Essential Hiking Gear for Long Treks

We packed a lot of equipment for the trip to Africa and the hike up Kilimanjaro. We were, overall, incredibly well prepared for the experience. While all of our gear was important, some items proved more crucial than others.

Medication & First Aid Kits

Each team member brought their own small first aid kit which proved essential when dealing with cuts, blisters, altitude-induced headaches, and other small maladies. In addition, we all supplemented our standard first aid kits with medications suggested and prescribed by our travel physicians before we left:

  • Ciproflaxacin – A powerful antibiotic that helped ensure that Phil and I overcame some severe stomach issues and made it to the summit.
  • Acetazolamide (Diamox) – A useful treatment for altitude sickness — definitely helped alleviate some of the worst symptoms.
  • Atovaquone/proguanil (Malarone) – An anti-malarial medication. Even with high-quality tents and mosquito netting, I got bitten by bugs (a lot) and taking this as a preventative measure definitely helped keep my mind at ease.

I cannot stress enough the value of consulting the CDC’s website and visiting a travel physician before you leave.


See what you’re doing in the dark. Hike at night without losing the trail or falling on your face. Simple and effective.

Hydration Backpack (CamelBak)

It’s important to drink at least three liters of water per day when any sort of physical exertion is involved. Managing that amount of water with water bottles and ways to carry them can be a huge pain.

Brian and Jared sport a daypack with compartments for camera gear and a water reservoir.

A good daypack-sized backpack (or larger for solo backpacking trips) with a reservoir pocket helps ensure that you have and drink plenty of water while hiking. These bags are offered by many different manufacturers and some have various other utility purposes, such as special pockets for cameras and related equipment.

Water Purification

No matter how you do it  (iodine tablets, filters, or whatever) make sure your water is clean and free of as much bacteria is possible. I spent one day suffering from the consequences of foul water and it is no fun. No fun at all. If you’re using iodine, the water can taste pretty terrible, so after following all of the directions on appropriate wait times for optimum effectiveness, pour in a bit of Gatorade or other additive to help the flavor and add some bonus electrolytes.

A Camera

Jared stops to take a photo of Mawenzi

Many long treks are once-in-a-lifetime experiences. Thousands of photos were taken of our trip (some published to share) and they’ve been a fantastic way to remember what we accomplished and share our experience. Take a camera, lots of batteries, and lots of storage. And, most importantly, take as many photos as possible.

A Deck of Cards

You’ll be spending a lot of time in camp. The day is spent hiking, but late afternoon and evening is a time to rest up for the next day, eat, and enjoy your surroundings. On our way to Kilimanjaro we picked up a pack of counterfeit Coca-cola cards and it was probably the best decision we made all week.

Each night we had a great way to pass the time and keep our minds off pain, ailments, and any other encroaching negative thoughts. Not only were our nightly card games a solid source of old-fashioned entertainment, but they served to really bond the four of us as a team.

A Good Hat

Your hair can get pretty unpresentable. Cover it up. Either with something seasonal or with something to look a little like Indiana Jones.

Lessons Learned – What our journey has taught us.

A year ago we had a random idea to climb a large mountain (and do it for good cause). We didn’t really understand what it would take to get to the summit of Kilimanjaro, let alone raise money for a charity. Now that our trek is complete and our charity efforts are poised for transition, we’d like to share a bit about what we’ve learned from our successes and failures.

1. Find a Story

We all now know how Phil has coped with cerebral palsy his entire life, and about the treatments and therapy he received as a child that made it possible for him to embark on our trek. All of these make compelling reasons to support Phil’s efforts and contribute to groups like United Cerebral Palsy of MetroBoston — an organization that shares our desire to show that everyone deserves to live life without limits.

Phil preparing for the final day at Kilimanjaro.

Phil preparing for the final day at Kilimanjaro.

When thinking about what to do to for charity, give careful consideration to what connections you have with the causes you would like to support. These connections help motivate your team (none of us gave helping with this charity a second thought) and project, but also develop interest from your supporters. It is important to be passionate (which is easy with a good story) about the cause you select — it’s noticeable and will help your cause.

You will encounter challenging times during your journey to raise money and plan a trip. It will be your passion that will keep you moving forward.

2. Create a Brand

You may not set out to start a corporation, or even establish a long-lasting charity, but starting with a consistent brand that your supporters can connect to, identify with, follow, and remember is critical to maintaining an audience. Pick a name that’s meaningful to you, but broad enough to move on with if you decide to continue in a different direction; stick with the same style across all of your distributed content; and present yourself as an organization (no need to be too stuffy about it, though).

