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Kepa Acero on the Way to Mauritania

by on Tuesday 25th February, 2014   13048 Visits   Comments

Kepa Acero is on voyage into the unknown, a veritable adventure one might say. After negotiating his way through Morocco and Western Sahara, surfing all along the way, he has finally found himself at the Mauritanian border. Below can be read the latest instalment from his blog.

Words by Kepa Acero.

Morocco, Western Sahara. I have been here before. To travel is relatively easy and we more or less know where the waves are. Now I’m at the border with Mauritania, with very little information about the place and the waves. In reality I have no concrete information about the waves I want to surf. 

I feel a sensation telling me not to go on, but at the same time I want to continue with all my will. I have food, gasolene, and my ladies.   

I continue, without thinking, with only the desire to discover. Foot to the floor. Here we go.

Between the border of Morocco and Mauritania there are four kilometres which don’t belong to anyone. This no-man’s-land is full of old mines. Some landmines, others anti-tank; these would send my van flying through the sky.

Between the border of Morocco and Mauritania there are four kilometres which don’t belong to anyone. This no-man’s-land is full of old mines. Some landmines, others anti-tank; these would send my van flying through the sky. 

I am currently in this area, in an absolutely dismal scene. I pass dozens of wrecked cars, eaten away by the desert.

Some mines are marked by small mounds of stones. I know that if I follow the road, and other cars, all will go well; there is no danger. I’ve been told that Mauritania is a safe country and have come across a lot of people who’ve travelled there without problem. The issue of abduction is over, and there is no reason for anything to happen.

20 cars pass by me with a police escort. They’re part of a rally from Holland. A this point I feel a little ridiculous, sat there alone in my van. 

Later, finally, after hours of paperwork, I was able to cross. I’m tired. There’s a police patrol and I ask if I can sleep in my van next to them.  A groundswell is coming, the biggest so far this year. I dream of surfing those waves. 

Goodnight.

 

 


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