Maletsunyane Falls

It was in Lesotho, Africa in 1968 when Ashton-Martin Moejane and i reached Maletsunyane Falls on horseback. There wasn’t much water in the stream that plunged 630 feet to a rocky pool below. We dismounted our horses, and tied their reins to a stubby bushes. Ashton walked right up to the precipice edge with no … Read more

Four Pane Window

Although dawn was merely a suggestion in early morning darkness, i woke to sounds of cheery banter and laughter as men and women greeted each other in my end of Hamahlong village. Thatched roofs aren’t sound proof.  I turned over – a challenge in a tub-shaped torture device masquerading as a bed – and put … Read more