Friday, 19 July 2013

The Story of our climb of Mount Elgon



The Incredible Journey –
Mount Elgon Challenge – been, seen and conquered!

When ten people between the ages of 38 -55 signed up to climb an extinct volcano on the border of Uganda and Kenya – few could have imagined that they would be pushed to the limit – physically, mentally and spiritually. That’s exactly what 4,321 metres and 85 kilometres did, but despite the pain the rewards were amazing!




Onwards and Upwards?

No one can adequately describe the shock of the first day. After meeting our guides and porters we set off for the foothills. 

 


After passing through villages full of smiling, curious and supportive locals – Mount Elgon showed some muscle with a vicious gradient and punishing terrain.






There were a lot of silent doubts and more than a little intrepidation as we struggled with kit to the “Wall of Death”. The steel ladder was a goal reached and a tiny sign that we might just make it to the top.

 

An In-Tents Experience.

Camping is a challenge at the best of times – but in a rain forest with endless mud, rain obviously and biting ants, even the most seasoned survivor might struggle. We battled with wet tents, daily wet wipe washes and cold. However, with amazing fortitude and always a smile, our guides and porters cooked for us – lit fires and even dried our clothes. 

  




Our bond with them, and our easy going Welsh leader Jim was going to be the key to unlocking Mount Elgon.

 

The night before the ascent was like the eve of some terrible medieval battle. Early nights and early starts did little to prepare our bodies for the ascent, and Mount Elgon had an extra treat in store for some of us.
 
Taking it to the Top.

Summit day dawned and altitude sickness joined the fray. How can you describe it? Maybe your worst hangover combined with a hefty dose of sea sickness for starters, add in the sound of your heart beating out of your chest and in your head. That doesn’t cover it! 



Taking baby steps was the only way some of us could keep moving – but as Anita so memorably said

  “It is amazing how far you can travel just one step at a time.”

 

And that is how we all got to the top – by taking one step at a time, one breath at a time, and relying on the patience and support of our guides and colleagues.

When the summit appeared through the mists – we were on top of the world! Every pain and doubt just lifted and we knew that we had fulfilled our promise to our amazing sponsors and proved something to ourselves. 

 




The descent was a blur – the elation gave way to exhaustion as the adrenalin wore off. It was dawning on us all – Mount Elgon hadn’t finished with us yet. As far as that mountain was concerned it was game on!

 

No Pain no Gain! 
The assumption that it would be “All down hill from here” could not have been more wrong. Roy astutely observed

 “I didn’t realise I would have to climb so much to get down a mountain”. 

 

Mount Elgon is a huge crater and we hadn’t even skimmed the surface! The camping got wetter, the clothes got filthier, some of us couldn’t get a hand through our hair!!! (yes that was me!!) But Mount Elgon was about to reward in some style.

 


We crossed a plain known as the Caldera and suddenly we were walking in a Jurassic Park – a prehistoric landscape unchanged for millions of years. However, this was no ordinary Caldera – it is the World’s largest Mountain Caldera!

 


Knowing that we were among a handful of people to have witnessed this amazing sight was such a privilege.
Ancient plant life, colossal rock formations and a wilderness that defies description – and an energy born of altitude training!!

 
Our journey downwards took us through the rain forests, all of them alive with the sounds of insects, incredible bird life and chattering monkeys. We walked in ancient bamboo forests and followed in the footsteps of two ancient tribes who live simply and quietly under the vast canopies.

 
 

We entered the secret world of the bats that inhabit an explored system of caverns hidden behind a water fall – and glimpsed another time and space.  

 


Unbreakable Bonds.
Twice our guides took off through the forests to track poachers. Their devotion to their duty – to protect the landscape was so inspiring.
 

It is really hard to describe what those guides and porters meant to us. Some of us exchanged souls with the guides– I know that sounds strange – but there was an intensity about the bond that really had made the difference between success and failure, despair and hope and in some cases it felt like life and death. 
The porters supported us and cared for our welfare. We had no common language except that of understanding and respect, for what each of us were trying to do. I doubt I will ever experience such humility again.

 
Job Done!
The final day brought us to Sipi and again the warmth and welcome of the villagers and especially the children with their joyful greetings of “How are you?” as they emerged from crop fields with the biggest smiles.
 
 

The goodbyes at the end were painful and heartfelt – but that’s not how I will remember Mount Elgon.

So it is with thanks and smiles that I remember.

Debbie for taking her smiles and taking a Tusker beer to the top.
Anita for her fortitude and bravery and her one step at a time.
Amanda for her grace under the worst the camping could throw at us.
Alan for his determination and understanding when the going was almost too tough.
Bruce for the laughs and never say die attitude 24/7
Roy for the patience and support that comes with being a natural motivator.
Sharon for her wit, charm and ready smiles under fire
David for sheer guts and inspiration.
Izzy for being a whirlwind and always full of surprises
Jim our guide for taking us on and guiding his flock to the top.
Our guides their respect, pride and patience
Our porters for making our lives better every day we were on the mountain.

The Real Prize.
But – you say – what was it all about really?
That’s easy – children.

