"He covers the heavens with clouds, provides rain for the earth, and makes the grass grow in mountain pastures." Psalm 147:8

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Day 3: Shira Camp to Barrancu Camp via Lava Tower

Day 3 was one of my favorite days on the mountain mainly because we got to see a lot of the rocks and terrain that formed the beautiful mountain that is Kilimanjaro. It was great to have my Dad (a geologist) along with us on the mountain to tell us the "stories of the rocks". The first part of day three saw us leave Shira Camp at 12,500 feet to head to Lava tower, which stands at just under 16,000 feet. This was quite an incline for us compared to other days, but overall, it was just a long, steady hike.

Lava tower as the clouds came in
 Lunch was taken at Lava tower and we were definitely all hungry by the time we got there. One interesting observation on Day 3 was the dramatic change in weather. We started off the morning in light layers and quickly worked up a sweat. As we got higher, we slowly had to add layers back as the temperature cooled. By lunch, I found myself breaking out my jacket for the first time to stay warm while we ate. At that point, the clouds had really pushed in on us (granted we were at 16, 000 feet!) and the wind felt much more brisk. Just as quickly as it cooled, however, it warmed again once we started descending.


The motto of the day for day 3 was "climb high, sleep low". This strategy is used to combat the side effects of altitude sickness in that it brings you up to a height where you oxygen is depleted for a few hours, but then allows you to recuperate overnight and adjust before climbing higher again the next day. For us, I think this was a great method. Despite the fact that none of us felt the true side-effects of altitude sickness, I will say that midway through day 3, we were all draggin a bit until after we stopped for lunch and then started descending to a lower altitude.

Crossing 14,500 feet...higher than Mt. Whitney!
Day 3 was also a historic day for Rich and I as we crossed up and over 14, 500 feet...why is this particular altitude important to us? Mainly because our one training hike was to climb the highest peak in the contiguous United States, Mount Whitney, which stands at 14, 563 feet. We both felt great crossing over this point and even remember to pose for a picture when both Dad and Rich's watches told them we were at the correct altitude. Gotta love those Suunto watches!

One other "milestone" for day 3 was my sunburn. I can not tell you how many times friends, guides, my Dad and Rich, other hikers and even the porters reminded me to re-apply sunscreen. And yet--day 3 ended with a brutal sunburn midway down my forehead from where I had my bandana situated all day. Yes--it was bad. Yes-- I regretted it the rest of the trip. But hey, I sacrificed myself so others could learn from my mistakes. So, just for you, here's the money shot of my horrible sunburn:
You can't pay for tan lines like that!
And, of course, we finished the day with our cheesy, but motivating group shot. Day 4 guaranteed to be a tough one as Barrancu wall loomed over us from camp. Next blog post I'll tell you whether or not the intimidation factor of the wall lived up to the reality!
End of Day 3 with Barrancu Camp in the distance
"The wall" awaiting us on Day 4!

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