You won’t hear traffic here, you will hear singing. You will hear birds who wake early and crickets who stay up late. On the trail, you will hear the clanging of bells fastened to the necks of grazing sheep, the steady trickle of valley creeks, the clip-clop of your pony’s hooves underfoot. You will see vast and endless rolling hills, aloe plants as tall as you are growing out of the dry ground, the russet glow that shines over the mountains as the sun slips behind them, and a people who have known laughter as well as they know struggle. You will taste the richness of authentic Basotho cuisine and smell the sweet, smoky bonfires that burn each night.
Accommodation
Pony trekking
Hiking
Camping
Mountain bike
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