So this was our first glimps of the mountain, flying from Ghana to Tanzania. We landed at Kilimanjaro International Airport on the 18th. A cool little airport, in between two towns. For anyone whose impressions of Africa were based upon the Lion King, this area delivers. Although I havn't seen the wildlife (yet), we were well removed from the city feeling.
Pole Pole (slowly slowly) is the climbers mantra for Kilimanjaro, and for life in Tanzania (or Africa) in general. Swahili is a very different language to Twi, so I'm having to learn that. We stayed in a place before climbing with a great view of the mountain (www.kilicam.com).
The climb took 7 days, summiting on the 6th. I'm glad Canadian winters prepare us for the cold, as we were above the treeline after day two. Our high camp was 15 000 ft., and we left at midnight for our summit. A storm hit that night, and there was lightning below us all around. The winds were incredible, they sucked the air from your lungs and pushed you around, freezing you to the core. At 19,000 ft. I'm told the oxygen level is 1/2 that of sea level, and although I havn't confirmed that yet it is damn hard to exert yourself. We kept passing groups turning around, but our guide pushed on, and we reached the true summit around 07:30.
We climbed together with Jocelyn's uncle Ken from Winnipeg, but unfortunately the summit picture with all 3 of us is on his film camera (my batteries died), so I'll post it once I get a copy.
Now we're back in Moshi, resting for a few days before carrying on. We've changed our minds about heading to Kenya for a bunch of reasons, and have decided to explore this area more. We plan on doing a safari, and then we might be able to do some more volunteering around the town here with the porters from the mountain.
Hope all is well with everyone, I'll keep updating...