I haven’t explored Lesotho much, but my recent epic (and quite unexpected) opportunity to explore the Sehlabathebe region on horseback has given me a unique glimpse of life in Lesotho.
To start with, I felt a bit like that chap on the comical travel documentary, ‘Idiot abroad,’ when I arrived in Underberg with my bags bursting at the seams, stuffed with every piece of warm clothing I have ever owned and completely unaware of what was just about to take place. To find out that I would not be driving to Lesotho in a 4×4 but would be riding on horseback. I quickly realised that the only real way to cope with something like this was to laugh at myself and to completely embrace the experience, despite looking like an Idiot-on-a-horse!
And so I did; I smashed open that door to Lesotho and walked (or more precisely, bounced) my way in. As we came up over the horizon of Thamathu Nek, an arid and seemingly inhospitable kingdom of mountains and grass plains stretched out before me for as far as I could see. Horses, cattle and sheep grazed in the distance and small Basotho houses dotted the hills; blending in with the winter landscapes.
If there is any perfect word to describe Lesotho, it must be ‘freedom.’ It’s a place that pulls you in; a place of solitude and space, a place where the wind is in your hair as your horse thunders across the countryside, and nothing else matters but ‘now.’
I’ve only taken a few steps in but I eagerly await my next trip into Lesotho, whenever that may be; to explore this incredible land, to learn about its people and to venture deeper into the mountains.
This is what I saw…