RR Sport to Africa’s highest pub
Sam Philip heads to Lesotho in a Range Rover Sport for a pint. Because... well, why not?
Posted: 03 Jan 2014
As the sun drops, the black clouds lift and the wind eases. Lesotho reveals itself to be, in a desolate, ominous sort of way, oddly beautiful. Unlike its roads, which, merely appalling before, raise their game to deeply harrowing levels. Still, the Sport seems unperturbed. Heading northwest from Durban to the Sani this morning, we trailed a Land Rover Discovery being driven keenly along a twisty, sweeping valley road. As the Disco - admittedly a porker in the world of seven-seat SUVS - tilted and lurched its way round the fast, cambered bends, our Sport remained perfectly flat, cornering, if not quite like a sports car, at least like a tidy diesel hatch. No squidge, no roll, just flat, even progress.
The trade-off for such on-road composure should be that the Sport crashes and thunks its way up these rocky paths. It doesn't. The suspension travel and axle articulation are astonishing, the RRS picking its way over boulders and ruts with long-legged composure. It's welcome proof that a sorted SUV can have a worthwhile existence beyond school-run status symbol.