By Day 3 the heavy fog had cleared and we awoke to a beautiful
sunrise shining light across a breathtaking view of the Kibo summit! We did a little
happy dance to celebrate the fact that after walking for two days straight, we
could finally set our sights on the end goal!
Day 3 was just a quick 4 km jaunt over to the Mawenzi Camp, with a 624 m elevation gain (from 3679 m to 4303 m). After
the long days on the mountain we started to get intimately acquainted with it. Our
guides told us that Kilimanjaro is a dormant volcanic mountain in Tanzania, near the Kenya boarder, comprised of three volcanic cones, Mawenzi, Shira and the highest peak Kibo. The guides took turns leading the
group at a snails pace up the mountain. Every so often they would say polé, polé,
which means slowly, slowly in Swahili…which suited Davey and I to a T. I
mean, our natural pace is a leisurely stroll at best anyways (hello, always
late), so we didn’t really mind it one bit. Actually, looking back at it, the
hike was like a bit of a metaphor for our relationship. We just have this thing
where we really try not to rush through life to quickly… you know 7 years of dating,
followed by a 3 year engagement…no hurry, no worry. Only in this case it was
more of a no hurry, no worry that you will run out of oxygen and get early
onset symptoms of acute altitude sickness kind of deal, so we went with that.
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| That's Mawenzi summit peaking through the clouds. |
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| We love Lucy! |
The Mawenzi Camp was probably my favorite of all the camp sites. We were tucked away at the base of the Mawenzi summit, beside a colorful little pond – that may or may not have been the source of some water used at camp. Im not sure, but the water was definitely coming from somewhere…
xo Tegs
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