You can read Part I on my Climbing Mount Rinjani Series here.
I have never been so cold in my life as my first night sleeping on Rinjani (yes, it was even colder than that time I slept in a truck in a snowstorm in Tasmania). There was a wicked chill in the air when we woke up, the kind that lets you know that winter is on its way.
Yet as the sun reared its head, the clouds dispersed to reveal a beautiful valley of sun-kissed green hills playfully sloping around us and giving way to an expanse of land that dropped below.
