Hiking 13:00:00 [4] 13.0 km (1:00:00 / km) +1200m 41:03 / km
shoes: Burma Pro Walking Boots
So fully dressed in everything I have, and still a little cold, i have breakfast, which for once is actually milky porridge as opposed to watery porridge. Wishing I had some flaked almonds and raisons to add. not really too hungry but feeling I should eat what i can. Also have more popcorn! Never had that as breakfast before, but eat what i can. Also notice that the cloud has cleared away and in the moonlight the mountain is looking amazing, with the sleet that fell a few hours before giving the whole mountain a strange whiter look. head off at about 12:30am (12:34 was the first time i looked at my watch, so that's the time I assume we started). Following the trail of headtorches stretching out in front. Feeling fine. Can see orion in the sky which I take as a positive thing (orion is bascially one of the few constellations that I can actually name). After not so far we see a walker who is already looking the worse for wear (glad we took the 2 short days to get to base camp rather than the 1 long day). Keep thinking about the joke where george W bush takes a schoolkids bag rather than a parachute when jumping out of a plane. And keep on walking. After a couple of hours we start the 'Zig zags' These bascially go on for the next few hours up the side of the mountain along the scree slope. Endlessly it seems. there are still lots of lights ahead and still very far up. My brother decides at this point to start feeling dizzy (Altitude sickness), but apart from that is okay so the assistant guide takes his bag and holds his arm the rest of the way up. This slows us down somewhat (although i am glad of the breaks to go to the toilet - I have found all week that with drinking a lot and the altitude I am needing to go a lot! - wind on the slopes doesn't help though and I have to am straight down, and get the occasional headlight beam right at me, although I know no one cares and is only focussed on getting to the top). One guy passes us at a stop continously saying 'Be strong' makes me laugh. I have decided that I am not going to feel the effects of altitude sickness until 4am, then it becames 5 am, then 6am. At 4:30am my brother says he doesn't want to continue and wants to go down. the guide tells him to shut up (okay maybe not that bluntly, but says he sees no reason why he can't continue), so we go on, slowly slowly (pole pole) back and forth along the everlasting zig zags. eventually it starts to get brighter (I loose track of time around this point), and there is an amazing sunrise with the light reflecting off the clouds that are now far below us, but still covering the base camp where we started. Shortly after sunrise the altitude starts to hit me and I realise that I am struggling to put one foot in front of the other. I can at this point see the top of the crater rim, and on a normal mountain I would only be a few minutes away, but this last climb really takes the biscuit. In fact it takes the entire biscuit tin (thanks to the guide book for that comment, it is very true). I blame this lack of energy on my brother having slowed me down, but is also down to that fact that somewhen shortly before sunrise my water run out and i've been only having a few icy drops from a bottle that was alsoin my bag. without the water i know that the altitude will be effectingme a lot worse, but i've no energy to try and get more water out of my camelback. evn stopping to open my bag an put sunglasses on seems like such an efort. Enventually though, and after more than a few breaks, we make the crater rim. Stellar point at about 200m below the really top point. A short break here, and we start the trudge round to the top. This is almost breaking me. I don't want to go on, i want to sit down, i keep stopping, I am atruggling to move my feet. But eventually the top comes into sight. I speed up, but that just makes me loose breath very quickly, am I have to stop every 20meters to catch my breath. Somehow i make it to the top. Not sure what i was expecting to feel, but I think I was too tired to feel anything. make a few jokes with the other climbers about the queue of people waiting to take photos. Ask one group about the chilli company that has sponsered them, and for whom they have brought a poster to be shown in a photo. I am assured it is very good chilli. My idea of having two signs to increase the throughput of photo takers doesn't seem to interest many people. So we just take a few pictures. I head off to take a piss, and then realise that there is now where at all on the top to take one unless i want 50 poeple to watch. So i decide to go a little further down. the glaciers are looking very big. From below they just seem to be a thin cover on the rock. but up here they stand up to about 20meters above it, big thick slabs of ice. Very strange place to be. i suddenly realise that there is actually no real reason to climb the mountain, nothing amazing has happened, and i now have my least favorite part - the descent. from the top it is a trudge around the crater rim back to steller point, with a stop for a piss along the way, plus I get out my poles. then instead of following the zig-zags down we scree run. my knees don't like this though. I know it is going to hurt later, so i go as quickly as I can. but with a lack of energy and not liking what I am doing I slow down. this descent is torture I just want to stop and not have to do it. My brother seems fine considering he is being held up and not having to carry a bag. I get annoyed at him, he hasn't really climbed the moutain - he was carried up. I realise that thinking is not going to help so I just try and keep on going down and hope that we get back sooner rather than later. back in the clouds we slowly come back towards the camp. We pass where we did the acclimitisation walk the day before and now know it is not too far. Then a little further on someone from our crew of porters comes and offers to carry my bag. Thank god. i could carry it on, but I don't care, so for the last 10/15 minutes i let the porter carry my bag, and this last big is a little steep so i'm glad for the extra strength I get. Eventually we get back to the camp, get a drink and crash for an hour. It is not even midday yet. We reached the top at 8:40, so 8 hours up, and under 3 hours down. Still not sure why we bothered climbing it, it is just a mountain after all. Anyway I quickly fall asleep and the hours rest is much appreciated. We get up about 1pm for lunch, still confused about the time, as with all we have done today it seems weird that it is so early in that day. Anyway we have no problem eating lunch, and soon after we head down to our final camp, at 3800m. This is a fairly quick descent straight down from base camp. And also not too long 1-2 hours perhaps. Again we eat a lot, no problem with the altitude taking away are appitite anymore. Then it is back to bed for a good nights sleep.