Climb for Cerebral Palsy Poster 3

You may not consider yourself a brand, but it’s important to establish trust and consistency in a brand when working with donors and non-profit organizations.

3. Start Local

Go with who you know first. Local these days doesn’t necessarily mean who lives nearby, but rather reflects the connections you already have. (Except for food. Fresh fruits, veggies, and meat are delicious!) Reaching out to close friends, family, and coworkers is a good way to build a foundation (or more) for your charity. Over 75% of the donations we received for UCP of MetroBoston were from people we know first hand.

One of the biggest challenges we faced was connecting with strangers for support. It’s important to not start out expecting to receive a majority of your donations from people outside of your existing network of family and friends. That said, from this starter group you can branch out with more confidence to sponsors, donors, and the media.

4. Develop Strong Partnerships

Phil presenting the first donation to UCP of MetroBoston

Phil presenting the first donation to UCP of MetroBoston

We went with the more traditional meaning of “local” when choosing our primary partner, UCP of MetroBoston. Because they shared our main principles and gave us the opportunity to support people with disabilities in our area, UCP of MetroBoston made an ideal partner to enhance our charity efforts. Not only that, but the meaningful alignment of charity event and partner organization provides a mutually beneficial marketing opportunity.

You are able to provide your partner organization with a pre-packaged story for marketing material and events, allowing them to spread the word of your efforts and increase awareness and interest to their existing audience. Similarly, the newer audience developed by you is introduced to a non-profit organization and cause that they may not have been familiar with, increasing awareness and interest for the partner group. In addition, an established non-profit likely has connections to traditional media outlets that they are able to leverage on your behalf.

5. Network

Developing connections is always important. Small-business people willing to participate in event fundraising, invested individuals that enthusiastically spread the word, and volunteers can make or break your efforts. Joining events for other non-profit organizations, setting up meetings through mutual acquaintances, or just putting yourself and your cause out there with a call or email is all it takes to start to get to know others interested your efforts.

We were able to get published in the media and generate other opportunities through simply reaching out via social media, email, or telephone to other groups and individuals. For instance, we developed great connections with other Boston University-related organizations, the Boston University Outing Club and Project Mailbox, who helped us raise additional money with joint fundraising efforts and get into a couple of BU- and Boston-centric publications.

The more you reach out, the more likely you will find that one opportunity that helps bring awareness to your charity project.

6. Host Events

Fundraising event with Massachusetts Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu

Find a way to connect your charity with the interests of others in your area. Holding events for screenings, food festivals, or sports provide a great chance to spread the word to others about your charity and get to know your audience. We found events to be a very efficient way to spread awareness and get others involved with your story and cause.

Our experience with the REEL ROCK screenings was fantastic. Not only did we add to our group of followers and raise money through ticket sales, but we also connected with amazing local businesses interested in our cause. Another example is a jiu-jitsu seminar that was run by one of our sponsors, which provided an opportunity for us to meet some great new people from the area and raised over $1,000.

7. Build a Community

Each of the steps outlined in this article all have a common theme: building a community of like-minded people that support your cause by donating, sponsoring or participating in events, and/or volunteering to help raise money for your cause. Marketing in a world of websites and social networks is not about big-money interruptive ads. As a non-profit or charity event with fewer resources at your disposal, it’s all about taking advantage of the relatively cheap methods available with online media and grassroots event fundraising to start conversations and build connections that can really extend the reach of your project.

To the Roof of Africa – Part Two

The conclusion of a two-part series chronicling our trip halfway around the world and up the tallest mountain in Africa, along with my reactions to it. If you haven’t yet, be sure to read the first entry.

Trek Day 1 – To the mountain

“How are doing? You will be good. Remember, just polepole.” says Leo, as if sensing our slight apprehension when the van full of porters arrives.

Polepole is a Swahili word meaning “slowly” that we had already heard a few times prior to our trip, and way more often upon arrival to Tanzania. It has become an unofficial slogan of Kilimanjaro and the surrounding areas, as it is the best advice for travelers seeking to summit the 19,341-foot mountain.

The morning of our departure for the mountain is crisp and the massive 23-passenger van (with two porters having climbed atop) sits in the lodge driveway being loaded. Once our gear is packed up and the cargo strapped down, the porters hop off the roof and into the back. Brian, Jared, Phil, and I climb in after Leo, and the massive vehicle jostles down the bumpy road onto the streets of Arusha. As the van pounds over speedbumps and potholes, it’s filled with the jovial conversations of porters in Swahili (not a single word of which we can understand). Leo leans back from the passenger’s seat and lets us know it’ll be about 45 minutes until our next stop.

