Rain was beating on the windshield of a rather modern town car as it wooshed through a rather modern city. It was dark outside. We had arrived at Kota Kinabalu, our entry point into Borneo and we had little idea of the challenges waiting ahead.It was at the peak of the rain season and we where exhausted after 3 weeks of traveling the Philippines. We both had a bad case of the aircon sniffles and the nagging subtle fever that comes with it. To put it bluntly, we where tired and the uncharming city of Kota Kinabalu (affectionately called KK) set the rainy concrete backdrop in a rather uninspiring scene. One of our main goals on the Borneo checklist was to climb the famous Mt. Kinabalu, the highest mountain in south east asia. An occasion I had been looking forward to for months. I had intensified my training back home and had packed and hauled all the necessary gear for the ascent of a lifetime.