Amazian Mountain River Lodge
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Fitness/Health center
- Free parking
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... he said he was not riding a meter further. I helped him get his bike up again and on its side stand. All of this was being observed from the top of the hill by Maree who had got through the section but had expected trouble, therefore making the decision to stop. Wayne had gone ahead. I decided to carry on up and see if I could get Wayne to come down to help. Andy had come up behind Edgar and he tried to get his bike going but Edgar felt the gearing was so different that Andy ...
... to get his bike going again as the loose rocks were causing his back wheel to spin. I managed to get him going and then walked up the hill to my own bike. The last part of the pass was very steep and after having successfully negotiated it I felt very proud to be at the top. Edgar was also ecstatic. We went off to the passport office, paid our fees and were stamped into Lesotho. We sat waiting for Mark to arrive but it soon became clear that there was a problem as the time was ...
... the day! We wish them luck as they start the journey up and we drive on. Our next destination, Kokstad and the start of Si and Kristi's wedding celebrations. We arrive at The Old Orchard in Kokstad just after 14:00. Its a quaint place with cabins overlooking a pond. The bird life here is immense. Weavers have nests right outside our balcony, there are tiny terrapins swimming between the long grasses and birds of prey glide overhead. After the early start ...
... was gruelling for me with my hurting knees although the views were incredible. There wasn’t much wildlife other than baboons, a few antelope-type animals and birds. Becoming fatigued, my walking pace slowed down and I always get more wobbly at this stage of our hikes. Jim had travelled on ahead of me when I tripped, tumbling over so that I was clutching onto the long grass with my head pointing down ...
... the vehicles crested the pass. Right there, just over the ridge, is the Lesotho border post. A small unpretentious building with corrugated metal roof, it is set against a backdrop of rolling green hills carpeted with golden wildflowers and grazing sheep! A few shepherds in dark grey blankets wrapped around were standing under the sign marking the top of the pass. With our passports stamped again, we continued on the drive into Lesotho.