Our van fully loaded.

The trip from Arusha to our first stop just outside of Moshi takes us over roughly-maintained highways where road rules are impossible to decipher and hardly enforced. Leaving the concrete complexes of the city, we begin to pass through villages made up of collections of shacks built from corrugated metal mixed with small, single-story cinderblock stores and bars. Occasionally we careen by a fenced complex with a larger Western-style home at its center.

Once through Moshi, it’s another hour and 15 minutes to the Mount Kilimanjaro National Park entrance at Marangu gate. Here our guide pays all applicable fees and completes the necessary paperwork as enforced by the parks agency.

Back in the van we return to even rougher and more narrow roads for the final two hours around to Nao Maru on the north-east side of Kilimanjaro, nearly over the border to Kenya. We’re taking the Rongai Route up, the only trail that travels through the northern half of the park. I ask Felix if any Kenyan trekking companies are allowed to bring groups up the mountain.

“This is a Tanzanian mountain.” he replies, with an intense amount of pride in his voice.

Our guides: Leo (left) and Felix (right).

While the van’s cargo is unloaded into dozens of smaller bags, we’re brought lunch in a covered lean-to overlooking the Kenyan plains — service that we were not expecting. Soup, fresh fruit, vegetables, and tea are spread out before us and are a welcome sight after a long morning drive.

Once lunch is finished and we’re packed for the day’s walk, we start to head out with Felix while the porters and Leo measure out portions of cargo. Tanzanian park regulations limit the carrying capacity of a single porter to 20 kilograms (over 40 pounds) and park rangers strictly enforce this rule; on our way out we pass the Rongai Gate ranger screaming orders to a growing line of porters waiting at the scale, divvying up gear to come as close to 20 kilos as possible without going over.

Our porters depart.

Encumbered with only cameras, water, and rain gear, we make our way through the first climates zones of Kilimanjaro. The path is well groomed, and only slightly sloped. Passing through farms and tended forests of lumber trees, the trail slowly tapers and enters the rainforest.

The porters, carrying far more than we are, swiftly walk by on their way to the night’s camp. When we arrive, the camp is completely assembled — a remarkable feat for having just outpaced us on a four-and-a-half-mile hike carrying 44 pounds of gear. We’re brought another delicious meal with locally-grown tea. After dinner and a quick game of cards, Leo arrives in our tent to brief us on the next day’s travels.

Lala salama.” he says as he exits the tent. “Sleep well.”

Trek Day 2 – Entering the clouds

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Though a bit chilly getting out of the sleeping bag, the morning is comfortable and clear. The day starts at 6:30 a.m. with breakfast and the re-packing of sleeping bags and daypacks. While the porters carry most of the clothing and equipment, trekking companies encourage hikers to pack a smaller personal bag with rain gear, snacks, water, and anything else you might need on a single day’s hike. Our daypacks (each with a CamelBak reservoir) weigh in around 12-16 pounds when full — an embarrassingly small amount considering.

The porters have nearly broken down the entire camp by the time we’re ready to go, and we set off down the trail with a sense of urgency and optimism that is sure to fade by the end of the week. The first hike of the day is only three and a half miles to the lunch stop, but we ascend nearly 3,000 feet.

Second Caves

This stop at Second Caves camp is often the end of the day for trekkers doing the six-day Rongai, but since we’re taking an extra day on the mountain to increase acclimatization, we hit the trail again for another six miles and 600 feet of elevation gain.

Our day is spent mostly in the moorlands of Kilimanjaro with open skies above us, constant far-reaching views of the Kenyan plains below us, and Kibo Peak looming in front. The sun keeps the day nice and warm, but we begin to make our way into the clouds by evening, and the night’s camp is shrouded in a dense fog.

Trek Day 3 – Feeling the elevation

Now that we’re over 12,000 feet, packing and unpacking gear begins to become more of a chore as heavy breathing is induced by the smallest effort. Today is a shorter day’s hike (just over two miles) to a hollow at the base of Miwenzi, one of Kilimanjaro’s three volcanic cones: Kibo (the tallest), Mawenzi, and Shira. Now mostly above the clouds, the views around our camp are magnificent; puffy white fields with blue skies above them.

Felix (top), Jared, Phil, Brian, Austin, and Leo near the top of Mawenzi

Our camp is at ~14,000 feet tonight, but we take another short, two-mile hike, gaining another thousand feet of elevation to better acclimatize before we return to our camp in the hollow. This method of hiking high during the day and sleeping at lower elevations optimizes acclimatization.

