Meru, one of the highest active volcanoes
outside Latin America, used to be even taller—its summit was blown away by massive explosions in the distant past.
Meru is now crowned by sheer cliffs overlooking the crater created when the
volcano lost its top. Inside the crater is a great cone of volcanic ash, built up
over the millennia by repeated
eruptions, most recently in 1910.
The volcanic ash cone is visible amongst the clouds behind the cliff over my right shoulder
in the above picture. The three shacks at saddle hut are specs in the lower
left. Saddle hut is nestled in a
saddle shaped depression between Meru's two peaks: Mt. Meru
and Little Meru.
Vegetation thinned to alpine desert around us as we hiked
up Little Meru.
From this perspective on Little Meru's peak (3801 metres elevation), it looks
like we are on top of the world...

...from this angle, however, the cloud washed crest of Mt. Meru looms
over us.
The next day, we set out before dawn for our ultimate climb. Hiking along the narrow
top rim of the crater in sub-zero temperature, we could discern the crater
and ash cone below in the dim light. The 1500 metre high inner walls are the highest sheer cliffs in the world.

We watched the sun rise over Kilimanjaro from Rhino Point
(at 3950 metres, about
as high as we both got).

With Fausin
and Spice in the glow of the surreal sunrise.
Coming back down with Innocent.
And now a picture for the Ottawa Hometown News |
Innocent hands out certificates the following day.
Zanzibar without tourists...