The sunlight shines through the mist and leaves
streams of light sparkle and glint across my beaded visor.
The road bends gently, undulating in three dimensions
designed for ultimate riding pleasure.
The mist clears over the river Saar,
a mysterious, reflective surface is revealed.
In waiting for the clouds to lift,
we wait to catch a glimpse of our true selves.
The clouds have lifted, the tourists descended,
A muddy brown river remains.
Passing from one heavenly cloud bank through a torturous, winding path
To another heavenly cloud bank.
A glimpse of our true selves.
The stunning beauty of Lesotho, and why when so many CHAI colleagues ask me if I like being based here I always say yes! The pictures say it all. If your a motorbike enthusiast and want to know the logistics, please refer to the map. A demonstration video of how NOT to ride very rocky terrain is attached below for your viewing pleasure.
At the end of February I was lucky enough to shown one of my colleagues favorite places in Lesotho, Qulalane Falls. The only condition was that I take her on the back of the bike over the two mountain passes that had to be crossed to get to the hike starting point . We set out early from Maseru on a sunny Saturday, with two other friends joining in a car to make a convoy of it.
The pictures below show the hike in, and the falls. What they do not show is the thunderstorm that rolled in while we hiked back after lunch. They don’t show the hail, flash flooded roads, lightning and thunder. Most spectacular and scary of all was the fountains created as rain water poured down the gutters and hit piles of rocks in its path, spraying water 2 meters in the air and all over the road.
The bad weather created an interesting moral dilemma. It placed me in a position where I felt that it was an unnecessarily high risk for my colleague to ride on the back of the bike. Especially given there was room in the dry, warm, comparatively safer car, and my colleague did not have a proper jacket. My colleague disagreed, passionately, so I drove off without her, removing her freedom of choice. Was this right or wrong?
Thanks also to Max for the group shot and a few of these photos
* Not sure about spelling. Suggestions welcome!