Everyone who sponsored the team has made a difference to a child’s life and to the future of a nation

Meet Claire – she is 6 and lives in the slums of Kampala with her grandmother. She is one of three sisters.
 

Thanks to the money raised by you, which in turn enables Fields of Life to build and fund schools – Claire is clothed, educated and is fed well. She wants to be a doctor and change the lives of the people around her. She’s only 6 but she sees a real future and it is an amazing one. Mount Elgon will mean that hundreds of other children like Claire can get move out poverty and live the life we want for all children wherever they may be.

You did that!

Thank you.
 




































 

















































Monday, 20 May 2013

Bluebells & Blisters - A post by Beverley

With just two weeks to go until we leave for Uganda and the ascent of Mount Egon I decided that it was time for some serious training. Fresh out of my plaster cast, it was time for me to hit the trail - or as we call them in East Sussex, paths!



Starting from Vines Cross I set out for Sapperton Woods -the bluebells have benefitted from a late Spring, in fact this is best I have ever seen them -the scent is heavenly too.



From the woods the path leads into some stunning Wealden countryside.This part of the Sussex Weald was once an industrial landscape. The earth was rich in iron deposits which were worked to make cannons and other weaponry. Today the evidence is in the brown/coppery coloured residue in the streams, cooling ponds (now filled with fish) and some of the local names e.g Furnace Lane and Gun Hill.



Partly following the Weald Way I headed up the hill to Old Heathfield. This tiny hamlet boasts one of the best pubs in the county. The Star is a 14th century Inn nestling in the shadows of All Saints Church. After a brief stop in the pub garden (honestly!) I went to explore the churchyard. Here, amongst some very unusual tombs you can find examples of work by one Mr Harmer. He invented terracotta reliefs for tombstones.



Following the road back towards Vines Cross I stopped to pick up my dog Jazzy and we headed back along the old drover's track towards Maynard's Green and Vines Cross.It was here that I heard my first cuckoo of the season! From the village centre,I crossed the fields which are full of buttercups, and cuckoo flowers to join Vines Cross Road.



Soon I was heading back up the hill through Hidden Springs Vineyard. Its not so long ago that this vineyard was producing wine for HRH the Prince of Wales. Today, there is little evidence of the vines which have been largely replaced with orchards and a camp site.It does,however, have three yurts! These are huge Mongolian tents pitched in the fields above the orchard - they look amazing!
After passing four buzzing bee hives I headed back through the fields to join the track home.
I notched up 15.4K and burnt off 800 calories.I also have the start of two quite impressive blisters- pass the surgical spirit someone!

I'll certainly sleep tonight - and tomorrow those walking boots are going back on.



Tuesday, 7 May 2013

At last a blog update!!

Apologies to the avid followers for the lack of updates.....it's been hectic!!!

Beverley and I went for a nice leisurely walk along the East Sussex coast yesterday. But first, lunch! I had a lovely chicken & bacon bagette, Bev had a tuna salad at The Heron in Pevensey. Great food and a nice garden to sit in.

Once our lunch was adequately digested, it was time to drive to 'Crowlink', near East Dean. The plan was to walk to Birling Gap, along the cliff edge then alongside woodland close to East Dean, onto the edge of Friston and back to where we started.

Birling Gap and Crowlink, near Eastbourne in East Sussex, are part of the world famous Seven Sisters chalk cliffs, one of the longest stretches of undeveloped coastline on the south coast.
One minute you can be walking on ancient downland, the next you could be rockpooling below towering cliffs of chalk. Spectacular, unspoilt views of the sea can be seen from all angles. There are plenty of sheep making a racket (turn up the volume when watching the video below)




Birling Gap provides a point of entry for delightful walks and you can find a National Trust café here on the cliff top. The beach below is ideal for seaside picnics with its rock pools and areas of pebbles and sand. It is a great example of a marine nature reserve.
The wild forces of the sea create unusual chalk platforms and huge heaps of gleaming white chalk as the cliffs erode at up to one metre a year.With over 500 acres of open chalk grassland the area is rich with butterflies and downland flowers.




Once the walk was completed, it was time to make our way to meet the Long Man of Wilmington. The Long Man of Wilmington is a hill figure located in Wilmington, East Sussex, on the steep slopes of Windover Hill, 9.6 kilometres (6 mi) northwest of Eastbourne. It was formerly often known as the Wilmington Giant, or locally as the Green Man. The Long Man is 69.2 metres (227 ft) tall, holds two "staves", and is designed to look in proportion when viewed from below. Formerly thought to originate in the Iron Age or even the neolithic period, more recent archaeological work has shown that the figure may have been cut in the Early Modern era – the 16th or 17th century AD.

After a quick visit of the beautiful local church, we went off to The Giants Rest pub for a quick pint to finish off the day!




Monday, 8 April 2013

Testing the Endomondo App

Endomondo Walking Workout: was out walking 2.96 miles in 1h:18m:06s using Endomondo.

I forgot to start the app until I was on the beach.....DOH!

The training continues

I have been trying to find good locations to train.....The East Sussex coast, near Alfriston has good terrain. I went to take a look today and here's some pictures and video.