Trek Day 4 – Across the divide

We’ve gotten used to the daily routine now, although the changing landscape keeps things entertaining. The day’s five-mile hike brings us back down 2,000 feet of elevation, giving our bodies time to recover after the previous day’s acclimatization excursion. As we leave our camp this morning we come across the wreckage of a small passenger plane. In 2008, the plane crashed at over 14,000 feet killing all four tourists on board and severely injuring the pilot. This sudden encounter with mortality momentarily sobers the mood and brings to mind the dangers we’re facing in this alpine desert. In the distance we have a completely clear view of the peak and the trail we’re going to take to the summit in under 48 hours.

The passenger plane that crashed near the base of Kilimanjaro in 2008.

The lower elevation of camp means slightly easier breathing and a better mood for the team overall. Playing cards and drinking tea in the mess tent is a great way to pass the time and spend a few hours taking our minds off of more hiking, more camping, and more of the food that, after having started as delicious and filling, has started to become a chore.

“How do you feel about our chances?” Phil asks during our evening briefing.

“You’re good. No worries at all. Just polepole.” says Leo, casually. “Kesho. Tomorrow.”

Trek Day 5 – Coping

The morning of day five.

The promise of the fifth day — being only hours from the start of the summit bid and only days from being back to civilization (and a shower) — fades quickly as Phil and I begin to realize we’ve been stricken by a horrible, horrible water-borne illness. My aunt and uncle that had traveled to Africa before had warned me that this was guaranteed, but I was hoping to get lucky. The day’s hiking cannot be prevented, so we hope it is just an upset stomach, take an assortment of antacids and heavy metals, and begin the walk to the last camp before summit. With my stomach in pieces, eating was out of the question, so not only am I hiking with some sort of intestinal bug, but I’m also running a deficit on calories. Not a good start to the day.

Although the walk from Third Caves to School Hut is only two and a half miles, we gain just shy of 3,000 feet in elevation in a matter of hours. Hours made even more excruciating thanks to my severe lack of energy. The cocktail of medication improves things, if only slightly. Our guides notice my extreme drop in energy and strength and offer to carry some of the weight in my daypack. Reluctantly, I offer Felix my camera and hefty lens to lighten my own load — something I had hoped would not be necessary during this trek. After only a few stops to regain my strength, the whole team (everyone else faring much better than me) arrives to camp at roughly 15,500 feet. The elevation becoming incredibly apparent, making the simplest tasks more difficult — each breath unrewarding.

Looking back down towards Kenya on the way up to School Hut.

Leo suggests Phil and I take the Ciprofloxacin (an incredibly powerful antibiotic) that was prescribed to us by our travel physicians. We hastily oblige, and I slowly crawl into the tent for a long afternoon nap to hopefully give my body time to recover.

Waking up in time for dinner, I attempt to force down food to make sure I store up some energy for the hike to the summit that starts at 12:00 a.m. I hadn’t worried about my ability to make it to the summit until now — the altitude seems worse than when I went to sleep, I struggle to find the energy to walk between tents, and organizing my clothing and gear for the midnight hike seems impossible.

“Still think we’ll make it?” Phil asks Leo after dinner.

“Absolutely. 98 percent sure. Polepole.” he says.

Polepole.” I mumble.

Trek Day 6 – To the summit

Awake at 11:00 p.m. and miraculously feeling mostly better, I stumble out of the tent, choke down a cup of tea, but am sad to discover my appetite hasn’t returned. That said, I’m better off than Phil, who at this point refuses to get out of bed and doesn’t make an appearance until just before we’re set to head up the trail.

Today’s final ascent of almost 4,000 feet is only a bit more than three miles, starting on switchback trails up a loose scree slope. The team today is reduced to the two guides along with two porters while the rest of the crew is led around the lower slopes to the camp we will return to after the summit.

Stars over Kilimanjaro.

The six hours of hiking under the stars to the rim of the volcanic crater are grueling, but not impossible. In the early-morning hours, all I see while hiking is the path in front of me lit by our headlamps and the twinkle of other groups in the distance below and in front of us. A few hours into our hike, our trail joins with the summit trail of the more popular Marangu route. As we approach the path, lights from hundreds of hikers zig-zag up and down the mountainside.

We begin to pass by others headed to the summit. Some simply resting, others having reached their limit; laying on the ground or retching behind large boulders, a sight I try to push from my mind as we continue up the seemingly endless slope. The back and forth up the trail goes on for hours. The temperature continues to drop, and our water bottles and reservoirs begin to freeze completely.

