A vidéo d'un raid 4x4 en Afrique de l'ouest
Le train de la SNIM Prés de Noûadhibou 
Premier bivouac à Ben Amira en Mauritanie
Sue la piste d'Atar
Station Total à Atar 
Fort saganne aprés la passe d'Amojar 
La remontée vers Chinguetti 
La tour de Chinguetti 
La descente vers Oujeft 
The track for Oujeft 
Tracking Terjit 
Picnic near Terjit 
Bivouac at the foot of dunes Faraoun 
photo stop before the Nega pass 
The crocodile pond El Gheddiya 
Tonight roasted prime rib dinner 
It is of prime rib 7 cm thick 
Rally around the well
Donkeys are sheltered from the sun 
Fetching water for women and children 
output School 
A monkey in a baobab Mali 
Passage of the Niger River by ferry to Massina 
The famous mosque of Djenné 
My new fiancée 
And the lover of my wife 
Sunset on the Niger River in Bamako 
I slept in his bed in his hut 
Cliff of Bandiagara in Dogon country 
A Dogon village at the foot of the cliff 
Country Dogon, an obligatory 
Day in Dogon country 
Méchoui planned for dinner 
Distributions pens and candy 
A sunset Bamako 
A pause Picnic 
Cotton cultivation 
Cotton cultivation in the border of Burkina Faso 
Storage cotton 
A Fording 
On the banks of the Niger 
Falls Gouina 
A 4x4 washing 
A sunrise over the Falls Gouina 
passages somewhat scabrous 
A first puncture 
A sunset under the baobab 
A preparation for the feast 
Makeup and hair at the party 
A Malian beautifully masked 
Adenium, Desert Rose or mini baobab 
At the border of Mali and Senegal 
The bush taxi 
On a range of language Barbary 
tasting crawfish 
On the beaches of Senegal 
Pelican 
Fish captain 
Dried fish 
Check on the beaches of Mauritania 
Senegalese fishermen 
course along the beaches 
Fishing boats 
Former colleagues of my father in the 1960 
Abandoned as a rising tide 
A Mauritanian fisherman 
In 2005, Morocco, Mauritania, Mali and Senegal:
When one loves, one does not count. This year back in my favorite place, as Roland and Danny, are a joy for us to part with them about Mauritania. It's normal, I talk all the time, to believe that all my memories are locked away. After crossing the Mediterranean from Sète to Tangiers. We comply with customs formalities and due south with two stops, Marrakesh and Laayoune. We spend a long time at the border before arriving at Bou Lanouar, our first camp on Mauritanian soil. The next day we walk along the railway and to cross SNIM several trains through liaison Zouerate / Nouadhibou. The longest train in the world about 5 miles long is the shuttle 2 times per day. With each passing near us we made a quick hello honk. We even do a little tour in a hobby-horse which controlled the channels and the driver takes us to his home to offer us a snack made from dried dates, cakes and a sgrig, a drink made from camel milk, sugar and water. In the evening, we set up camp at the foot of Ben Amira giant monolith. It was Dec. 31, an Eve like no other because we were in the desert, but we still ate grilled lobster and drank champagne well into the night. A firework into a sky already well lit by a Milky Way and a myriad of stars. We walked through beautiful landscapes and cities Atar and Chinguetti mythical as the password of Amojar. Back in the ergs white sandy valley and Faraoun and Tidjikja. Every night in camp, I organize various grilled over a wood fire, now prime rib, duck, Toulouse sausage and sometimes chicken legs, sausages and even fish.
During the day, we pause to many populated gueltas some crocodiles on the track leading to the Nega pass. Still southward, we return to Nara Mali, where a tasty barbecue waiting for us. To get to the Dogon country, we are going through the cities of Molodo Niono Massina, Jenne and his impressive Mosque fortress made of mud and straw. Arrival in Mopti, we organize a sunset boat ride called "pinnace" on the rivers Niger and Bani. A memorable, share these colors and the silence over the water. The famous cliff of Bandiagara, which is home to the Dogon country, many small villages clinging to the foot of the mountains and houses with quaint and unique shapes.
A welcoming and generous people we had prepared a nice celebration to welcome us in joy with music, dances and barbecues. In Bamako, we cross the Paris / Dakar and we roll in the dust to the falls of Gouin, beautiful waterfalls where we take a well-deserved bath. We returned to Senegal in the north, to reach our hotel on the Langue de Barbarie on the other side of the bridge Faidherbe.La boss we had prepared a bou diem Thiem, a specialty Senegalese fish and rice. I'm still licking their fingers ... The next day, day of rest! after the interview 4x4, oil changes, filters and a little storage and cleaning, restaurant management or prawns and crawfish were awaiting us. We did not wait very long. The ascent to Morocco, was made by the beaches and the Mauritanian Banc d'Arguin, a national park renamed for these many and various colonies of migratory birds. A month filled with unforgettable memories.
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