Kilimanjaro and the second day on the mountain.
I asked my team to line up so that I could get to know them. Left to right they are William my guide and translator, Samson. God Bless my waiter, another William, Sammy and Ellie, the kitchen porter and Eduardo, the chef.
Just some f the varied flora en route.
The greeting board announcing your arrival to Shira Camp at 3,750 metres.
Shira Cave, formed by a lava flow filling a hollow and a crust formed. When the lava level rose and found an escape, it flowed in a tunnel and when the lava emptied, a cave was left. People used to sleep in there and it could easily house more than a dozen but cracks have appeared in the ceiling and it isn't considered safe now.
Some of the lava formations on the plateau including a dyke.
Another view of the plateau.
My tent at Shira Camp in the centre with the porters tent in blue behind it.
A warm lunch time meal of soup, salad and mixed vegetables.
One of the pigeons that scavenge about the camp.
Another scavenger, a White Necked Raven.
My evening meal of soup and French Bread...
...and the main course rice and Swahili Stew followed by fruit for dessert.
A view down the valley and the clouds that carpeted the lower slopes.
A view across the plateau with a long drop on the edge of the plateau.
And the sun setting behind Mount Shira...going...
...going...
...and finally gone.
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