Though difficult, the climb at night is oddly peaceful. Especially when I turn off my headlamp and look above to the crystal clear skies full of stars, or down below to the endless path of headlamps bobbing their way along thousands of feet down the western face.

Finally the monotony breaks as we reach Gillman’s Point at ~18,700 feet. Here the trail changes from switchbacks of deep gravel to a somewhat flatter path between large boulders and through six inches of snow cover. The sun is starting to come up, and the breathlessness and lack of energy are momentarily driven from my body. We start to gain amazing views of the crater to our right and the Tanzanian plains to our left. From here it’s just over one hour until Uhuru Peak, the highest point in Africa.

The elevation is punishing, and the pace incredibly slow for the grade of the trail. Polepole, I remind myself and keep trudging forward behind Felix and Phil, now recovered from his bout of demotivation this morning and charging up the mountain. Passing by Stella Point with only a quick break, we carry our momentum forward, now incredibly close to the summit. Thoughts of fatigue and rest wobble in and out of my mind — I think the lack of oxygen, energy, and nutrients has limited my ability to really comprehend anything but moving forward.

A view west from near the summit.

Emerging from between two large piles of boulders, the sun streams down on an open, flat area about 50 feet wide — the ash crater on one side and a steep slope dotted with glaciers on the other. In front is a crowd of people, and a sign made up of multiple pieces of green plastic with yellow lettering. We’ve made it to the summit, now only yards away. The emotion is overwhelming as the thoughts of the previous six days of hiking and months of preparation come to mind. I’ve done it. We’ve done it. We’re at the top.

The team at the summit marker.

Nearly sixty people are collected around the summit sign. I stand beside it for a moment and stare, and then the guides and my teammates gather around to celebrate and take photos with our banner. After a few moments, the glory fades a bit and the stinging wind and bitter cold slam back into mind. Time to go down.

Christopher, the senior porter, leads the descent.

We hastily retrace our steps, a bit more energized than before. Waving and wishing good luck to the familiar faces heading up the trail. Once more quickly passing through Stella Point, we arrive at Gillman’s and the porters produce Pringles and candy, possibly the greatest snack I’ve ever had. And we’re thousands of feet above the floor of Africa.

After Gillman’s Point, we’re brought to the edge of the scree slope we meandered up in the dark. Now I can see why this single part of the climb took six hours (and I’m glad it was in the dark): six- to eight-inch deep crushed stone on a slope nearing a 50-degree angle. After watching a couple of other hikers and Felix start to descend, I start cautiously down the path. I quickly learn that this is not the way to do it. Instead, long running strides that bring you ten feet down the mountain are the least stressful on the legs. It’s also the most fun.

One of the Maasai porters slides down through the deep scree.

Thousands of feet of descent fly by as we quickly climb down from the summit over the next couple of hours. A short stop for lunch at Kibo Hut (~15,500 feet) and we descend 3,000 more feet over nearly six miles before arriving at Horombo Hut.

Trek Day 7 – Leaving the park

The last view of Kilimanjaro before we depart Horombo Hut.

“The last day, Christopher.” I say to the senior porter after he arrives with tea.

The abundance of oxygen at this relatively low altitude is invigorating and, even though my appetite is still spotty, the trip down the remaining trail moves quickly. Today’s hike of nearly 12 miles brings us down another 6,000 feet. Stopping only a few times on the way, we outpace most of the other descending groups of climbers and soon arrive at Marangu Gate, where we first stopped to pay fees, get permits, and stretch our legs. Here, the team signs out while the porters finish packing the van.

Returning to the bumpy roads is jarring both literally and figuratively; the week in the wilderness is finished, and we’re back to traveling at speed down bumpy Tanzanian highways. We stop for a lunch of burgers and fries back in Moshi (close enough to American-style to pass after too many days of soup), pick up a few souvenirs, and then travel the rest of the way back to our hotel in Arusha. A shower, a few beers, and another meal brings the week of trekking to a close.

The team and Leo with the certificates we received for successfully reaching the summit.

Back Home

We spend the better part of the next three days relaxing, and take a too-short adventure to Ngorongoro crater (more on that another time). Time is passed playing cards and talking with other hikers on their way to the mountain. So far it’s difficult to really comprehend the achievement of the previous week. The evening of our departure arrives; we bid farewell to the friendly lodge manager and clamber into the car taking us back to the airport — still a bit sore from the trip to Uhuru.

It’s good to see the tiny airport again, and soon enough we’re packed back into an Airbus A330 bound for Amsterdam (after a stop in Dar es Salaam). Unfortunately, a mishap with seat assignments has left the team scattered throughout the plane, so I’m crushed in a middle seat next to a well-muscled fellow whose neck and shoulders take up the entirety of his seat and a good portion of my own. Luckily, I sleep through a majority of this flight.

