A cool mountain wind meets the minibus as it leaves Fez and climbs into the Middle Atlas, where cedar trunks crowd the road and the air sharpens. Travelers arrive in Ifrane first — a tidy town of stone roofs and parks that feels more Alpine than Moroccan — then continue through ringed peaks to cedar groves where Barbary macaques move like deliberate shadows through the branches. The landscape alternates between rounded hills, pockets of high-elevation lakes, and flat-topped volcanic plateaus that mark the Middle Atlas’s geological identity: sedimentary basins cut by ancient volcanic flows.