Dublin, 29th Sept.
Back home. Sea level. The world is bright with oxygen but dark with the shadow of clouds. And the banking system is on the verge of collapse? I’m drunk on the richness of air.
We were met en masse a the airport by a loyal collection of wives, husbands and some children. Reintroduced myself to Shona and the kids, to the rest of the family. I’m a different person, slightly older, slightly wiser, slightly stronger and considering what the next mountain may be, not necessarily a popular decision with the family yet, but we’ll work on it. All twenty two of us trekkers are different in some way.
We’ve achieved something good, great even. There has been a huge amount of money raised in the name of the preferred charities and we are enormously thankful to the generosity of our sponsors who are legion. People who I have barely met have donated money, people who I know can’t afford it have donated money.
You know who you are. This account is dedicated to you.
Trust your boots.
Hugh
October, 2008.









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