Through another round of airport security, along the jetway, and buckled back into a less-crowded plane. We’re hours away from home, but still sad to have left such a remarkable place.

It’s peculiar to see Logan again. Without much thought, we’re swept along with the crowd through customs (my box of delicious stroopwafels officially declared), to baggage claim, and out the door to our ride back into the city.

Down Storrow Drive in what seems an instant, Phil’s dropped at his door and I’m suddenly back in my apartment with little left of the trip but memories. The experience is hard to put into words, but it was amazing. We were lucky enough to travel to a part of the world very few can or will get to see. We put in months of work and planning. Hours of exercise and fundraising to make sure our efforts aren’t just a vacation to Africa, but a way to raise awareness for a good cause.

Before leaving everyone said this trip would be a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Having traveled halfway around the globe to a third-world country and up a 19,341-foot mountain, I now completely agree. Not because I don’t intend to have similar adventures in the future, but because the entire trek was so enjoyable and so unique, that there’s not a chance that it will happen twice.

More photos of our trip can be found on Flickr.

To the Roof of Africa – Part One

Part one of a two-part series chronicling our trip halfway around the world and up the tallest mountain in Africa, along with my reactions to it.

Preparing for Departure

Packing was an interesting experience, but I’m done early, so now there’s nothing to do but think about what’s to come of the trip. The last of my runs before our departure mark the end of months of training to prepare. Though I’ve never traveled outside the Western Hemisphere, that aspect of the trip is far from my thoughts when I finally have the time to consider what it will take to hike for seven days, camp in the African wilderness for six nights, and reach elevations far above anything I’ve experienced. Nervous doesn’t appropriately describe it. Excitement is too optimistic a word for it, but fear and self-doubt never enter the picture. Not knowing how I felt about the situation adds to the confusion.

The time to head to the airport arrives. Check the bags one last time; pack the passport, cash, and wallet someplace safe but accessible; and head out the door to Brian’s car. That’s all to be done. We’re on the way.

To Amsterdam

Arriving at the airport, we haul over 30 pounds of gear a piece to the check-in counters. Brian, Phil, and I rendezvous with Jared and, with brightly-colored daypacks as our carry-on baggage, begin the winding path through security.

Documents checked, shoes in a bin, belt off, and electronics out. All familiar steps.

And once we’re through security, Toto’s “Africa” comes on over the loudspeaker of Boston Logan’s Terminal A.

Very appropriate.

Logan is the last thing we will see of the States for nearly two weeks, so we commemorate with a beer at the airport bar. The distraction is a kind reprieve from thoughts of what’s to come. Then we take a dose of anti-malarial medication and head for our gate.

The Layover

Stopping at Amsterdam’s Schiphol airport suddenly brought the long-distance travel aspect of the trip back to mind. A massive airport seeing nearly 50 million passengers every year, Schiphol is located 20 minutes outside of Amsterdam. Though our four-hour layover isn’t quite long enough to leave the airport, the stop instantly expands the world I’ve lived in — hearing dozens of languages spoken throughout the terminals as we walk from one wooden clog-selling store to another. The country of origin of every passing group different from the one before it, this place is a massive intersection of Europe and the rest of the world. Even still, business is done in English, making our time spent here simultaneously eye opening and comforting.

Austin & Phil waiting at Schiphol

A stop at an Irish pub, a quick nap in some uncomfortable terminal seats, and then back in the air.

First Experience of Africa

Prior to stepping off the plane, I had no idea what to expect. Films tend to portray rural African airports with dirt runways and chickens running in front of planes. I had also heard that Kilimanjaro International Airport was one of the better airports in East Africa. With no comparative data, that wasn’t a very helpful description.

What greeted us was something I couldn’t have accurately imagined. The large Airbus A330 taxis to within 100 yards of a building smaller than your average Best Buy. One entrance path leads into an open room now filled with European and American tourists weary from the eight-hour flight. Waiting in line for our visas, the sound of ceiling fans blowing warm, muggy air mingles with the buzz of insects’ wings as they flit around the open lobby.

Our plane outside Kilimanjaro airport

As with Amsterdam, all interactions are done in English. We clear the visa office, baggage claim, and customs without incident to meet our trekking company’s representative and two other Americans who are departing for Kilimanjaro the next morning.

