It's getting colder. We're hotting up!

It’s been a busy few weeks since the 7 Summit Challenge team came back from the land down under. Since our return, we have been plotting and scheming initiatives for South Africa’s kids to make sure they never fall in to the trap of drug abuse. This really is a huge responsibility and something we feel very privileged to be a part of. So keep watching this space for all kinds of awesomeness ensuring future generations of South Africa are informed and given the best possible education when it comes to the perils of drugs.

As promised, we told you we would take you up the mountain with us and we are not the kind crazies to break promises! So our ever-dedicated camera savant, Barry Hamman has put together a little montage of footage of our Mt Kosi summit.

The first thing to note is how Kabs LURVES the bizarre names the Aussies seem to give, well, anything! Seriously, when you try and pronounce half the names of places, it feels as if you are speaking ‘alien’ proper! This kept us very amused for most of the trip.

On a more serious note, the footage sees Kabs telling his story of how he got involved in drugs. And if you pay attention to his account, it’s amazing to see how easy it is to slip into this underbelly of darkness. It’s so important to see that even the most successful and driven people are vulnerable to the dangers of drugs. Through work on himself and a strong core faith, Kabs managed to pull himself out of the gutter and is now reaching mountain heights. What struck me most was when he says how lucky he considers himself to not be HIV positive from he’s experience. This is a very sobering thought. Kabs is now 9 years clean and is using his sobriety to inspire and help others.

Crazy how one morning we were in Joburg and then we were in Australia’s outback not 24 hours later. We were so privileged to be at the top of the mountain for such a worthwhile cause and when we looked at the scenery we were surrounded by and had the good fortune take in, we realised just how lucky we were.

But enough of that, we want you to see the footage for yourself. As you will see, Kosi is not the highest or the most arduous climb in the world; they even have a little walkway to help you on your way but it still qualifies as one of the 7 Summits. The toughest challenge of the trip was the training we did after Kosi in the Blue Mountains. It wasn’t for the faint-hearted but these are the necessary steps we have to take to ensure we reach our dream of eventually climbing Everest

So check it out and you’ll get a taste of where we were, the team camaraderie and the really bizarre Australian names. For like everything!  Happy watching!  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vS34W3kuTEU&feature=youtu.be

Wallonggong and other craziness, the summit to Kosi

So our epic journey to Oz began with leaving Joburg at about 6:15pm on Tuesday and we arrived in Aus at 14:00 (oz time), the flight was long and tiring. Of course we were in economy so to say we were cramped would be an understatement! We hoped that there would be some empty seats but naturally the flight was packed.

Once we arrived in Australia of course we had to overcome the challenge of customs, always a fun experience and if you have ever watched an episode of border security you will know what I am talking about! Barry in all his wisdom ticked one of the boxes on the customs declaration form to say that he had been in contact with a farm in the last 7 days, excellent! That ensured him getting pulled out of the line after which a detailed search of his belongings ensued culminating in an Australian customs official cleaning his hiking boots so as to be rid of the evil South African soil!

After the customs ordeal, we hired a car and were on our way. Our plan was to drive to Cooma, a town about 400km from Sydney and only an hour from Kosi. The drive was long  after being cramped up on a plane for such a long time. Driving in Oz is definitely an experience, no one breaks the law and speed limits are adhered too - don’t even think of stopping where you shouldn't. Having to stick to the 110km speed limit we finally reached Cooma at about 8:30pm.  By this time we were completely knackered even though our bodies thought is was still lunch-time what with the difference and all. We stayed at a hotel called the Alpine Hotel, this was the kind of hotel where the bathrooms are communal  which means 1 bathroom per floor so it was more a boarding house then a hotel really. We planned to have an early start the following morning with the hour drive to Kosi. We stopped off at Mac Donalds on the way for a coffee and a egg macmuffin, the breakfast of champions and climbers alike! We arrived at Kosi at about 08:45am just in time to catch the Ski Lift at 09:00 ( as embarrassing as it is to admit, we caught a ski lift half way up one of the seven summits!). It took us little under 4 hours round trip from the lift to the summit and back. We also felt it would be important on this trip to introduce a mascot of sorts to add a bit of a fun dynamic to the whole documentary, enter Mkhize the wonder Wombat. We aim to collect a mascot on all the summits! After summiting we drove back to Sydney which was a marathon drive of about 6 and a half hours due to the fact that it has far worse traffic then we could ever have expected to anticipate. We stayed in the Ibis hotel, quite an experience as it was in the heart of China town, a shock to the system after the tranquility of outback. The room keys weren't working so every time we needed to get to our rooms the receptionist would have to open up for us.

We said our goodbyes to Kabelo that night as he was leaving the following morning, his shuttle was collecting him at 07:00am. We then drove to a town called Katoomba in the blue mountains near Wallonggong (yes I am serious, the names in that part of the world are crazy). We stayed at a hotel in a place called Lilianfels, a far cry from the Alpine and the Ibis hotel. It was beautiful! Alex and I were sharing a room and Barry and Mike another. The weather was a bit sucky on the Friday, so we decided to take a rest day. We prayed really hard that the weather would clear otherwise our dreams of getting in some world class rock climbing would not be a reality. Saturday we woke up to another miserable day, but we decided to get out onto the cliffs and worse case turn our climbing trip into a trekking stretch event. When we got to the mountain to our surprise the weather cleared and it was spectacular! We climbed on a crag called Mt Piddington, we did two routes that day one being a 2 pitch route that took us longer than we thought forcing us to end in the dark! The next day we did another 3 routes (more difficult) also on Mt Piddington. It was fantastic training and a great way to build camaraderie. Unfortunately time was coming to an end the following day we left for Sydney again, as sad as we were to leave I was super excited to see my beautiful wife and my amazing boys. The last day in Sydney was spent shopping for the family back home and on Tuesday we left Sydney at 10am and arrived back in SA at 16:00, totally and utterly finished.

All in all the trip was amazing, chalk another experience to those that I will remember for a lifetime!