Showing posts with label Mountain Climbing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mountain Climbing. Show all posts

Saturday, 25 February 2012

[Malaysia] Climbing Mt Kinabalu

So I climbed Mount Kinabalu some 2 weeks ago (and a mere week after getting Lasik on my eyes) and I must say it was much harder than I thought it would be. Y and I had been thinking about short getaways we could make that very weekend, and suddenly she blurted out (on a Tuesday, no less) that we should climb Mt Kinabalu. My response: "okay!" 

{This is Y, my roommate. Yes I share a room with her at work so no, we are not flatmates neither do we camp in the office 24/7. Not usually, at least.}

Mt Kinabalu is a UNESCO World Heritage site located in the East Malaysian state of Sabah on Borneo. Borneo, in turn, is the third largest island in the world and its territory is split between Brunei, Indonesia (state of Kalimantan) and Malaysia (states of Sabah and Sarawak). Now if you think all that sounds confusing, believe me you're not the only one; on our second night, I wondered out loud whether we were in Sabah or Borneo. 


Before booking a climb, you need to decide whether you want to climb via the Mesilau or the Timpohon trail and whether you want to climb for 3D2N or 2D1N. Compared to the Timpohon trail, the Mesilau trail is longer (approx 5.7km vs. 3km) and more challenging (approx 5-6 hours of walking vs. 2-3 hours of walking) and since I was doing all the planning, no prizes for guessing here which trail we went with. There is also the option of descending on the via ferrata (Italian for "road of iron"), and with that you can either choose to do the introductory "Walk the Torq" route, or the more advanced, and longer, "Low's Peak circuit". While the former overlaps with the latter, the "Low's Peak circuit" is also the world's highest via ferrata.

After checking that there were beds available at Laban Rata (accommodation on the mountain), we booked our 2D1N climb with Amazing Borneo. The plan was to ascend via the Mesilau trail and descend via the Timpohon trail and because we booked our climb only a few days in advance, the via ferrata routes had been fully booked by then. 

{Hammocks in the village of Kundasang, en route from Kota Kinabalu to Timpohon Gate to register and get our climbing permits before making our way to Mesilau}

The climb on the first day up to Laban Rata was pretty tough, miserable and cold, because it rained the entire time and the trail was extremely slippery. The Mesilau trail first winds its way upwards, before you are brought to an extremely steep and long downhill past waterfalls and eventually you know you may only just be re-starting the climb when you realise that you're faced with a steep ascent with lots and lots of steps, before the trail merges with the Timpohon trail and then you reach Laban Rata. We started at about 10:00am, and after a long slow walk, finally reached Laban Rata sometime around 5:30pm. I'd been wearing shorts all day and did not think to bring waterproof trousers, so I was more or less drenched from the waist down and shivering from the cold.
{Mesilau trail}

While the buffet dinner is in the restaurant (food was very good), we could only get rooms in Gunung Lagadan, which is some ways above Laban Rata itself. I thought the facilities were more than adequate with small rooms but comfortable bunk beds and bedlinen and clean bathrooms. At over 3,200m you can't really ask for much. We went to bed sometime around 8:00pm and woke around 1:30am for a light breakfast, before Y's brother, S, and I set out with our guide around 2:45am for the summit while Y, having caught a chill, remained in bed.

{Bumping into S at Laban Rata. What are the odds!}

Personally, I thought the summit push was harder and more intense than the one up Kilimanjaro. There is a long rope section that goes up all the way to the summit and much scrambling. That very day people ascending on the Timpohon trail mentioned seeing a guy being stretchered down the mountain. Apparently he'd strayed from the path and fell, breaking that fall by clinging onto a tree but also breaking his leg in the process. I was paranoid and cautious throughout the climb because of this, and also because I wasn't exactly in the best physical condition then, what with the Lasik and the long hours in the office in the preceding days before the trip. All of this culminated into one big rush the night before our flight to Kota Kinabalu, as I left the office at 4:00am or so, rushed home, packed, caught 1.5 hours of shuteye and then rushed to the airport to board our 8:50am flight, so you can imagine how tired I was even before we began the climb. That being said, aside from some breathlessness I experienced none of the typical symptoms of altitude sickness, so yay!

