We crawled from our tents this morning damp with dew. The grass we camped on is what I would think of a moorland being like. Last night the fog only showed us soggy bushes and wet grass. Now this morning the land revealed itself. Bright blue skies domed over African vegetation with long hill sloping up to the rocky outposts of our mountain, Mt. Kenya. A beautiful tower of rock posted in the distance. We packed up and started the long approach. We wandered through desert, wet desert, scrambled through muddy ravines, wound through giant African pineapple shaped trees, finally arriving at the base of our climb. Here we were joined by Hyraxes. These little guys are the closest living relatives to elephants. They are like 2 furry soccer balls put together with comically small legs and paws. They always carry really dignified expressions on their faces, which doesn’t quite fit with how they hop around and lay in piles on top of each other. I immediately liked them. Afternoon clouds gave us some snow on the equator, and we watched our peak get battered by winds with fog whipping around it.