Sani Pass Hotel & Leisure Resort
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Day 4 - Saturday 27 September 2014 - Sani Top Chalets, Mohale's Hoek, Marakabei through Lesotho passes, Thaba Tseka, Roma to Ramabanta Trading Post We woke up early to be informed by Maree that he had not slept a wink due to Edgar and me snoring through the night! We packed our things and got the bikes ready as we were booked to have breakfast back at the pub. We rode to the pub carefully negotiating the road. There we charged our phones and a few of us bought exorbitantly expensive ...
... gravel, everyone becoming more and more experienced to ride gravel as time passed. We had another water drinking stop before tackling the last 20 kilometers or so before meeting up with tar. Andy pulled off first and I followed him with Wayne coming up behind me. I made a decision to try and ride at a pace which would not require Wayne to pass me. What followed was an exciting 20 kilometers of gravel riding. Wayne never passed me and when I got to the tar road I was sweating ...
... the South of the mountain area so quite a long drive today. Plus multiple confusion between the Garmin satnav, Google maps and the real map as to whether the best route was motorway or not. In the end we took the N3 from Harrismith to Mooi River, then the smaller roads to get closer to the mountains. Stunning scenery again. Got quite exciting for the 60km that was gravel road in a Ford Fiesta!! Dean was a star, avoiding rocks and ...
From the Wild Coast our journey turned inwards, towards the famed Drakensberg mountains. At the southern end of the Great Rift Valley, Drakensberg is a 200 km arc of jagged mountain peaks that runs roughly north-south through Kwazulu-Natal province forming the border with Lesotho. The name means Dragon Mountain in Afrikaans, but the Zulu name uKhahlamba, Barrier of Spears, is even more evocative. With sheer sandstone and basalt cliffs towering over ...
... skin while my dad is plating piles of light and dark meat.
My aching stomach wakes me from sleep and I rush through the dark to the unattached, unheated bathroom. I’m sitting on a freezing seat. I can see my breath. I think about all the meals I had from street vendors my entire time in Lesotho. Some of these places were absolutely filthy. Often, a restaurant is in a shack. It’s literally walls with planks of reclaimed wood covered by plastic ...