{On the summit with Y's brother, S, who came along} 

{On the summit slope during the descent, wearing untried and untested Smith Anthem ski goggles and La Sportiva Valles GTX boots. The goggles protected my lasik-ed eyes from the dry summit air, and the boots kept my feet nice and dry after all that rain.}

{Above cloud cover, making my way down after reaching the summit at 4,085m.}

Other little bits of information:
 
If you have knee problems or if you're a total klutz like me, it might be useful to bring a pair of knee guards. I've fallen on my knees while descending both Mt Kilimanjaro and Mt Kinabalu - the latter was especially bad, as it had been raining and I slipped on a wet metal plank and landed on my chin and both knees. The only good thing about that story was meeting R, a Guatemalan girl who grew up in America and currently lives in Japan. She loves climbing mountains too, and she was really good (and incredibly patient) company on the descent!
 
We flew Silkair from Singapore to Kota Kinabalu and stayed at Hotel Sixty3, which is a 20 minute ride from the airport. Most Mt Kinabalu climbing packages include a two-way hotel transfer so hotel location within Kota Kinabalu should not be an issue. The hotel is located on Jalan Gaya, which is a nice quaint street that's got a string of bak kut teh stalls with some very, very good bak kut teh and also this place which sells giant baos - you can't miss these. All we did on the first day was walk from one stall to another eating our afternoon away. On Sundays, the entire street is closed off and transformed into a market, with people selling everything from clothes to kitchenware to pets and to natural honey collected straight from the forest and not from an apiary so it is quite a nice place to be, but beware the pickpockets! 


{Giant baos}
We also ate at Welcome Seafood Restaurant, which is a 10-15 minute walk away from Jalan Gaya. For 2 crabs, lobster, prawns and vegetable dishes shared among 3, the bill came up to S$17 per person, and we liked the food so much we went back on our last night for a second round of cheap good seafood.
For the climb itself, I would suggest bringing along some fleece and proper gloves and a beanie. You will need them, especially for the summit attempt, because it gets extremely cold. It will also be extremely useful to have raingear, proper trekking boots (i.e. waterproof and with a mid-rise design for ankle support), a headlamp and trekking poles/walking stick. 

For the extremely fit (or if you're a loon), you may want to think about joining the Kinabalu International Climbathon. The guide did say it was going to be cancelled this year, but don't take his word for it. 

Useful information can be found on Wikitravel

Friday, 14 January 2011

[Tanzania] Climbing Mt Kilimanjaro (Part 2)

See Part 1 of the Trip Report here.


Day 4 of trekking: Barranco camp (3950m) -> Barranco wall (4200m) -> Karanga camp (3995m)
Landscape: heath/alpine desert

The day starts with a steep bout of trekking and a lot of scrambling up the Barranco wall. Not as bad as lava tower, but definitely not for those with a fear of heights! It is all too easy to fall off or stumble and end up with a sprain so I remind myself to go slow, avoid the breathlessness and be cognisant. We then descend into glacial valleys to Karanga camp. Our appetite is clearly still very good because we are ravenous and have a massive lunch; the tent gets real hot in the afternoon because of the greenhouse effect, but barely a few minutes later it gets really cold. As night falls, the sky is awash with stars and beneath us are the glittering lights of Moshi town while Kilimanjaro lies behind us half shrouded in cloud. I find out that the Swedish guy's son (from day 3), along with 2 Polish climbers, have made their way down the mountain - whether carried on a makeshift stretcher or on their own i do not know. Apparently a helicopter was almost called in to evacuate the Swedish guy's son because he was in such bad shape.