We throw our gear to the driver loading the van’s roof rack, hop in, and start down the dark, bumpy, two-lane highway towards Arusha. The breeze through the open windows alternates between the crisp freshness of early morning, the smell of smoke from farmers burning their fields for the next round of crops, and the distinct aroma of wildlife. The air, no matter its smell, is a welcome change after over 24 hours in planes and airports.


Our first day in Africa is spent adjusting to the time difference and preparing (mostly mentally) for the coming week on the mountain. After an unremarkable Western breakfast of omelets with toast, we take a walk down the road from our lodge into the central part of Arusha, a massive city of 1.5 million people (fourth largest in Tanzania).

Our lodge in Arusha

“Don’t bring your passports or important documents with you,” says our lodge’s manager before we head off. “The streets aren’t entirely safe.”

Passing by glimmering buildings built by Chinese investment companies alongside ancient concrete homes, we leave the portion of the city formerly occupied by British settlers prior to Tanzania’s independence in 1961; a section of the city once mostly off limits to locals, but now owned by Tanzanian business people who purchased the old homes and estates and turned them into hotels, bed and breakfasts, and lodges for tourists.

The center of Arusha is a bustling urban environment mashing together many aspects of humanity. The HIV/AIDS epidemic of previous decades has left 1.4 million Tanzanians still afflicted and thousands of orphaned children on the streets. This combined with an unemployment rate above 10% and Tanzania’s largest industry (agriculture) suffering from a multi-year drought has produced a harsh social and economic environment with tourism being the only sector of continued growth.

Mount Meru just outside the city of Arusha

We wander through the hazy city: crowds on the street, some selling miscellaneous knick-knacks to tourists; hectic traffic full of cabs and minibuses literally overflowing with passengers; and the massive market that brings vendors from days away. We are left with only a narrow sense of how life in this country is for locals, but it is far from what we’re used to.

Meeting Our Guide

After our return to the lodge, we wait anxiously in the courtyard for the guide that will be leading our team up Kilimanjaro, the guide that takes us to the roof of Africa and back and then repeats it again with another group of tourists two days later.

Two well-dressed, relaxed men walk up to shake our hands. Leo, our chief guide and excellent English speaker, is an incredibly laid-back individual that seems to be able to assess and react to any situation with patience and accuracy — a perfect candidate for someone you’re placing so much trust in. Our cook on the trek, Shukuru, has also joined Leo to learn of any dietary allergies or preferences, but remains fairly quiet while Leo describes what is to come tomorrow.

I get a sense that this meeting is as much to answer our questions as it is for the guide to see how well prepared we are to attempt to summit a 19,341-foot mountain over the course of the next week. 30 minutes of dizzying conversation about when we leave (7:30 a.m.), how long the drive is to the Rongai Gate (well over four hours), and how far we’ll be hiking upon arrival (just over four miles) passes in an instant and we’re saying goodbye to two faces we’ll become extremely familiar with over the next seven days.

“Kilimanjaro is my office,” says Leo. “And I’m ready to get back to my office.”

Part two coming soon. More photos of our trip can be found on Flickr.

Phil checks back in with Fox 25

Phil stopped by the Fox 25 morning news again to talk a bit about our experience on the mountain, our message, and our team.

Packing for Kilimanjaro

Just visiting Tanzania for over a week would require an immense amount of luggage and packing. The task of bringing enough to climb Kilimanjaro (a mountain that brings you through five climate zones from base to summit) did not put me in the greatest of moods. However, the process of collecting and organizing all the gear turned out to be interesting and therapeutic (organization!).

Our trekking operator provides some larger items like tents and sleeping pads, and many operators also provide additional rental equipment such as boots and sleeping bags (yikes). However, a fair amount of our equipment is flying with us. My checked bag weighs in at about 43 pounds (7 pounds under the airline’s weight limit for free checked baggage) and my carry-on managed 11. Luckily some of that weight will not be making the trip up the mountain.

What’s Included

Most trekking companies have their own recommended gear lists, but here are some of the highlights of mine.

