A Dream Come True

Ten friends, a shared dream, and a mountain that stood as a testament to the beauty and grandeur of Africa. That’s the story of our Kilimanjaro climb. It was a journey that would test our limits, forge unbreakable bonds, and leave us forever changed.

Our adventure began at Kilimanjaro International Airport. As we stepped off the plane, the crisp mountain air enveloped us, a stark contrast to the humid South African climate. The excitement was palpable, a mix of anticipation and a tinge of nervousness. We were about to embark on a journey that would take us to the roof of Africa.

The Machame Route: Our Path to the Summit

We chose the Machame Route, known for its scenic beauty and gradual ascent. Our team of porters, who were incredibly strong and efficient, carried our gear, leaving us free to enjoy the breathtaking views. As we ascended, the vegetation changed dramatically, from lush rainforests to alpine deserts.

Along the way, we met fellow climbers from all over the world. We shared stories, laughter, and words of encouragement. The camaraderie was infectious, creating a sense of unity that made the challenging climb seem less daunting. Our guides, knowledgeable and experienced, were always there to offer advice, ensure our safety, and keep our spirits high.

One of the most memorable moments was reaching the Shira Plateau. The vast, otherworldly landscape was a sight to behold. We camped under a starlit sky, the Milky Way stretching across the heavens. It was a surreal experience that reminded us of the immensity of the universe.

As we continued our ascent, the altitude started to take its toll. Some of us struggled with altitude sickness, but our guides were quick to respond with appropriate measures. We learned valuable lessons about acclimatisation and the importance of listening to our bodies.

Summit Day: A Herculean Effort

Summit day was a grueling physical and mental challenge. We started in the dead of night, bundled up against the freezing temperatures. The trail was steep, and the air was thin. Every step felt like a monumental effort.

As the sun began to rise, we reached the final push to the summit. The view was breathtaking. Below us, the clouds rolled out like a vast, fluffy blanket. In the distance, the snow-capped peaks of Mount Kenya were visible. We had reached the highest point in Africa, a feeling of immense pride and accomplishment washed over us.

The descent was equally challenging, but the euphoria of reaching the summit carried us through. We celebrated our achievement with our guides and porters, who had worked tirelessly to support us. It was a moment of pure joy and camaraderie.

A Journey of a Lifetime

Our Kilimanjaro climb was more than just a physical challenge; it was a journey of self-discovery, friendship, and appreciation for the natural world. We pushed our limits, overcame obstacles, and created memories that would last a lifetime.

As we reflected on our adventure, we realised that the summit was not the ultimate goal. It was the journey itself, the friendships we forged, the challenges we overcame, and the lessons we learned that made this experience truly unforgettable.

A big thank you to Kigelia Lodge too, which was a great oasis after our trip up the mountain.