Mt. Kilimanjaro, Uhuru Peak - 5895m

Ok, so why would you want to pay a shit load  of money to go and suffer for six days on a mountain? I don’t think there could be any fundamental reason why anybody would take themselves out of their comfort zone, away from their friends and family if there is no purpose.

I work in the field of Autism and deal with the struggle of creating meaningful awareness around Autism Spectrum Disorder on a daily basis in South Africa. People just don’t know and care about Autism and therefore it’s my duty to inform people about Autism to be able to improve the lives of the children and adults in the care of Autism Western Cape.

So what was the Kilimanjaro trek about? The objective to create meaningful awareness by taking Autism to the highest level of priority through the symbolic climb of the highest freestanding mountain in the world and also highest point on the African continent. Turned out that our trek was the first summit on Kilimanjaro for Autism from the African continent.

Have I ever climbed a mountain? No, am I not a fitness fanatic, no, it hasn’t been my life dream to summit Kilimanjaro. I am just a parent with an Autistic child who cared enough to get off my butt and do something in which I believe and care about.

This was pretty much the same attitude of the rest of the Kili crew of 9 members, consisting of another dad, granddad, couple of friends and Sean Wisedale our tour leader and guide, who is the first person from the African continent to summit the 7 highest peaks on each continent. Our Kili trek turned out to be his 11^th summit, so we were in good hands.

Are we there yet, I need a smoke!

So, was it tough? The toughest thing I have ever done in my life. Taking one step at a time whilst not being able to breath, nausea, headaches, stomach burning, extremely cold, wet and limited sleep for 6 days. Thinking why am I doing this to myself spinning in your head pretty much most of the time and listing to the dreaded Pole-Pole (Slowly-Slowly) & “Guys we need to keep on moving”

We stayed in contact via some pretty cute technology, Twitter updating our every moment of the trek with Zoopy. We consistently got updated and also chatted to the families back home. Every encounter was very emotional, but at the same time served to keep us motivated based on the awesome amount of support, messages and comments.

The thought of “that’s enough I’m turning back” popped more and more as we went up in altitude, however the constant reminder of why we are doing it superseded all the other stuff. We had to summit, not negotiable. Summit night was the most difficult part with starting to walk to Stella Point (rim of the volcano, yes Kilimanjaro is a non-active volcano) at 11 at night only to reach Stella by 7 the next morning. Frozen water bottles, storm wind, Altitude sickness (Vomiting, extreme headaches, burning tummy, extreme difficulty in breathing etc.) could not stop this group of zombies to get to Uhuru Peak – 5895 m. I don’t know how I got from Stella to Uhuru peak, about a kilometre; I am told I walked like after a bottle of Captain Morgan.

The next I know I saw this sigh, which said, “Uhuru Peak – 5895 m, you are now on top of Africa”. It meant nothing to me at this stage; all I wanted to do is to get off this bloody mountain. It’s was only when I took the small frozen watertight bag out of my backpack, to open the different flags, that’s when I realised what we have done.

We have Put AUTISM on TOP – Kilimanjaro

So what’s next for Jail4Bail in 2010 in contributing to Autism in South Africa by creating meaningful awarness  around Autism Spectrum Disorder?

In planning watch this space heheheh!!