Wednesday, 10 March 2010
Saturday, 5 September 2009
The Matterhorn (4478 meters)
I cried a bit when I reached the summit - something I haven’t done for a very long time. It shocked me - I really didn't expect it. It surprised me.
I cried because I have never in my life had to work so hard for something so beautiful.
It was overwhelming and I will never forget that moment.
Thursday, 4 December 2008
Kinder plateau is a place of contrasts.
Stark, desolate troughs meandering into the fog. Soles sinking knee deep into mahogany rich peat. The wind carries hail, sand and a bitter cold that stings exposed cheeks. Sometimes you can't see at all.
Not that I'm complaining, mind. It's what I love about the place - it can feel wild. I am just eternally grateful that people are as fickle as they are - not venturing out when the weather turns. I get the place to myself.
Sometimes the clouds retreat, and you are rewarded with special views. Kinder's little thank you.
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