Tagged: altitude sickness

@audreycfrank I was alone with the mountain. From my vantage point Mt. Kenya seemed to reach to heaven. I had not made it to the top with my teammates. An hour earlier we had risen in the darkness and begun the final ascent, hoping to catch the sunrise from the highest peak. Halfway up, altitude sickness gripped me and floating black spots blocked my vision. My guide quickly brought me back down the rocky trail. I could barely see him in the blackness. Dizzy and nauseated, frightened I might lose sight of my rescuer, I ran and slid after him down the narrow path. We finally reached the safety of the camp, which consisted of a small wooden cabin with bunk beds and a rudimentary kitchen.… Read More