Going south we spend the night on a rundown campsite in Rabat where we met a German on a bike who joined us for a couple of days and further south we picked up the couple at our meeting point. The weather wasn’t all sunshine, but it wasn’t bad. Further inland there had been a massive rainstorm and the water was making its way towards the ocean. When we came close to the riverbed where we would cross that water there was a long row of cars and trucks waiting. We made our way to the front of the row and stood in front of a big fast flowing river. The police was there and had blocked the road. Some truck had tried to pass through the water and didn’t make it. The driver was still sitting behind the wheel and the water was probably at his feet already. We had to wait two days for the water level to drop enough for the police to let the traffic and us go through. Police wouldn't let us through The truck that didn't make it - the driver is still in the cabin Finally the water level dropped and the traffic was allowed to move on At least the bikes were clean again. We pushed them through because some big tarmac bits were washed away leaving deep holes and you couldn't see anything because of the muddy water.