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Spotless Starlings perched on many building tops and poles, and several large White Storks circled overhead. We saw a Maghreb Magpie pecking on the ground beside us, a Common Bulbul jumping from one shrub to another, and a Desert Grey Shrike perched characteristically on a wire over a scrubby field. Maghreb Blackbirds flew across the road. We were traveling through the Haouz Plain, an arid area spattered with ziziphus Jujube trees amongst patches of bare space nibbled to the ground by goats and sheep. Orchards of olive trees separated stretches of retail shops, hotels and ochre-walled residences, which thinned out as we got farther from the city. We stopped in a bustling village to buy water and flavorful mechoui — lamb kebabs cooked in front of us on a small, smoky firepit. Soon we began the ascent up to Oukaimeden, a ski resort within the High Atlas mountain range. The Ourika Valley spread out below us, anchored by the fast-running namesake river that served as an important water resource and focal point around which our road was carved. Amidst apple and cherry trees, local people planted subsistence crops terrace-style, in steep steps up the mountain side. Village dwellings and walls were made of red clay bricks, forming neat, square buildings. Homes appeared to be cut right into the mountainside, perched precariously among rocky outcroppings. We passed red slate slabs stacked against buildings, pulled laboriously out of the riverbed to sell. Roadside retail also included pottery, tin lanterns, carvings and plenty of cafes offering coke and tajine dishes! Tajines are named after the clay pot in which cooks a delicious slow stew! Men huddled in building corners smoking, while children offered berries for sale on roadside pullouts, attractively presented in small, cone-shaped baskets made of bamboo. Small kids also waved bunches of rosemary herbs for sale to passing cars. Eurasian Crag Martins swooped at eye level as we climbed the sharp curves and hairpin switchbacks in low gear. What looked to be a light dusting of snow at low elevation became deeper as we ascended. Snow flurries and fog whirled around us, reducing visibility to only the nearby conifers, silent and still. We reached our destination shortly after 2 pm, pushing through 30 cms of fresh snow, which had fallen the night before. This attracted a good crowd of day-trippers who were all too eager to take advantage of the unusually early snowfall with skis, snowboards and family fun. Oukaimeden is the oldest ski resort in the country, and one of only two in operation! After checking into our room at Chez Juju, we added a few more layers and headed out on foot to see what birds we could find. 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