Archive for September, 2006

Family – A Blessing Not to Take for Granted

Well the journey continues. Because of miscommunication we missed our ride to Swaziland, so we are “stuck” in South Africa for a few days more. We are staying with some friends of the Skinner’s who have been gracious to take us in for a few days. All the buses are booked up for a few […]

My Story of Kilimanjaro

This is my story of Kilimanjaro. It would be impossible to capture what really happened if I tried to write out my experience, so I have simply typed out what I journaled during my time on the mountain. It was nothing like I thought it would be, but yet, in such a good way something […]

What Kilimanjaro Taught Me

I never realized how much we worry, how we live with inner pools of anxiety over everything – “when will the internet come back online” – “Is it going to rain tomorrow” – “My promotion at the company isn’t going to go through” – “Will they get me that proposal on time” – “Will they […]

THE NIGHT BEFORE – A HOTEL IN MOSHI

Right there, soaring far above and piercing the clouds, Kilimanjaro, one of my childhood dreams, is closer than it has ever been. I don’t know where as a child I developed this passion, but it has never wandered far from my heart. Like an insidious passion that has nagged desire at every corner of challenge. […]

DAY 2 – MACHAME CAMP

Nearly 6 years ago this journal was given to me by one of my best friends, Brian Bustos. With it came a waterproof sack in order to keep it dry and maintain its penmanship through the harsh realities it would see. This gift was in response to a prophecy I received from Terri Sullivant while […]

DAY 2 – SHIRA CAVES

As soon as the sun set last night the mountain instantly became extremely cold. As my hot tea was finished, I quickly retreated to my warm sleeping bag. As I prepared for bed, my breathe colored the beam of the flashlight, verifying the depths of the temperature outside. Of course I began to question if […]

DAY 3 – BARAKA CAMP

Waking up in the morning is always an excitement. The view is always so drastically different. This morning as I peered my head out of the tent it was like we were on another planet. 10,000 feet below us was some sort of mixture between clouds and heavy sky. But the colors they emanated from […]

DAY 4 – BARAFU CAMP

The mountain is unforgiving. Last night, although I arrived at camp feeling strong and confident of my health, mountain sickness slowly began to tear down my body. I fell quite ill. I barely ate dinner and went straight to bed at 5:00. Aribo, my guide, told me I had to clear my head and get […]

DAY 5 – The SUMMIT

I don’t even know the extent of what I have just been through. Unfortunately, this journal will never capture the fullness of the experience that just took place. Clearly though, it was the most difficult, challenging thing I have ever been through. I have never had to dig so deep, nor felt so used. I […]

DAY 6 – MOIRA HUT

Day 6 September 21st – Moira Hut Something has changed, something is different. Last night I actually dreamt about things back home, real things like family and friends, but it was not in a refreshing way, rather a reality of what is – hard to explain but just different. The air is so much more […]