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Fifth Day of Climbing

14 Feb -- 5th day of climbing
Sitting in Barafu Camp, resting up for the final ascent. We’ll wake up around 11:00 pm and start climbing by midnight.

Day 3 – Shira Camp (3,840m/12,600ft) to Lava Tower (4,630m/15,190ft) to Barranco Camp (3,950m/12,960ft), 15 km

Angela decided to throw in the towel. We set off for my birthday trek to Lava Tower and she set off for the ranger station for a ride into town.

The trek up was long. After lunch the first part of the trek down was steep, rocky, slippery, cold, and damp. I did not have fun. Then the terrain got flatter.

Mike had the porters sing "Happy Birthday" to me and they ate all my chocolate.

Valley after the Lava Tower descent

Day 4 – Barranco Camp (3,950m/12,960ft) to Karanga Camp (4,200m/13,780ft), 7 km

Steep climb with some scary rock scrambling. Up and down ridges, hard but a fairly short day. Arrived in camp early afternoon and burst into tears, coming down from the adrenaline of the rocky trek.

Day 5 – Karanga Camp (4,200m/13,780ft) to Barafu Camp (4,550m/14,930ft), 13 km

Very short day, but I think steepest so far. Up a gravely ridge, then flat, then up again to highest and most barren campsite. Windy, but toasty in the tent when the sun is out. Arrived around 11:00 am. Lunch was served at 1:00 pm. I’m losing my appetite for camp food but eating as much as I can. The fresh fruit is good.

As Tina Fey said to the writers on 30 Rock, "We as a group don’t smell so great.” I’m a little tired of being dirty, but it must be done.

Having mild headaches that up until today went away as soon as I stopped to rest. Felt weak on the trek today. Drinking plenty of water. Taking an Aleve and a multivitamin with snack every afternoon.

This morning when we started I realized that in 24 hours I’ll be at the summit.

See photos on flickr

I'm typing up my notes from the trip and posting them with just some light editing. Each day will be a new post. 


RunrGurl26 said…
So? How was summittig?!! The last 20 mind feels like days- euphoria at the top - and then the killer skree! Congrats on being another hope-valley-ite to summit!

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