Learning about the tragic death of South African rally driver, Gugu Zulu, on Mt Kilimanjaro this week brought back some vivid memories of this majestic yet unpredictable mountain in Tanzania.
My fist glimpse of Kili was in 2007 when we were on an overland trip to Khartoum, Sudan. Arriving in Moshi well after dark and pitching our tent at Honey Badger camp I had no idea what was waiting for me in the morning when I wake up. When unzipping the tent the totally unexpected view of Kilimanjaro took me by surprise. Being born and bred in Africa I have always dreamt about seeing Kili. And there it was with its ice cap clearly visible on a cloudless morning!
According to the local people we were fortunate enough to have our timing right as most of the times the top of Kili is covered with clouds.
My next encounter with Kili was seven years later during a Precision Air flight to Zanzibar – this time seeing a totally different view. Although I was feeling queasy during the flight, due to a bumpy ride caused by the weather, I could still appreciated the view. Sadly, this time the snow cap was visibly smaller than seven years ago. A telltale sign of what global warming is doing to our planet!
Seeing the dramatic effect of global warming on Kilimanjaro is part of my determination to recycle and contribute to saving the planet for the next generations to come.
A man should ever be ready booted to take his journey
— Michel de Montaigne