{Scaling the Barranco wall}

{Catching a glimpse of the gorgeous K}

Days 5 and 6 of trekking: Karanga camp (3995m) -> Barafu camp (4600m) -> Uhuru peak (5895m) -> Barafu camp (4600m) -> Mweka camp (3068m)
Landscape: alpine desert/arctic/moorland 7:00am and the sun is out, but it is 4degC and we lie huddled and shivering in our sleeping bags. Clearly the tent doesn't provide much insulation... today we head to the final campsite before the summit: Barafu camp. Barafu means ice in Swahili but there is actually no water at this camp. The last water point was in the Karanga valley. Along the way we pass by an ill porter sitting on a rock clutching his head. Dickson gives him some medication for his headache and I silently hope he sorts out his acclimatisation problems soon. We reach Barafu campsite at noon to find our tents perched on a narrow, stony and wind-swept ridge, with the toilets located right beside a drop and it is all too easy to step off the edge if you are not careful. We have lunch, nap for 2 hours and take an acclimatisation trek to 4700m, then its dinner and packing our bags for the summit push and we are in bed by 730pm.

{Slownee, a porter}

We rise at 11pm. It's unbelievably difficult having to put your contact lenses on without a mirror and with shivering hands. After some tea and biscuits we shuffle off into the night on our summit attempt wearing fresh socks and clothes (prevents freezing). I am finally using my Ipod, and boy am I glad I've got some music with me. As we ascend past 5000m i am reminded that with every step i take i am bringing myself to an altitude I have never been. It is incredibly windy, cold and dark and the loose volcanic scree makes it easy to stumble or slide backwards. I've been using a platypus hydration system with an insulated cover for the hydration tube and I've been blowing back into the tube with each sip I take, but the tube still freezes so i give up trying to take deep breaths to suck up the water. Drinking less water just means I don't have to worry about going for a toilet break... and what with the 3-4 litres of water I've been drinking daily over the past few days, i should be pretty well hydrated by now!


As we make our way up we pass a porter leading a climber by both hands. Turns out the climber isn't blind, just dizzy from the altitude, and he had started walking at 9pm! At 5500m I switch off my headlamp and head behind a boulder for a toilet break. We reach Stella point (5756m) at 5:30am and take 40mins to walk to Uhuru peak, reaching the summit at 6:20am. As we traverse the crater rim towards Uhuru I find the energy (and breath) to run about 100m. Also Dickson has timed our trek perfectly so our summit attempt coincides nicely with the sunrise! We take a few quick pictures and my hands are shaking so much from the cold that many of the pictures turn out blurry, but the sky looks gorgeous and the glaciers are stunning. As we head down we bump into 2 porters carrying 2 climbers down the mountain to safety. The descent route is steep and full of loose scree and I mutter out loud that I prefer walking uphill any day. Dickson takes my hand and we each grip a trekking pole as we make our way down the mountain. On the way we bump into 3 more porters on their way up to rescue 2 more climbers. By the time we reach Barafu campsite it is 9:00am and we have been on our feet walking uphill (and downhill) through the night for close to 10 hours with nary a break (because of the cold and to prevent fatigue from setting in)!

{Sunrise over the crater rim}

{Roof of Africa}

{How life's like on the summit crater}

{Gorgeous sunrise}




Upon reaching Barafu campsite we nap for 1.5 hours before we have to hurriedly pack our bags and grab lunch to make room for the new crop of climbers streaming in. we make our way to Mweka camp, our last campsite for the trek. The route is rocky and i seem to have caught a chill from arriving at Barafu after the summit attempt, when i shed my summit clothes and stupidly changed into shorts because the sun was out. Dinner today is great, because Dickson gives us Tanzanian brandy and some local food!


Day 7 of trekking: Mweka camp (3068m) -> Mweka gate (1640m)
Landscape: moorland/montane forest

We wake up amidst lots of plants (oxygen!!!) and leave Mweka camp. We are feeling incredibly energetic today and make the descent down to Mweka gate in 2 hours instead of 3. For the first time we actually pass porters along the way and they all look surprised to see us going past them! My porter count is 10... after registration and receiving our certificates we climb into the van which takes us back to the hotel for a good bout of rest.

