Have a good week everyone.
So I have done a number of hikes recently but this was really a tough one. I am going ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginning.
I had planned to leave the house for the long trip at 5:30. That’s the time I woke up. Or later. Drove to Ndunyu Njeru junction then drove on an all weather road for ages.
The access to this mountain is nondescript. There is nothing to tell you that you are at the gate. There is no gate. But that is how it starts to fuck you. There is a steep descent into the river, then you sneak in through the fence and start to climb. It is a sharp incline for 2km where it gets slightly flat.
From there you have a gentle climb to the table which is kinda of an anti climax as there is really no signage to tell you are at the top. I noticed as well that wasn’t the highest point though. Did I mention that getting to that table includes walking through marshland and tuft grass that is so thick you can hardly lift your legs.
Then there is the trek to the 7 ponds through more marshland. If you add to this a lost guide, then you have drama. We were saved by ribbons though. And talking of guides, when I arrived at the start point, I was given a guide. Let’s call her Jane. We hardly hiked 500m before I lost her. She was too slow.