WARNING: extremely long post.
This was probably the toughest/most dangerous thing I had ever done in my life. First time I climbed up a mountain/volcano, I had put this item in my list of things to do before I died.. It was my own challenge to push my body to its limits. And my body, if u know me well enough has its habits of breaking down at the wrong time by attacking itself. At the back of my mind I was very afraid that there would be too much sun, not enough sleep and too much exertion that I would not be able to take it and flare up. I prepared myself by taking lots of vitamins and TCM 6 months before, tried to climb bukit timah hill a few rounds, worked out at the gym to prevent that from happening.
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| View from Puri Rinjani |
As the only girl in the group, (this is the second time, first was the backpack Europe trip) another fear was being too slow for the guys and holding them back from reaching wherever we needed to go, so I really tried my best to keep up.. we were 4 guys and a girl - only 1 of us (the youngest and fittest) reached the summit as the road to the summit was just too steep and frustrating and we wanted to save time for the rest of the trekking program.. Even though I did not reach the summit (we were only about 300m away equivalent to 1 hour away according to guide), I felt a sense of achievement just by completing the 4D3N trek.
Thank God for keeping me safe and not spraining my ankle though it gave way so many times during the trek, causing me to stumble...I did not get any rashes/diarrhea/joint pain. Even though I could not sleep half the time. Total amount slept for 3 nites- maybe 8-9 hours? I am the worst sleeper ever, even with ear plugs and an extra pillow i carried around for 4 days. Soooo many things could have gone wrong. But all I suffered were a few blisters, a tan and I came out of this ordeal alive without having to be heli-evacuated. Oh and the volcano didn't erupt!! So I'm alive and kicking to blog about it!
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| Breakfast Time! |
We set off for Lombok on Saturday 10th November on the silkair flight and arrived at about 620pm at the relatively new Bandara Internasional Lombok Airport. We were greeted by
Mr Awenk, the trek organizer we engaged. It was a 2 and a half hour journey to the Puri Rinjani homestay where we would be retiring for the night. On the way, Mr Awenk bought us some street snacks like murtabak, coconut kueh and some keropok, and we demolished all the snacks in no time..We had a home cooked dinner at Mr Awenk's home/office at Senaru which was a nice touch, then we packed our stuff for the trek and went to sleep.
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| Porter and our supplies |
Up at 7am - banana pancakes and coffee for breakfast. The rest of our luggage was kept in the office. The transfer to Sembalun Lawang in a truck took about an hour. Finally started off on our trek!
My backpak was kind of heavy, I really regretted not hiring a porter to carry my backpak. It was a 2 hour trek to the first rest stop where we had lunch. Accompanying us was 1 guide and 4 porters. The porters carried all our sleeping bags, mattresses, tents, cooking stuff, food and water - consisting 2 live chickens as well, plus they wore slippers. RESPECT.
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| Macaques were our companions |
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| Maggi mee soup |
Lunch was maggi mee soup and rice with lotsa vegetables plus hot tea. Thank God we all did not have any stomach problems cos we were doubtful about the water source the porters were using to cook. Then onwards again for another 5.5 hours til we reached the campsite at the crater rim. As we ascended upwards, the path got more difficult as the air got thinner, I had to take more rest stops to recover, some parts were so steep I was on all fours. My hands were all black. I was glad that we had brought trekking sticks along which we used during our practice runs on bukit timah hill. Walking in the clouds was a cool experience too, the higher we went, the colder it got.
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| The cooking station |
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| Rest stop in the clouds- see the white background? |
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Thats me with my orange backpak
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| sunset |
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| Toilet tent- so difficult to use! |
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| live chickens |
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| tiny little trees |
After hours of groveling around in the volcanic ash to reach the campsite, we were greeted with a magnificent view of the crater lake Segara Anak, Gunung Baru, and the surrounding mountain ridges. A toilet tent was set up, with a hole in the ground. I sat in my tent and admired the beautiful sunset around me, as the porters started to prepare dinner. Nasi Ayam Goreng was delicious, what a treat to get fried chicken up on a mountain. After dinner, it was time to sleep because we had to wake up at 2am in the morning to climb to the summit. It was just strange to sleep so early, can't remember when was the last time I went to bed so early, it was difficult to sleep even though I was bushwhacked.
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| Sunset at 6pm |
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| Crater rim campsite |
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| Amazing we climbed so high up |
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| As the sun rose, the sun rays started streaming in across the lake |
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| The Summit |
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My Tent
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I woke up at 1am, started dressing up for the cold, had some tea and biscuits and off we went with our torchlights. I was overdressed. Had to start taking out my jacket after 15 min of walking. It was getting harder and harder to breathe, the terrain was so unfriendly, I kept slipping backwards and was so slow. It was the most difficult part of the climb-1 step forward 3 steps back. Volcanic rocks- bane of my existence. I had to use the surrounding rocks for support, my legs were giving way, the summit looked as if it was getting closer but it still seemed out of reach, after crossing one ridge you see even more ridges, and finally at 6am, 4 of us gave up and started our descent. The guide said that from where we stopped we would take another hour to reach the summit, but that would also mean adding another hour to the descent, perhaps maybe even more, in our physical state. Kinda regretted not working out harder. I was probably too tired from the trek the day before (cos my backpack was so heavy) and the lack of sleep did'nt help either.
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| Admiring Segara Anak |
When we returned to the lake it was time for the chicken slaughter. I didnt have the heart to look at the chickens getting slaughtered. The 2 live chickens became Ayam Bakar. Kampong chicken is very chewy and has very little meat. I gave up after chewing on one piece. The porters took our leftovers and fried the chicken parts again. They also caught some fish for their dinner. After dinner it was time to sleep as it started to rain. Simple life. Climb, Eat and Sleep.
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| The crater lake from the top |
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| Finally we can rest! |
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| In the clouds |
In the morning we headed off towards the crater rim, where most people camped if you took the 3d2n program. It was another difficult climb cos our thighs were aching like crazy. Of course I was the slowest ..... It was as if we were training to become monkeys, some areas are so steep it was like rock climbing, using our arms as well to push ourselves up the rocks. And so we were rewarded with a spectacular view of the lake at the crater rim, and after that downhill again, which I found running was easier than trying to walk, but toes kept jamming against the front of the shoe. Lunch was yummy mee goreng with hot tea and coffee. We were in the clouds again, and there were slight drizzles.
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| Gorgeous lake |
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| Saying goodbye at the office in Senaru |
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So some people I met during the trek said that this is much harder than Mt Kinabalu, so if you are considering going there, you might want to try Mt K first. The terrain is rough even for guys' standards especially the rock climbing parts, the only SUPER difficult part is the last 300metres of the summit push where the air is really thin and rocks are frustrating to the max. The rest is really doable, provided u are prepared to walk for at least 7 to 8 hours a day on an inclination. And of course u can't bathe until u reach the hot springs and the waterfall which is like 2 days later. Wet wipes and prickly heat powder FTW. I must say I enjoyed the trek, getting back to nature, basking in the magnificence of the mountains and feeling so insignificant next to them, everything else just fades away. Simple pleasures of inhaling fresh mountain air, admiring the sunsets, looking forward to a bath at a waterfall, is worth the punishment to the legs and roughing it out, besides, we all lost weight. I felt so proud of myself, I felt so brave to have completed such a feat, it was a feeling I have never felt for a long time.
I would most likely climb Mt Kinabalu next! Or maybe Mount Fuji??? Excited to plan my next climbing adventure! Anyone else wants to sign up?
1 comment:
Awesome! Enjoyed reading your account very much.
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