Climbing Kilimanjaro

November 15, 2009

by Mark Sissons
KilimanjaroAs dawn breaks over the carpet of clouds obscuring the Serengeti Plains miles below, I let out a whoop of joy. I’ve finally reached the top of Africa.

Shivering and nearly hypothermic, I’m also punch drunk from the effects of extreme altitude. But none of that matters now because I’m finally standing on top of the enormous glacial summit cap that Hemingway called “as wide as all the world… great, high, and unbelievably white in the sun.”

I’ve just completed the hike of my life – six days of grinding ascent to the summit of 19,340-foot Mount Kilimanjaro. Buffeted for the past seven hours by ferocious winds along a steep, rocky path lit only by a full moon and my flickering headlamp, I’ve suffered waves of nausea, low thudding headaches, and fits of gasping, wheezing, cursing and self pity since departing from the final summit camp at midnight. More than once I’ve felt like turning back.


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For now, though, I’m giddy with the rush of success. All the discomforts of the past six days – long slogs, sore feet, cold tents, and nagging headaches – seem infinitely worth it. Dream realized, I embrace my climbing companions, and then fumble to snap a few photos with numb fingers. I’ll only spend about 20 minutes on the roof of Africa, which is as high as I’m ever likely to go under my own steam. But it’s high enough to have entered the first rung of the Seven Summit ladder.

The miles high club

In 1985 a 55-year old American billionaire named Dick Bass became the first man to climb and popularize the so-called Seven Summits – the highest peak on each continent, of which Kilimanjaro is one. Thanks to Bass, mere mortals like me who get vertigo watching IMAX films could hopefully one day brag over beers about being a Seven Summiteer.

For non-mountaineers of all ages, Kilimanjaro offers accessible alpine glory. It isn’t unusual to encounter climbers in their 60s and 70s on the mountain. I even knew of one Vancouver man in his mid-80s who recently summited with his middle-aged daughter. You can reach the peak via routes scalable without technical climbing knowledge. All you need are sturdy legs and lungs, relatively deep pockets, and the willingness to risk headaches, nausea, vomiting and other assorted pleasures associated with altitude sickness.

A good guide doesn’t hurt either. Mine is California native Jacob Schmitz, who earned his alpine chops scaling the vertical face of Yosemite’s massive El Capitan, one of the world’s premiere rock climbing walls. Over the past decade, Jacob has climbed more than 35 big walls and more than 100 peaks in the Sierras, summited Mount Aconcagua (the highest peak in the Western Hemisphere), and holds speed ascent records in Yosemite and first alpine style ascents in Patagonia. This is his fifth ascent of Kilimanjaro. In other words, I’m in good hands.

Jacob works for Alaska Mountain Guides (AMG), one of North America’s most respected climbing, trekking, and adventure companies. For more than 15 years, AMG has been offering city slickers like me a once-in- a-lifetime opportunity to push our limits in some of the world’s most unique and intriguing places.

Into thin air

Earlier, during our pre-summit push briefing, Jacob laid down the law: “If I decide that any of you cannot safely go on for any reason as we ascend tonight, I will not hesitate to order you to descend immediately. There will be no arguments. I am responsible for your safety up here. And my word is final.”

Why the sobering lecture? Even though mountaineering hazards such as crevasses and avalanches are not a factor on most Kilimanjaro routes, there are still serious risks. Since we began the trek, Jacob and our Tanzanian co-leader, Abdi Abdi Kasim, have been constantly reminding us to go pole! pole! (Slowly, slowly in Swahili). Maintaining a slow rate of ascent can mean more than the difference between success and failure on Kilimanjaro. In extreme cases, it’s a matter of life and death.

Travel writer Tom Dunkel has described high-altitude trekking as “taking a long walk toward senility. Body and mind slowly crumble.” At altitudes above 10,000 feet your body begins adjusting to the decreased availability of oxygen by increasing production of red blood corpuscles in order to maintain sufficient tissue oxygenation. Climbing too high too fast can induce cerebral or pulmonary edema, the most deadly of altitude-induced disorders. Cases of cerebral or pulmonary edema on Kilimanjaro are relatively rare but do occur; some reports estimate as many as one case per month.

Reaching the roof before it melts

Renowned climber and filmmaker David Brashears has called Kilimanjaro the only place on the planet where you can journey from the Amazon to the North Pole in less than a week. Lying just three degrees south of the Equator, straddling the border of Kenya and Tanzania, Kilimanjaro is the largest freestanding mountain on Earth, and a self-contained ecosystem.

On a typical week-long climb you will pass through banana plantations, rain forest, cloud forest, and high alpine plateau dotted with giant groundsels and lobelias, some over 20 feet tall. Eventually, you reach a barren landscape of black volcanic shale and huge boulder fields sprinkled with oversized cacti and yucca trees.

In my increasingly oxygen-depleted state, it all started to resemble the fantastic setting of a Dr. Suess story – until we reached the shrinking summit ice cap, which scientists estimate will all be gone by 2020; a high profile casualty of global warming. If anyone still needs visceral proof that climate change is real, they need only look to Kilimanjaro to see that the roof of Africa’s most famous icon is melting, and fast.

It doesn’t feel like anything is melting except my leg strength as I begin the long, arduous descent from the summit down an endless scree slope. Four hours later I reach camp, and collapse exhausted in my tent. In the moments before this newly minted conqueror of Kili drifts off to well-earned sleep, I think to myself that one out of seven is not so bad at all.

About the Author: Mark Sissons is a freelance travel writer based in Vancouver.

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