I'm sure many of you are just like me.. when you live somewhere and the tallest mountains that surround you seem to beckon you, like they want you to know how they see the world from their highest point, you just have to climb them. Straight out my door lies this mountain range. Its tallest mountain at 2800m, resembles a knob. I've almost spent a year in Thaba Tseka looking at these mountains, dying to know how they look at me.
Today, I finally saw my world through their eyes and whew, was it pretty!
We spent all day hiking there and up. Far from town, any passable road, and no shops in site we came across many homes. On our way back, in awe, we watched ten women carrying 20 foot pieces of lumber on their heads coming from town.
At times, especially in the brown winter, Lesotho makes me feel as though I am an Explorer, discovering a new frontier. Like maybe I am the one of the first people to ever stand on top of a mountain's summit or see this small corner of the world. Then I find a Shepherd, who skillfully and easily does this every day, while I am panting out of breath. "I wish he would have said something super mystique about the mountain instead of asking for 10Maloti..." - Hayden
"You cannot stay on the mountain forever. You have to come down again. So why bother in the first place? Just this: What is above knows what is below, but what is below does not know what is above. One climbs, one sees. One descends, one sees no longer, but one has seen. There is an art of conducting oneself in the lower regions by the memory of what one saw higher up. When one can no longer see, one can at least still know."
-Rene Daumel, Mont Analogue