We were in Lesotho for two nights and after the long drive the day before, we welcomed a break (we’ve clearly got too used to relaxing and taking it easy!). Lesotho is a tiny landlocked kingdom north of Port Elizabeth and is very mountainous with the whole country being over 1000m in altitude. Makes for some stunning (albeit a bit barren) scenery but the border with SA is one of the more picturesque we’d crossed
We can’t really do the Lesotho landscape justice in a photo and definitely looks more stunning when you’re there but some of the buildings were quite amusing
There is a pass that we travelled over where you cannot help but stop and admire the view. It was 1pm and, to give an indication of how nippy it was, there was still snow in the shadows despite the blue blue sky.
There is some great hiking to do apparently but (and I’m a bit ashamed to say this) the scenery didn’t inspire us to hike and we opted to spend the day reading, relaxing and soaking up the sun. Our first night there was super cold and the sleeping bags were wet with condensation and if any part of you was exposed to the air you woke because of the cold. I was woken the next morning by muffled shrieks and stuck my head out of the tent to find that the girls tent had been taken off its poles and rolled completely over with them and all their gear inside. I’m surprised its taken this long to happen and lucky that neither of them are claustrophobic as they were upside down, all their luggage and bedding was scrambled on top of them and they had no idea where the tent door was. It took them a long time to find their way out but when they did, it looked like their tent was giving birth feet-first. Euan was the official photographer for this one… (and apparently named as an accomplice due for revenge)
Lesotho has a similar feel to Tanzania in that life seems a lot more basic. Land is prepared for crops by ox-driven ploughs, donkeys are used for transport and housing is rudimentary.
It might not be cricket to say this but… I’d head to/through Lesotho if I was passing by but probably not make a specific trip there. However, if hiking and climbing is your sort of thing, then worth a visit!
We can’t really do the Lesotho landscape justice in a photo and definitely looks more stunning when you’re there but some of the buildings were quite amusing
There is a pass that we travelled over where you cannot help but stop and admire the view. It was 1pm and, to give an indication of how nippy it was, there was still snow in the shadows despite the blue blue sky.
There is some great hiking to do apparently but (and I’m a bit ashamed to say this) the scenery didn’t inspire us to hike and we opted to spend the day reading, relaxing and soaking up the sun. Our first night there was super cold and the sleeping bags were wet with condensation and if any part of you was exposed to the air you woke because of the cold. I was woken the next morning by muffled shrieks and stuck my head out of the tent to find that the girls tent had been taken off its poles and rolled completely over with them and all their gear inside. I’m surprised its taken this long to happen and lucky that neither of them are claustrophobic as they were upside down, all their luggage and bedding was scrambled on top of them and they had no idea where the tent door was. It took them a long time to find their way out but when they did, it looked like their tent was giving birth feet-first. Euan was the official photographer for this one… (and apparently named as an accomplice due for revenge)
Lesotho has a similar feel to Tanzania in that life seems a lot more basic. Land is prepared for crops by ox-driven ploughs, donkeys are used for transport and housing is rudimentary.
It might not be cricket to say this but… I’d head to/through Lesotho if I was passing by but probably not make a specific trip there. However, if hiking and climbing is your sort of thing, then worth a visit!
1 comment:
So you never got round to telling us how exactly the tent was rooled over?
Elephant?
Rhino?
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