Tag archives for Kilimanjaro

I walk through the uphill dust of an ancient explosion. My boots crunch into the slope in rhythm, worn rubber upon stones and sand, and in my head, I imagine the mighty boom that formed this mountain before me. I have walked five days to get to this point—through leafy forests jumping with monkeys, then…

This will be the shortest blog post of my life. It is minus 15° C [5° F] with very strong wind and typing means taking my gloves off, BUT, I wanted to live blog my reaching the summit of Tanzania’s Mount Kilimanjaro. Yes, right now, I am typing this at 19,341 ft (5,895 m) which…

Acclimatizing

For more about my Kilimanjaro adventure, read my posts from day one, day two, and day four. Every morning my guide Zachary asks me if I have slept like a baby and every morning I tell him yes, just like a baby. Whoever invented this expression never had a baby, because most of the babies…

Zachary

For more about my Kilimanjaro adventure, read my posts from day one, day three, and day four. My guide smokes. In fact, I suspect that when he is not climbing mountains, he is probably quite the heavy chain smoker. I have no problem with this. Up here, the wind is strong enough that I don’t…

For more about my Kilimanjaro adventure, read my posts from day two, day three, and day four. I am not athletic, I am not an Olympian, I am not a climber. I am neither Sir Edmund Hillary nor Jon Krakauer, nor shall I ever aspire to mimic mountaineering men. I am merely a traveler on…

This voyage feels like I’m flying through the pages of the National Geographic Atlas. I love it. Every other day we move many inches across the map, jetting away from one intricate landscape of the Earth, soaring high overhead, taking in the scenes of mountains and rivers and sea below and then coming back down…