South Drakensberg.
Trip Start
Nov 18, 2005
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Trip End
Oct 19, 2006
Fresh as a daisy the next morn ( ha ha), I hopped on the bus heading for the Southern Drakensberg. I had to stop over for 1 night in Pietermaritzberg, where I found I was sharing a room with 5 Japanese boys. They were lovely, and it just so happened that we were booked on the same bus to the Southern Drak the next morning.
The South Drak was different to the Northern Drak.... The Southern landscape is undeniably gorgeous, but for me, it has a much softer quality. Flowers and pretty things.. The thing about the North Drakensberg is that the mountains are wild and strong, and I connected with them much more. That may sound like a strange thing to say, but I think other travellers out there will know what I mean.
That evening, I went into the living room area. The place I was staying at in the Southern Drak was very romantic... log fires, wood everywhere, rolling mountains for the scenery, however, it was raining constantly, so I ended up spending the evening in the living area, meeting new people and new friends. Two of these people are so amazing. They became very dear friends, and we ended up meeting several times later on by chance in South Africa. They go by the names of Annalie and Stefan from Sweden.
The next day we headed off on a day trip into Lesotho. We took the 4x4 up the legendary Sani Pass ( a very dangerous, windy trail), with our guide for the day... Fourfeet. No, he did not have 4 feet, that would be ridiculous. He had 6. No. The reason for his name ( given to him by the locals),was that when many people in the town were desperately in need of wood, he was able to cut the wood into 4 ft strips exactly, without any measuring tools or equipment.. which was exactly what the people needed for their village. He is a man of great warmth and truth, and it was a privilege to have met him.
We continued up the Sani Pass and crossed the border into Lesotho.
The South Drak was different to the Northern Drak.... The Southern landscape is undeniably gorgeous, but for me, it has a much softer quality. Flowers and pretty things.. The thing about the North Drakensberg is that the mountains are wild and strong, and I connected with them much more. That may sound like a strange thing to say, but I think other travellers out there will know what I mean.
That evening, I went into the living room area. The place I was staying at in the Southern Drak was very romantic... log fires, wood everywhere, rolling mountains for the scenery, however, it was raining constantly, so I ended up spending the evening in the living area, meeting new people and new friends. Two of these people are so amazing. They became very dear friends, and we ended up meeting several times later on by chance in South Africa. They go by the names of Annalie and Stefan from Sweden.
The next day we headed off on a day trip into Lesotho. We took the 4x4 up the legendary Sani Pass ( a very dangerous, windy trail), with our guide for the day... Fourfeet. No, he did not have 4 feet, that would be ridiculous. He had 6. No. The reason for his name ( given to him by the locals),was that when many people in the town were desperately in need of wood, he was able to cut the wood into 4 ft strips exactly, without any measuring tools or equipment.. which was exactly what the people needed for their village. He is a man of great warmth and truth, and it was a privilege to have met him.
We continued up the Sani Pass and crossed the border into Lesotho.

