Both international and local will battle it out over the Maluti Mountains for the coveted “King of the Sky” title waiting at the finish in Roma, Lesotho.
23rd to the 28th September 2012
It might be a spectacular panorama, slack-jawed. Or a charming village with noisy, bright-eyed kids and proud elders calling out greetings. Fierce smells. Wayward dogs. Isolated goat tracks. A continuous stream of enduring memories. These moments might be a split second or they could unfold in front of
you for hours.
These are the moments, people and experiences that for me, made the Lesotho Sky race stand out from all the others…
A true sense of adventure
The Lesotho Sky race is for the adventurous at heart. There is no pampering session under a corporate marquee at the end of a hard day, no mechanic to
whisk your bike away from you at the finish line and hose it down. If your bike or body is damaged from the day’s ordeal, you need to fix it yourself.
The compensation for all this hardship is to be found in the riding. Every hard-fought kilometre, whether it’s skirting rivers, slogging up loose, dry dongas (ravines), or descending rock-strewn passes that are long-since inaccessible to four wheels, brings its own rewards.
“ Why would I go back to the Lesotho Sky race… Because….., it is a fantastic race, a soul enhancing experience, true beauty with a difference that no other race have given me. To be welcomed by the Lesotho people are a humbling experience and I went away with a treasure of new friends.” – Colin du Plessis, 50 from Knysna in the Garden Route.