Mountaineer wannabe

Now, I will share about my little hobby. I cannot say it as my hobby, since I did it only once, but definitely, I will do it again. It is mountain climbing. People tend to love beach with warm sun, white sand, and the sound of the waves. It is romantic. Yeah, it is, I do love beach too. But, I fell for the kindness of mountain. Let me tell you what mountain did to me. 

Mountaineer is a person who climbs mountain for sport or job. And me, what was me? I haven't been a mountaineer. As I mentioned before, I only climbed once. It was last year. I climbed Semeru Mount. It was my first time. It was on June 2013. I was on my way with other 18 friends of mine. We're not really friend. They were friends of my friend. I was that time trying to do something new. It's kind of boredom not doing anything in the holiday. So, when my friend told me that her friends was going to climb Semeru Mount, I excitedly joined, though I didn't know them yet. 

I asked my friends to go with me, but there were only 5 friends joined me. 

The weather was bad. That was rainy Thursday, we shouldn't go to climb. We arrived at Ranu Pane at 4 o'clock in the evening. It was foggy day, and rainy at night.  We really needed to watch out our steps in the pitch black, because the track was really something and slippery. You made wrong step could mean good bye. Because our one left step was a  In our planning, we would have arrived at Ranu Kumbolo at 9 or 10 o;clock at night. But, we was wrong. The large numbers of climbers and our no-experience in climbing mountain made us little bit late arrived at Ranu Kumbolo. It was 2 a.m in the morning on Friday. We made it, finally, after long walk journey on bad track in the dark of night befriended the sound of the cold wind. 

In the friday morning, it was very-extremely cold, we pitched our tents in the shade, in front of Ranu kumbolo. Firstly, I was dumbfounded to see the scenery. It was really-surely beautiful. See what God has been given to us made us feel so blessed. Subhanallah.

Then, the sun rose gradually. It wasn't long then the foggy came. The seven of us prepared to climb, then the rest should stay. We did not have enough supply so we did not climbed the mountaintop. We needed to come back on Sunday. So we have to survive till then. I really wanted to go with my seven friends, but I have no confidence. I knew my stamina was not good at all, I had not had exercise before climbing. So I stayed, with the other friends. 

Here the kindness, warmth, and brotherhood in the mountain came to me. There was no outlet for us bought food. So we had to cook, the iced-relation between my 5 own friends and the friends of my friend are melted. We helped each other to serve meal, and did the cleaning together. Then, the problems came, over and over. We could not cook a proper meal. Then, we asked stranger how to cook. Surprisingly, they did teach us without teased us. Then, we made it. Finally, we tasted better meal than the day before. We helped friends next our tents who came from Jember too. Then, we had serious problem. Our supply run out. Early in the Saturday morning, my friend tried to get barter with other mountaineers. They made it. For free. NO MONEY. That was the first time I doubt the value of money. They smile to us, they really kind to us. I hardly believe there was for real. But they were. They were kind and warm, although we haven't known each other. With stranger in the mountain, we can smile and even say hello without any pretense. 

Those what mountain did to me, the cold air warmed our heart. Though the journey was not really nice, I think I want to climb another mountain. I miss those atmosphere.