The Rooftop of Europe


Elbrus is the highest mountain on the European continent, standing at 18,541 feet above level, and is the third of the seven summits that your flags will travel to the top of. This was a whirlwind trip. . . We flew into Moscow, and quickly jumped on a second plane which took us two hours south of Moscow, near Georgia. From there we took a three hour van ride to the base of the Caucasus mountains, a rather small mountain range with huge, rocky, intimidating peaks, many well over 15,000 feet. 

Prayer flags on Mt Elbrus.

Upon arriving in the Caucasus mountain we could not see Mt Elbrus due to the poor weather conditions, that first day in the mountain range we pushed forward to Basecamp, at nearly 12,000 feet. There, we slept in large barrels that sleep seven people (the number on our team), and they even have electricity, very unique. From basecamp we went on two acclimatization hikes up to about 16,000 feet. After two nights at Basecamp we felt ready to tackle the summit.

A view of the Base camp, after an acclimatization hike. 
The summit attempt started at 3am, we didn't sleep that well and waking up at 3 was not too hard. We put on our gear, crampons, ice picks, severe weather clothing and heading out into the subzero weather with up to 50 mile an hour winds. The climb was steep and at times we felt like we were climbing straight up the mountain. We could barely catch our breath due to the limited availability of oxygen. Our pace was slow and steady. One of our team members got severe altitude sickness with nausea and vomiting, however was able to push on. After 10 hours of hiking, we made it to the top. We spent a minute or two at the top, but due to the pounding wind and cold temperatures we quickly got off and back down the mountain. Your flags made it to the Top!! Having your flags make it to seven of the hardest places in the world as a symbol of our commitment to you and all you have gone through. We want each thread that represents a thought of health, strength and well being in your behalf to be symbolized in the remote corners of this planet.

RadiatingHope climbers at the top of Mt Elbrus!! 

Deep into the Arctic


Larry on his dog sled, deep in the Arctic, draped with prayer flags.


Not only have your flags traveled to the top of mountains around the world, but they have also traveled to some of the most desolate and difficult places to get to on earth, such as the deep Arctic tundra. The cancer journey is not easy, and we want these flags to be a symbol of your journey. Our cofounder, Larry Daugherty MD, carried your flags to the deep arctic with a dogsled team. Larry has wanted to race a dog sled in the deep snow of the Arctic since he was a child. Now living in Florida and working at the Mayo Clinic as an oncology doctor, this dream seemed liked it would never come true. While attending an international conference, he chanced upon a tiny ad from a European cold-weather gear maker Fjällräven. The ad invited people to apply for a highly competitive opportunity to lead a dog sled team into the arctic. Well. . . He won the contest that puts him at the head of a team of huskies.
Larry traveled more than 185 miles across the Arctic tundra between Signaldalen, Norway, and Jukkasjärvi, Swedish Lapland. He was on of 20 people who amde the journey, and was the first American who has invited to join the Fjällräven Polar team. He traveled over tundra, mountain forests and frozen lakes. He camped under the stars, guided by the Northern Lights.
Larry felt decorated his dog sled with many of your flags and was inspired to push forward from all your many stories. We honor you all on this journey!!!!


The Arctic Tundra. . .


Chukkung Ri, Nepal


Kristin Sumbot, a cancer survivor and Radiating Hope representative, took on the Himalayas, taking your flags to new heights! She participated with Above and Beyond Cancer, a nonprofit out of Iowa, in her own words. . .

"Chukkung Ri sits at 18,238 feet in the Everest, Khumbu region of Nepal. We all set out together and then slowly spread out at our different paces. I had found myself walking alone, and the physicality of the hike was getting the better of me. I was struggling to catch my breath in the harsh mountain wind. I wanted to turn back. But I remember thinking I am not a quitter! If I were, then I wouldn’t be here. If I could survive cancer and high dose chemotherapy, then I could do this! The mountains surrounding us were like majestic sleeping giants.  resonated the whole valley with a quiet reverence. As I reached the group, our leader, Dr. Demming, greeted me with a big hug saying, “You are so strong, I am so proud of you.”

As I gazed out into the mountain valley a wave of self recognition hit me. I had come full circle with having cancer. I used to feel that cancer had made me a stranger to myself. After cancer I had a glimpse of who I had become; strong, confident, seeing life in a new way. But I still had insecurities. Living a full life was something that I wanted and pursued. However the traumatic scars left behind from cancer made it hard for me to do so The reward of completing the physical challenge of Chukkung Ri disproved my doubts, and erased those insecurities.

