Mt. Kilimanjaro - The Triumph Of The Will
Last Day. Final push to the summit as the sun started to wake.... Last image of her on day 2.5 beFore technology went dark STELLA POINT - 18,880ft As we climbed higher, and pushed further than one ever thought the human body could ever push. Running on fumes. Moving by sheer mental force, she started to rise. All I lived for was putting one excruciatingly frozen foot in front of the other. One horrific step at a time. Already prepared for the eventuality of frostBite - in Africa. Fascinatin g. The Kili shuffle, it was called. you did not need to be taught, the Kili shuffle will come naturally to you. It was the only way to move. She started to rise... We could feel her heat. I use "her". What else should I say? She's a female canine with snarling fangs dropping goblets of saliva in the anticipation of scorching some impudent human flesh. She, is the Sun. Still, we pushed towards her. I lifted my eyes to see. I always want to see. Everything.