|Me with Mount Kinabalu at the background.|
It was January of 2011 when hubby and I found ourselves packing our bags and taking the flight to Kota Kinabalu to climb the majestically surreal Mt Kinabalu – 4,095 meters above sea level, the lure of Guinness World Records’ world’s highest via ferrata, was so hard for us to resist that we HAD to try it for ourselves.
A via ferrata (Italian for “iron road”) is a mountain route which is equipped with fixed cables, stemples, ladders, and bridges.
The use of these allows otherwise isolated routes to be joined to create longer routes which are accessible to people with a wide range of climbing abilities.
Walkers and climbers can follow via ferratas without needing to use their own ropes and belays, and without the risks associated with unprotected scrambling and climbing. – Wikipedia
Our guide was a silent, yet pleasantly friendly Malaysian guy named Francis – It was THE perfect team.
|Hubby and I at the Timpohon Gate|
The climb started with a refreshing view of Carson’s Waterfalls after Timpohon Gate, 1,866 meters above sea level.
As the elevation increased, lush forest unfolded, flora of all kinds, rock formations that served as our stairs welcomed us as we continued on our seemingly never-ending climb.
The big old trees were such breathtaking sights to behold with their large trunks and the greenest of greens served as our backdrop as we climbed our way towards our destination.
Coming from a tropical country, it was the first time for me to experience 10 degrees Celcius. I took a mental note of thanks for bringing along a pair of gloves, bonnet, thermal pants, 2 shirts, and a warm jacket. Inside Pendant Hut where we were staying, I was freezing.
|Our camera conked out on us and we have to ask for a stranger to take this photo for posterity.
Four months after, he sent us the file via email and we were so happy even if it was a funny unexpected shot.
Upon reaching Low’s Peak – the highest point – we have to have our picture taken at the peak’s signpost for posterity. But since our camera’s battery died out from the altitude, we have to ask for a stranger to take ours!
|The two American US Navy Doctors and us.|
It feels surreal to be transported in a place were you just were looking at in the photographs as posted in the internet and then, actually feeling, being and enveloping yourself with the whole experience – an experience well worth the challenging spectacular climb.
The sunrise was breathtaking – seeing how it slowly casts its rays to the majestic granite rock face of Low’s Peak makes it seem eerie yet beautiful that even a high end cam would not give justice in capturing how it really looks – there was a bluish green metallic glow on its granite as the sunrise started to show its way and make its presence felt. It was one of those moments that make you feel so thankful to be alive.