{Descending the slopes of Kilimanjaro; the day I walked/ran faster than not one, nor two, but 10 porters}


{With Rafael, Natalia and their guide}


{Vital stats: O2 represents the amount of oxygen in my blood and Hbb means heartrate. If I were at sea level and had had 73% of O2 in my blood I'd be in the intensive care unit by now}



{From Spaniars to Singapur. We shared all that awesome, awesome jamón with the Norwegian couple Knut and Ann}

Post-trekking and concluding notes: 
- On being in Africa: we spent 2 hours in Jomo Kenyatta International in Nairobi trying to change our flights so we would bypass Hong Kong altogether and head straight to Bangkok and then to Singapore, but to no avail because the staff were being incredibly dodgy about the whole thing.
- Crossing 4 countries (and 3 time zones) in 24 hours is no joke. Singapore-Hong Kong-Thailand-Kenya-Tanzania and back...
- On Diamox: my sister's friends had strongly advised me to take Diamox before starting the trek. I would have heeded their advice if not for the Tanzanian guides explicitly telling us only to take Diamox if and when we needed it. So I ended up not relying much on Diamox at all, taking 1 tablet on day 3 (for my slight headache) and half a tablet on day 5 (to help me sleep better in the afternoon to prep for the summit attempt - taking sleeping pills lowers your respiratory drive so you shouldn't take them at altitude...)
- On equipment/gear: having the right gear is crucial. I'm glad i ultimately bought (and not rented) most of my stuff. Lesson learnt with the sleeping bag.
- We met 2 Australians on the shuttle to Nairobi, who had taken the 5-day Marangu route and reported seeing a girl carried down by porters on a makeshift stretcher. they told us how one of the porters sent up to the summit (to rescue any climber should the need arise) stopped breathing when he reached the top and had to be put on a drip.
- That being said i still think Kilimanjaro is very doable. The most important thing is adapting to the altitude by sleeping well, eating well, avoiding dehydration and climbing the mountain as slowly as possible. Then again altitude sickness is unpredictable and can hit anyone regardless of their fitness level or how well they try to adapt, so I was extremely lucky to have climbed with very minimal discomfort and a very healthy appetite.

Thursday, 13 January 2011

[Tanzania] Climbing Mt Kilimanjaro (Part I)

Background on Kilimanjaro: Mt Kilimanjaro is an inactive stratovolcano in Tanzania with 3 volcanic cones, or peaks: Kibo, Mawenzi and Shira. Uhuru (Swahili for "freedom") is located on Kibo peak at approximately 5895m, the highest point in Africa. Because of its height, Kilimanjaro creates its own weather system; it is also the world's highest free standing mountain and the 4th most prominent mountain in the world.

{Flying birds with Kilimanjaro as the backdrop makes for a pretty sight} 

Background on the Machame route: there are 6 official climbing routes and Tanzanian authorities stipulate that you must have a trekking operator to take you up the mountain. I chose the Machame route because although you sleep in tents instead of huts and it is steeper, more strenuous and by far the muddiest route, it is also the most scenic and the landscape changes literally every day! Not only are the ascent and descent routes different but the Machame route also adopts a "climb high sleep low" approach to aid acclimatisation.

Getting in to Moshi town: I flew from Singapore to Hong Kong via Tiger Airways, and then we made our way from Hong Kong to Nairobi. Our Kenya Airways itinerary said our flight involved 1 technical stop but didn't specify that it was going to be in Bangkok! In any case I was actually surprised each time my check-in luggage appeared on the conveyor belts, because I was so sure they were going to get lost, stolen, mishandled or misrouted along the way. To counteract that, I'd packed the most expensive/essential items into my carry-on and made a full inventory list of what went into my check-in. We arrived in Moshi town at 4:30pm on 3 January and were scheduled to start trekking on 4 January, so we were clearly running on a tight schedule and couldn't afford many slip-ups...

