The Siren Call of Mount Kilimanjaro – Revisited

Mount Kilimanjaro

The Siren Call of Mount Kilimanjaro – Revisited

This is day 9 of the July 2012 Ultimate Blog Challenge! Today’s post is literally one of the most favorite pieces that I have ever written. I consider myself to be quite imaginative when it comes to pretending to be something that I am not….which is adventurous. You will never find me jumping out of airplanes or climbing mountains due to my fear of heights, but there’s nothing wrong with dreaming that you would. I felt the same way about the possibilities of conquering Kilimanjaro. So, I wrote a story about it and here it goes……

 

I spied the heights of Mount Kilimanjaro, at dusk, through the bluish-grey clouds that gave them shelter from prying eyes like mine. Yet through it all, its coquettish beauty was neither easily hidden nor denied but instead was a covenant of spiritual enlightenment.

So, it seemed to beckon, like so many other fools before me, to scale each of its 19,340 feet, if I dared. Was it a trick? Would she lead me into an interminable trap that would ensnare me before my senses could react? Or did she hold the promise of unmitigated beauty meant only for my visage?

I held my breath and began to exhale slowly as I took one long leap forward clinging to branches, rocks, vines—–anything that would keep me lucid, aware, mobile and functioning—-as I made my way up the peak. Up, up, up I go, resting, breathing, walking, pacing, gasping, focused, tired, but unwilling to give up or give in.

The days turn quickly into darkness as I alternately sleep, eat and start all over again until I reach a volcanic boulder field at 14, 500 feet. I can imagine the boulders being molten hot still as my tired, worn feet walk along them. I stop to drink from my hydration pack to cool my now thickened and parched tongue. Yet, at the same time, I feel victorious knowing that I have less than 5,000 feet to go before setting my eyes on Uhuru Peak.

I trudge along, passing another kindred who heeded her siren call. Daylight is breaking once again and I sigh with anticipation as I get closer to Stella Point at 19,000 feet. I’m confused as I see my former kindred turning back around once they’ve reached that point, having considered themselves conquerors, but I dare to go 340 feet further so as not to cheat myself of what was promised to me.

Three hundred forty feet later, I stand alone in the quietness of my long awaited victory. The air is heavy, yet sweeps across my face in a loving kiss. I look down over the horizon and survey the summit. I imagine this is what heaven is like and I sit down and rest my weary bones and wink at the bluish-grey clouds that, thankfully, had lost the battle.

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  • Michelle S. Hawkins
    Posted at 11:32h, 09 July Reply

    Loved the story. You’re an excellent storyteller. So whens the trip. Smile
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  • Steve Rice
    Posted at 11:41h, 09 July Reply

    This is so fun, Renee! I enjoyed it so much. Even though it was imaginative, I felt as if I were right there…which I imagine was what you were shooting for. 🙂

    Thanks for sharing your imaginings.
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  • Overland Travel Adventures
    Posted at 06:47h, 10 July Reply

    What a great story! So well written it makes us feel like we are there. Can’t wait to read the story you write when you really do conquer the mountain 😉

  • Christine
    Posted at 08:10h, 10 July Reply

    I really like this article. Thank you for sharing your experience.
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  • Scott - Quirky Travel Guy
    Posted at 12:32h, 11 July Reply

    Sounds real to me! Of all the big mountains, this is the one I really do want to conquer.
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    • Renee
      Posted at 16:36h, 11 July Reply

      HA…..I just have a really overactive imagination. I have no doubt you will conquer it, Scott.

  • Cathy Sweeney
    Posted at 19:30h, 12 July Reply

    Well done. You convinced me that you must be right there. I was hiking along with you in my imagination, too. In fact, I feel a little tired from the climb. 🙂
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    • Renee
      Posted at 08:19h, 13 July Reply

      Thanks, Cathy! What a sweet compliment! lol

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