Three weeks ago Brodie, Claire and I went up Mount Kinabalu.
We were supported by an incredible guide called Robbi. Today we have just
returned from two weeks in the rainforest with no reception or internet to
discover the devastating news that two weeks after we climbed the
mountain there was an earth quake which caused a number of landslides on the
mountain. Tragically a group of young students and their teachers were
killed by falling rubble, and Brodie and I have just heard that the guide who
saved a tourist from falling rubble whilst sustaining his own injuries, in
exchange loosing too much blood and in turn his own life, was Robbi.
I can’t
begin to explain how sad this makes us. He was so full of life, so caring, so
determined, taking your hand when you felt scared and checking you’re doing OK
when he knew there was a tough bit, putting a smile on your face when you’d rather
grimace. The kind of guy you want around if you need to get your lazy bum up a
mountain.
I’m not going to say any more than that, other than it makes
you realise how unbelievably precious life is. Our sincerest, warmest and most
heartfelt wishes go out to his wife and 6 month old son, and our dearest
thoughts go out to all those lost on the mountain, and to their loved ones.
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