{In Hong Kong for 12 hours en-route to Nairobi via Bangkok, having just celebrated the sis turning 26 with birthday brunch at Press Room}

{In the sis' flat in Hong Kong}

TRIP REPORT: 

Day 1 of trekking: Moshi town (888m) -> Machame gate (1490m) -> Machame camp (2980m)

Landscape: montane forest (cloud forest) 

The bag my porter is to carry is overweight by 2kg. I quickly stuff the 2kg worth of food I am bringing into my day pack instead, otherwise my porter bag won't make it past the weighing station! The van takes us from Moshi to Machame gate and we start our long slow trek to Machame camp. I am happy to be last in the group because I want to walk up this damn mountain as slowly as possible so I can acclimatise well! The porters quickly pass us by, mumbling Swahili greetings of "jambo" and reminding us to walk pole-pole (slowly slowly). we started around 11:00am and by 4:45pm we reach Machame camp. Our tents have already been set up for us and I am REALLY GLAD I opted for my own tent! I also opted for my own toilet tent, which is incredibly helpful as it means I won't have to fumble around in the cold dark night to use the public toilet and risk stepping off a ridge and plunging to my death. It is only the first night but temperatures are set to approach freezing. as I look up at the sky and shiver I realise I have never seen so many stars in my life, not even in Mongolia. During dinner, our guide Dckson introduces us to... our MOUNTAIN WAITER. 



{Tanzanian man holding a Ukelele belonging to a Japanese man, just after crossing the border from Kenya into Tanzania}



{At Machame Gate, with everyone in nice, fresh and clean clothes, about to start our trek and endure 7 days of not showering}



{The South African brothers forging ahead}


Day 2 of trekking: Machame camp (2980m) -> Shira camp (3840m)
Landscape: moorland

Very enjoyable walk today with Dickson teaching us Swahili. I can now sing a Swahili song! Reached Shira camp (3840m) at 2:40pm and rested for a little bit before doing a short acclimatisation trek lasting for an hour. Insanely cold night where temperatures supposedly dropped below zero. All i remember is waking up every 2 hours because I was freezing in my sleeping bag (that sleeping bag was supposed to withstand up to -35degC!)


{Helipad at 3600m}


{Shira camp}


{Sunset on Shira camp}


Day 3 of trekking: Shira camp (3840m) -> lava tower (4600m) -> barranco camp (3950m)
Landscape: heath/alpine desert

Aside from summit day this is the most exciting/surreal day. It is an incredibly long day, but also an important day for acclimatisation. I wake up to discover that the backs of my relatively new North Face boots have cracked. The day's trek begins with a steep and rocky incline in hot weather till the lunch point at about 4500m where it suddenly gets extremely cold. I get a text message from Nat saying the firm has been trying to reach me urgently but I cannot make calls and can only text and it is freezing!!! We finally reach lava tower and i make the optional (and breathless) scramble up to the top (4700m), telling Dickson i will treat it as an acclimatisation trek. During the descent to Barranco camp, I fall on the loose scree and end up with bruised knees. I also find out that I've gotten my period, which is extremely distressing because I hadn't expected it to come so early so I have neither supplies nor Norethisterone and the guy to girl ratio on the mountain is like 20:1! I even vaguely consider abandoning the climb if i cannot find enough supplies but after A LOT of asking around i manage to get some supplies and my largest supplier asks for an interview! Turns out she is doing a documentary film on the welfare of the porters on Kilimanjaro. Bump into a Swedish guy with tissue stuck up his nose to stem his nosebleed (altitude sickness). I give him 6 Diamox tablets for his son, who had been throwing up while at lava tower. After everything that's happened today, I realise i have a very slight headache - I don't know if its the stress or surrealism of it all, or if I am just dehydrated, or if I actually have altitude sickness - but I am paranoid, so I quickly down 2 Aspirin and 1 tablet of Diamox and resolve to monitor this for the next 24 hours. Today I have also officially given up sleeping in my own tent so I am sharing it with Tim, because it is insanely cold. 

{Lava tower}
{Standing with the greats: Giant Senecios}

{Descending into Barranco Camp and running into a rainbow} 

{Getting my interview done. The documentary on the welfare of Kilimanjaro's porters can be found here. The password is Kilimanjaro} 


See Part 2 of the Trip Report here.