I did it! The climb is over. The journey continues but at least I can now officially say it... "I climbed Mount Kenya!" Even writing those words still feels slightly surreal. A few months ago, Mount Kenya was a date on a calender. It was something on the horizon. Something to aim for. Something to help raise much-needed funds for a charity that's become very important to me. For almost six months, there were training walks, preparation, anticipation and more than a little unc

As our departure for Kenya draws ever closer, the excitement (or maybe it's terror) is beginning to feel real. Very, very real indeed. As you'll soon read, my training walks have become longer. Backpacks have become heavier. Early mornings have become more frequent. Every mile I walk in preparation for my upcoming trek is another reminder that Mount Kenya is no ordinary challenge. Yet, despite the physical preparation, I find myself thinking less about the mountain itself and

Sometimes preparation for a major journey begins long before you step onto the mountain itself. When people hear about my upcoming Mount Kenya charity walk (more details in my previous blog), they naturally focus on the challenge ahead. They picture the altitude, the physical endurance required, the long days of trekking and the effort needed to reach the summit. Those things are certainly part of the story, but over recent weeks, I've come to realise that preparation for Ken

There is a specific kind of silence that exists at 5199 metres above sea level. It is not an empty silence; it is a heavy, pressing one where the air thins and every step becomes a conversation between your muscles and your willpower. In a few weeks, I, together with some friends, are going to walk straight into that silence all the way up Mount Kenya. Photo by ALCOCK MULLER on Unsplash Step One - Climbing for Change This is the first of four blogs I'm planning that help chro