Nouakchott, Mauritania

Photo: Alexandra Pugachevsky/Wikipedia

Today, the guys arrived in the Mauritanian capital, Nouakchott. “A hole”, said a tired Magnus on the phone upon arrival. They had had a really weary day, driving along the coast through wet sand as the high tide came in. When they finally reached the hotel, there was no room for them – again! So there was the tent – again…

Nouakchott is the last place before Tambacounda, Senegal where the teams can buy decent food and gear. The roadbook says to stock up on supplies: “From here on things will be “bushy”.”

Tomorrow, the road will take them to the border town Richard Toll in Senegal. They have to cross the Senegal river to get there. Again, the road book tells tales of a scary border crossing:

“Rosso is one of West Africa’s most notorious border crossings. Try to get here as early as you can. The crossing will be difficult, time consuming, nerve wrecking and somewhat shocking. Consider the Morocco-Mauritania border a walk in the park compared to this one. Small hordes of “helpers” will attack you on both sides of the border.”

Take care, and good luck!

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2 Responses to Nouakchott, Mauritania

  1. Helge Eide says:

    Rosso; been there – done that. The crossing took us almost 7 hours and with temperatures around 45´C, it was a pain. And when it come to helpers, you just can´t get rid of them. There said that crossing further west is better, but harder to find.

    • Magnus says:

      Yes, the crossing further west would have been easier. You just follow the gravel road for about 100 kms and then you cross the dam they’ve built to regulate the tides into the river.

      We too would have taken that route if it hadn’t been for the fact that our camp was just across the river.

      In hindsight, that detour might have been worth it anyway. 200km would have been easily doable in the 8 hours our border crossing took.. :)

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