Diane checking all the gear before we attempt the 12,500 ft slog up Mt Kinabalu. We spent the night in a road side hostel listening to rats run around the roof but heck a cup of the local coffee and some beans on toast and we are raring to go. Anyways, we rent a couple of walking sticks from the local shop and stroll up the road for the check in and get our guide. A short 4x4 ride gets us to the start, we had chosen to do the alternative, longer route as it has fewer people. A winding path leads up and up through the forest. No one else on the track which is nice. Quite hot and a little humid some nice views open up as we get higher. It's a long old slog to the final stop and I can see Diane is totally spent. Her infected leg ulcer has sapped her energy and she's on the verge of tears. I spent about an hour plying her with sweet tea and chocolate and biscuits before I get a smile back on her face. We just sit there looking out of the resturant sipping tea, watching the cloud drift by, every so often it clears and the face of the mountain is revealed, a huge mass of dark gray rock. We shuffle off to our unheated bunk house at about 7pm for bed.
Pitcher plants by the side of the path
Worth the effort we get the victory shot. The whole of Borneo opening up at our feet from one side to the other the view was breathtaking
Sunrise Mt Kinabalu
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Hi you two! Hope you're having fun, wherever you've got to! We're on Santo taking a little break before heading back refreshed for the next term on Pentecost.
All the best,
Will
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