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26 Days In Tanzania 26 Days In Tanzania  by gimpilator

Climbing Kilimanjaro was the biggest dream I ever allowed myself to fantasize about. I first became familiar with Kilimanjaro when I watched David Breashears IMAX film To The Roof Of Africa. At that time I was inspired but not yet into mountaineering. Later, as my interest in peaks grew, I spent many hours poring over photographs here on SummitPost.
The main thing that fascinated me about this mountain was that to reach it's summit you must ascend through 5 distinctly separate zones. In the first zone around the base of the peak, there are many villages which grow coffee and bananas. Above that, between 6000 and 9000 feet, is the forested zone which could also be called a jungle. The vegetation is thick, the rain is frequent, monkeys, baboons, leopards, and elephants are present but not often seen near the climbing routes. Between 9000 feet and 13,000 the heather moorlands are much more open, a place of grasses and brush.

Monte Rosa – in the track
of others Monte Rosa – in the track of others  by hansw

“Can you speak?" I gently asked Freddy when phoning him in early spring 2000. Maybe he was in a vulnerable position on a high mountain where it was not appropriate to take phone calls. "Well...," he answered with a strained voice, adding after some seconds, "I lie in my bed sleeping."

The background was that I this year planed to do what never came off two years earlier: To climb an unspecified number of high summits in the Monte Rosa massif. To the layman the Monte Rosa is a mountain just like the Matterhorn. In fact, the Monte Rosa includes a dozen independent peaks, all above 4000 meters. The Freddy I called was the Swiss mountain guide together with whom I had successfully climbed the Zinal Rothorn the previous year. Five minutes later when Freddy had woke up it was all set. Monte Rosa in August it was to be.

Denali...finally! Denali...finally!  by Tbacon251

Since my sophomore year as a student at Purdue University, when I started climbing and hiking, I dreamt of climbing North Americas tallest mountain; Denali. At 20,320 feet, I knew it would take me a few years until I grew personally comfortable with the technical and environmental challenges of such an adventure. Shortly after the 2009 Cops on Top memorial expedition to Cerro Aconcagua in Argentina, my good friend Steve Janke and I proposed the idea of climbing Denali; again in honor of a fallen police office.

Early in 2010, we launched the planning phase of the expedition that was officially named the 2010 Cops on Top Denali Trooper Michael Haynes Denali Memorial Expedition. Steve and I then started interviewing and selecting team members and pitching the expedition idea to several sponsors. After many phone calls and email exchanges three other team members were selected. They were deputies Nelson Grant and Caleb Pleasants with the Flathead County Sheriffs Office in Montana and Officer Tim Wenthe with the Montana State University Police Department. Sponsors such as 5.11 Tactical, Mammut, Talkeetna Air Taxi, 40 Below, and Primus (to name a few) started contacting Steve and I and eventually became official team sponsors.

North to South ~ The Rawah
Wilderness North to South ~ The Rawah Wilderness  by Bill Reed

Looking back on the relative ease of doing this trip closer to home vs. the difficulties and cost of a Wind River trip, maybe we got what we paid for, but the die was cast.

It was a plan that seemed to make a lot of sense at the time. Instead of spending a day getting to and another day getting back from our usual destinations in the Wind River Range, we’d drive a mear two hours from home to reach our starting point. No motels, no filling the gas tank multiple times and no long approach drives over little used backcountry roads. Definitely made a lot of sense.

Teide, here I come! Teide, here I come!  by rgg

Summer was over, but I really needed a fresh dose of the outdoors. So, where to go, late in season? The mountain refuges in the Alps were closed, and the fresh snow would make things a lot more serious and dangerous, so that was out. In fact, the days were getting shorter already, so northern and central Europe were out as well. The southern hemisphere was too early. Southern Europe perhaps? Northern Africa? Anywhere in the tropics? Cloud cover on the northern coastline of Tenerife Enlarge Cloud cover along the northern coast

How I came to look at the Canary Islands, I'm not sure anymore, but somehow I did. I had heard a little about them, as a hiking destination that is, but never paid close attention, thinking the Canaries were mainly for beach type holidays. However, that changed as soon as I started reading about them: I quickly learned that there was some great hiking to be had on several of the islands, and as icing on the cake, there was Pico del Teide, a huge volcano that was just begging me to come and climb it!

So, I booked a flight, packed my bag and by the end of September I was on my way to Tenerife.

Weekend at Indian Creek Long Weekend at Indian Creek  by Liba Kopeckova

Indian Creek I heard so much about this climbing area and I was both afraid and excited about my first trip. My friends warned me - the first time there, you cannot climb much, sometimes nothing, your hands get beaten up, and you get mentally wasted. There are no easy climbs there, hard to find those few 5.9s. And crack climbing is different, almost like a new sport compared to face climbing. I wondered what will happen to me there. Will I get defeated by those smooth walls with cracks, or will I conquer it? I knew deeply in my heart that I will not accept any defeat. I will eventually crack those cracks!

I got invited to go there over Halloween, but my son had 2 parties that weekend, so deeply disappointed I excused myself. Luckily, my good friend (a first person I met in a storage unit when I was moving to Colorado) Michael Covington offered that he would be more than happy to go climbing there with me the following weekend. And I had 3 days off! Surely enough time to figure out crack climbing. Patience is not one my virtues.

Accursed Mountain of
Destiny Accursed Mountain of Destiny  by kamil

After the moonset everything takes weird colours and shapes. Lichens on the rock look like some black monstrous creepy-crawlies. I still get this wacky impression that there is someone third with us. It must be just a figment of my half-asleep imagination. Jumping and moving my arms I try to warm up. I can’t discern the rock face from the valley below us. There is no more light visible at Gusinje and Plav, maybe just some pale afterglow. In Grbaja I can see two bright lights next to each other. Our Eko-katun perhaps? The Plough has travelled a long way across the sky, only the Pole Star remains in her place, as if she wanted to give us back some sense of reality.

A long day
on Babia Góra - Hillwalking through the eyes of a professional buttsniffer... A long day on Babia Góra - Hillwalking through the eyes of a professional buttsniffer...  by Danteke Zjadaczkakotow

It all began on a time that I was still laying comfortably on Ania's bed, when all of the sudden my nice dreams of chasing and killing big, fat cats were suddenly ended by Ania waking up and starting to get dressed when the sun wasn't even up yet... Like seriously - One of the reasons I sleep with the girl is because she doesn't kick me out of bed on weird hours - like 8am - as that male human does...

Moonlight Buttress in a
Sandstone Fortress Moonlight Buttress in a Sandstone Fortress  by runawayreignbow

"Now this here is a serious violation of the climbing code." Ryan stated in a very stern, stoic manner.

I furrow my brows in expected dismay toward myself while looking up at my climbing partner analyzing my gear placements in a tight, dihedral formation that hangs 30 feet up and right. We're at the Straight Shooter wall in Red Rock Canyon, Las Vegas.

"What....what did I do." I say in a question disguised more as a statement.

Autumn Day on Snowdon Autumn Day on Snowdon  by Big Benn

My last visit to Snowdonia in Wales was in early March this year. That was at the end of my main walking season in those small but wonderful mountains. I just love winter walking in the mountains and 2009/10 had been superb. Indeed I owe Summit Post a detailed TR with photos from that winter. It's coming soon!

I had kept walking during the months since March, some on hills, but mainly local daily walks on small slopes local to my home in Kent, SE England.

But by October I had a yearning to get back to Snowdonia. To see if my summer "training" had kept me sort of fit for the coming winter. And to just enjoy the Welsh mountains in what I hoped would be decent Autumn weather.

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