Up. Then up some more. Then straight up. That is roughly how I would describe climbing Imbabura.
By its very nature mountain climbing involves going up, but this mountain is not like the rolling inclines of Pichincha. No, it is a knock you in the lungs, step by step, assault from the moment you get out of the car. But it’s truly stunning and well worth the climb!
The weather was beautiful and sunny to start as we slowly climbed up through the paramo with sweeping views of the valley and Ibarra below. However Imbabura is infamous for inclement weather on the top and before long the clouds rolled down the flanks of the mountain and grey misty conditions became our reality.
This didn’t deter us in the least, in fact it was rather magical to climb through the ever rockier landscape with swirling clouds all around us. Sudden reveals of steep, rocky descents were slightly off putting to our good friend Matt with his fear of heights, but they did keep us on our toes!
The climbing got a bit harder and more technical towards the top and with an increasingly restless toddler on our backs, we took the wise and well-considered decision to cut short our ascent just shy of the peak. It had been a good, but tough, climb and we all really enjoyed the day out on the mountain.