I will say, looking at the CD my friend Sandra sent me from Namibia brings it all back as if it happened yesterday! On the second day of the climb I remember saying to the others that the mountain should have been named 'Killermanjaro' - now I want to go back!! Thank goodness at my age one's memory seems to get rid of the bad and retain the good!! (Well that's what mine seems to be doing anyway!)
Sandra, Yolanda and I at our favourite camp - Shira Cave.
Climbing up Baranco Wall
From here on it looked almost like a moonscape..
With our young American friend Sean
One of our porters, Amissie. It is unbelievable to see what these amazing young men are able to transport up and down the mountain.
Our guide, Freddy, giving me some of his magic tea on the way up!
Sunrise on the way to the top - at this stage I was falling asleep on my feet...
Freddy and I
Spectacular view going up

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