20th century.
Solo
The drive through the gorge is one of Morocco's most dramatic road experiences — red walls pressing in, the river far below, and viewpoints that demand you pull over.
Couple
Stopping at viewpoints above the palmery, the red canyon stretching in both directions, the car empty of anything except the view and each other.
Tagine of river fish at canyon-floor auberges with walls of living rock.
Ziz Valley dates — some of the finest in Morocco — sold roadside by the kilo.

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Saharan dunes taller than apartment blocks turning from gold to crimson as the sun drops.