I have at least 4-5 people I know who have done it, and as I speak to people about my upcoming adventure, I am informed of more and more of their friends who have done it. So if so many people have done it, then surely I can do it too, right?
Here is a post from the wonderful Karen Graham. I met Karen through the website www.explorergirls.com of which we are both ambassadors and proud advocates. The site is a place for girls who love adventure and sports and travel to get together and share their experiences. The site proves to be a success as I have met wonderful people like Karen.
Read her post and see her amazing photos from Kili. This is definitely getting me excited.
To see images go to: http://www.explorergirls.com/node/4730
At 5,895 metres above sea level Mt Kilimanjaro in Tanzania is the highest mountain in Africa.My trek to the top was the most challenging and rewarding experience I’ve ever had, due to the spectacular landscapes I encountered en route.
Departing Marangu Gate (1,860m) I ventured into a thick rainforest, a strange world illuminated by soft light filtering through a dense canopy. Here trees resembled old men with moss hanging from their branches, like beards. Water trickled over rocks and along the path, making everything damp underfoot.
Day two, I emerged from the rainforest to a vista of barren moorland and my first awe-inspiring view of Kilimanjaro’s snow-capped peak rising majestically in the distance.
Later a mist descended, cradling me with its damp chilly fingers, and I thought I’d never get to Horombo Hut (3,720m). Visibility was poor but eventually I saw it – a vision though the swirling mist. The hut was a shining beacon, a haven full of friendly faces and the warmth of a roaring fire.
Day three, I hiked over barren terrain with little vegetation, except an occasional cactus-like plant. A scattering of lobelias and giant groundsels bearing yellow flowers dotted the horizon. Mawenzi, a strange craggy peak, looked like an old ruined castle, burnt and still smoking, with mist rising above it, while the alpine desert reminded me of the stark lunar landscape of the moon.
Day four was tough. Every five or six steps I stopped to regain breath, but finally I arrived at Gillman’s Point (5,685m) on the crater rim. I felt as if I was on top of the world, above the clouds and looking at the snow-covered roof of Africa – it’s a sight I will never forget.
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I will be taking on my biggest Adventure yet, Climbing Kilimanjaro for Alzheimer’s Australia NSW! I will Climb Kilimanjaro in honour of my Grandpa who passed away from Alzheimer’s in 2008. I was in Africa when I found out and I said at the time I would one day do this for him, in his memory! We are raising money for Alzheimer’s Australia NSW to raise awareness and the necessary funds for prevention of the disease that affects so many. Dementia is the third leading cause of death in Australia, after heart disease and stroke. We must prevent and find a cure as it’s not a normal part of aging, and does affect 100,000’s of Australians.
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