While Wendy took a day to chill in the relaxing Lukhubula Forest Lodge, I raced up 3,000m high Mt Mulanje. It is known for its steep ascent and thick mists, but since it is the dry season here it was just steep ascent, burning hot sun and fairly hazy air so the views weren't as great as they could be. The mountain is very interesting with a rolling plateau at 2,000m, crossed by valleys and with peaks rising out of it. I spent one refreshingly cool night up on the plateau before getting up at 4.30am to hit the summit just after dawn. The air above about 2,900m was clear but the haze below obscured the views out over Mozambique to the Indian Ocean. My guide Anthony had a urgent message from his Mum so we didn't linger too long at the top and decided rather foolishly to run the majority of the way down. I hobbled into the lodge just in time to join Wendy on her way down to town for a well-earned pizza.
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