Communication & Electronic Equipment

  • iPhone 4s
  • iPad 2
  • International power adapter/converter
  • Mercury 4s solar charger
  • Nikon D80 + 18mm-200mm lens + spare battery

Water Supply

  • Camelbak 100oz./3L reservoir
  • Camelbak Thermal Control Kit
  • Climb for CP water bottle
  • Sawyer Squeeze .1 micron water filtration system


  • 5L dry bag
  • 25L dry bag
  • 35L dry bag
  • 25″ x 42″ canvas duffle bag
  • Camelbak Highwire + rain cover (carry-on bag and the day pack for hiking Kilimanjaro)

Clothing & Accessories

  • Balaclava
  • Base layer pants + shirt (for summit day)
  • Calf  gaiters
  • Down-filled jacket
  • Fleece jacket
  • Gloves
  • Lightweight, breathable pants + shirts
  • Lightweight, waterproof pants + jacket
  • Many pairs of hiking socks
  • Polarized sunglasses
  • Sweat-wicking t-shirts
  • Wide-brimmed hat
  • Wool cap


  • Lightweight hiking/camp shoes
  • Waterproof hiking boots

Other Stuff

  • First aid kit
  • Headlamp
  • Notebook + pencil
  • Passport + other travel documents
  • Prescription drugs (for malaria prevention, food poisoning, and altitude sickness)
  • Sleeping bag
  • Textbook
  • Trekking poles (I don’t really like using poles, but Phil demanded I bring them)
  • Watch

Team Luggage

So now that you know what we’re carrying and the day we’re leaving, please don’t rob us on the way to the airport. Thanks!

Jiu-Jitsu Benefit Seminar

“The room was filled with a lot of very tough people. We have the most generous people in the Boston BJJ Network and everyone took time out of their day to support a great cause. That just shows how selfless everyone is, and we are lucky to have each other. We all share a common bond with training together.” – Mike Pellegrino, Massachusetts Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu

Some of the team and I attended a Brazilian Jiu-jitsu benefit seminar for United Cerebral Palsy of MetroBoston and Climb for Cerebral Palsy this weekend. It was an awesome time, and a great way to spread our cause to amazing people. Hosted by Massachusetts Brazilian Jiu-jitsu, the event opened with a few words from Mike Pellegrino(co-owner), and a short introduction from me. The first half of the seminar was taught by Derek Stevens who trains out of Port City Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. The second half of the seminar was taught by Jimmy Quinlan, who is featured in season 17 of the Ultimate Fighter on FX.

Brian was there to photograph the event (plenty of pictures of my performance are on Facebook), while Jared and I learned some new moves. Both of the instructors were excellent and everyone there came away with new skills.

Overall, our seminar was a success raising $1,005 for United Cerebral Palsy of MetroBoston. Mike Pellegrino, a big supporter of ours, runs the Mass BJJ gym, which is also one of our fantastic sponsors.

“We have the same warrior spirit in life to never settle for what we’ve been given and to always strive to improve. Each of us is lucky to be able train as we want. Jiu-jitsu teaches us to never give up no matter what the situation is. If we are in an arm lock, we try and work our way out. If we are on bottom in the mount, we work our way out. Phil was born with limitations, but hasn’t let that stop him in anything he does. He has continued to work his way out of those challenging spots and now he has his eyes set on a larger goal that not many in his place have attempted with climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro unassisted.” – Mike Pellegrino

Real Deal Brazil Hats

Throughout this project, we haven’t accepted many contributions made in in-kind donations, opting to cover trek, travel, and gear costs ourselves in order to maximize support for UCP of MetroBoston. However, when we reached out to Real Deal Brazil (a super awesome company that you should check out) for sponsorship, we couldn’t turn down the opportunity to sport some earth-friendly fashion in Africa.

“As a small company, the Real Deal Brazil isn’t able to do much by way of contributions, but between the terrific nature of your charity, your group’s direct connection to it, and the outstanding manner in which you’re attempting to raise visibility for it, we felt we really had no option but to take part.” – Frank Rabey, Real Deal Brazil

A big thanks to Frank and everyone at Real Deal Brazil for their support, kind words, and the great way in which they produce their products.

Climb for CP Indiegogo Campaign

We have started an Indiegogo Campaign! Indiegogo is an international crowdfunding site where anyone can raise money for film, music, art, charity, and more. This site also allows us to offer perks to those who contribute to our fundraising efforts.

For example, if you contribute $150, you will receive a framed, autographed summit photo of the team and a piece of our summit banner. This is a great opportunity to contribute and receive some cool stuff in return.

Check out for details. Don’t forget to share this web address with your friends!

Massachusetts Brazilian Jiu Jitsu Benefit Seminar – Feb 2nd

Our friends at Massachusetts Brazilian Jiu Jitsu are holding an awesome Brazilian Jiu Jitsu Benefit Seminar for the climb on February 2nd at 11:00am.

$20.00 to attend and all proceeds go to United Cerebral Palsy of MetroBoston. The seminar is for all skill levels and a great opportunity for anyone interested in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu — learn some techniques from experienced masters.

This is a great way to support our cause and learn some sweet martial arts! If you’re interested, join the Facebook event or stop by on the 2nd.

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