Loser!

I got there but I didn´t make it to the top :-( With about 150-200 meters to go I got sick and had to return. Alok made it just to the last peak and that`s where he got sick. Manuel pushed on to the very end, but once he got to the top he realized that he had left his camera with Alok. Go figure! So now we`ve befriended a Candian guy who got up there with no problems... and his camara... and tomorrow he might come with us to the absurdly beautiful salty deserts in Uyuni

On afterthought it was a great climb. I have never done anything like it. But I was so scared though! The third and last days of climbing we got up att midnight (!) to make it to the top in time to see the sunrise. The whole way up I felt like crying and for each step I took I wanted to give up and turn around. It was the first time in a very very long time that I`ve felt overpowered like that. Especially when I looked up a 200 meter ice wall that i would have to climb up, knowing that we had only gotten half way, that there were at least two more walls like that... and that I would have to climb them down again. But I did it... or the first two walls at least. I had barely slept at all the two nights camping, my mind was going on a high! And when you think about it it`s quite absurd to climb 1000 meters in a few hours. And even more absurd that you will have to climb down all the way to the bottom of the mountain that same day, first down the glaciers and later on an uneven rock and pebble trail with all your gear and camping stuff. Maybe I thought about it too much or maybe I was still too sick to do the climb... or maybe I`m just not cut out for such adventures. So I got sick. I didn`t know if I felt sick because I still wasn`t fully recovered, because of the altitude, or because of my fear.

But I`m happy for doing it, and once I`m fully recovered I might try doing it again.