My sister and I set out for the Bisoke Crater Lake Hike, joined by our driver Jimmy—who, like us, was up for the challenge. A guide is mandatory for the trek, and at the start, we were also met by porters eager to carry our backpacks (a welcome way to support the local community). Rangers accompanied us as well, ensuring our safety from any curious buffaloes or gorillas. No harm, just protection.
The climb was brutal from the first step. I’ve done my fair share of hikes across different terrains, but Bisoke pushed my limits. Steep, muddy trails and the altitude were no joke. At 3,000 meters, my sister had to turn back due to altitude sickness. I hesitated too, especially since I’d recovered from pneumonia just a week before. But at that point, it wasn’t just a hike, it was a mental game. I really wanted to reach the top.
So, with Jimmy, our guide, and two rangers, I pushed forward. At one point, they held my hand to help me up, and I don't know if it gave me more physical or mental support. In two and a half hours in total, we made it to the summit at 3,711 meters. And the view? Nothing. Thick mist swallowed everything beyond a few meters. Too bad, since Mountain Bisoke is a volcano and it has a huge crater lake at the summit with a 400m diameter. Cold, damp, and exhausted, we stayed just long enough to catch our breath before making a fast descent: running, sliding, anything to avoid the slow, knee-killing trek down.
Reaching the bottom felt like victory. I’d made it. Such a bucketlist experience! Would I reach the summit a second time? Not a chance.
Oh, the best part? I saw a gorilla on the way down. A full-on, wild mountain gorilla. No guide, no tour, no €1,500 permit. Just luck. Absolutely insane. try to spot it in one of my photos.
- This experience was made possible in partnership with Brussels Airlines, that offers direct flights from Brussels to Kigali, Rwanda.