Looping Lesotho pt 2
I have published my first print book!
The Road Chose Me Volume 1: Two years and 40,000 miles from Alaska to Argentina
We continue through the heart of Lesotho, finding friendly locals and enormous mountains everywhere we go. It’s impressive to see locals out plowing the fields with technology straight out of the 1800s – huge plows towed behind monster oxen.
Every day brings new corners to explore, and each night brings a new wild camp – sometimes on the banks of a river, sometimes up high on the mountain tops.
After almost a week on rocky mountain roads we burst out on the main perimeter highway and find ourselves at the highest point in the country – what will very likely be the highest point reached by the Jeep on the continent of Africa.
Not long later we stop at the highest pub in Africa for a quick drink, and can’t help staying for lunch after we sample the atmosphere. The walls are coated in stickers and signatures from people who have travelled from all over the world to reach the pub, and it’s a warm place to spend some time.
I have barely scratched the surface of Lesotho and I know I will be back!