Not too happy about the cold though. Set off at the bewitching hour to make our ascent. Loaded with ginger tea and salts and water this could easy be a short 4 hour stint or a much longer 6-7 hour numb wandering. It happened to be the latter. That mini fitness we thought we had achieved was put to rest by the harsh reality that we really hadn't done any hiking of note in the past 6 months so this is the price you pay for preparation.
No one was going much faster because only a couple people went past but small consolation when you can't breathe and can barely move.
Full credit to Baltazaar for keeping us in a rhythm so that in the end we finally got to the crater, albeit in a daze, so that we could see the summit and make a final break for it on mental strength alone.
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That was the easy part. Our guides decided to lead us down in leaps and bounds down the loose gravel slope because...well why not. That meant quite the opposite of the slow easy paced ascent. By the time we got to camp it was time for a well deserved rest...or so we thought.
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