I was looking out at who I had become and the life that I could live if I could embrace the trials and adventure that come with it. Cancer had closed all the right doors and pointed me in the direction of how I wanted to live life. And it does feel like you are on top of the world." -Kristin Sumbot

Mt. Aconcagua, Argentina


Mt. Aconcagua is the highest mountain in the world outside of Asia, standing at an impressive 22,840 feet above sea level in the Andes mountain range. The success rate for reaching the summit is approximately 30%. We spent the past year training as much as possible to prepare for this 18 day expedition.

The trip began by flying into Santiago Chile where we dropped off art supply care packages to the local pediatric cancer children’s hospital. We then flew to Mendoza, meeting our guide, Juan Tomaselli, a local from Buenos Aires. After a several hour bus ride, weaving our way into the Andes Mountains, we came to Puente del Inca, at 9,185 feet, where we spent the first night on the mountain. From here we unloaded a good portion of our gear to be carried to base camp by a team of mules, and began our trek to base camp. It took three more days and more than twenty miles of walking before we reached base camp, spending two nights in Confluencia at about 11,000 feet. It was during these first few days that we caught a glimpse of just how massive Aconcagua is, this mountain stands high above the Andes with a steep, glaciated south face which is very intimidating.




On day 7 of the expedition we made it to Base camp—Plaza De Mulas (below four pictures), at 14,200 feet and stayed here for three night acclimatizing, which consists of climbing high and sleeping low and carrying our gear in small loads to higher camps. Base camp is a unique place with people from all around the world. There is a helicopter that continually comes in and out of the camp for medical purposes and to drop off supplies. You can use the internet for 15 bucks, buy a coke for five, or even warm shower for 10 dollars. We got our gear the mules had carried, as they could go no higher.

The highest art gallery in the world is at base camp, where artist Miguel Doura sells his paintings. Miguel was impressed with Radiating Hope and stated that he would give 20% of his online sales to our cause and hung a string of our prayer flags which can be seen from his art gallery via a live webcam which updates every three minutes. Go to aconcaguanow.com to check out our prayer flags. It will be fun to watch these flags as they will give you a real time idea of how the flags slowly unravel in the wind, so check out the website to watch the process.

By day 10 of the expedition we were ready for the high camps. The move to high camp I (see above picture) at 16,075 feet, started with a big storm of wind and snow which made climbing a little miserable, but we pushed on and within three hours we were setting up our tents at camp Canada. After only one night in Canada we made our way to high camp II (see below pictures), Nido de Condores (or condors nest), at nearly 17,720 feet. Here we stayed for two nights, spending most of the day melting snow in order to have plenty of drinking water. The view from here was amazing, we could see far into northern Argentina and see all the way to Chile, we were above most of the mountains in the area and the views were absolutely breathtaking (literally).

Next we were ready for the last and final camp, high camp III (see below picture), Colera, at 19,600 feet. We had planned to stay here for two nights, and had scheduled in an additional day for bad weather.Well, when we arrived to camp III on January 10th, the winds were strong and we were forced to quickly make shelter and hunker down for the night, the summit attempt was going to be the next day, but due to extreme weather we had to abort the summit attempt and instead spent the day in our tents hoping that the next day would be better. Two of our strong climbers elected to head back down the mountain due to Acute Mountain Sickness (AMS) from the high altitude.

January 11th started for us with a tap on our tent from Juan at 4:30 AM telling us to get ready as there was a break in the weather and we were going for the summit. The wind was still strong and it was cold, but thanks to good gear (and a special thanks to Sherpa Adventure Gear), we felt up to tackling these final 3,000 feet. Quickly into the climb another one of our climbers was sent back down the mountain with AMS leaving four climbers.

We pushed our way up the steep slopes, concentrating on our breathing and making sure every step counted, this was not easy. To quote David, “this was beyond difficult,” and in the words of Alex, “this is by far the hardest thing I have ever done.” We were elated to make it to the top of the Americas, 22,840 feet!!!!

Mt.Whitney, USA


Mt Whitney, 14,500 feet above sea level
Mt. Whitney is the highest mountain in the lower 48 states standing at 14,497. While the majority of those who hike the 22 mile round trip rightfully spend the night camping at many of the high camps, we set out at 4:00 AM to do the whole trip in one day. Blessed by perfect weather and great company, we charged the mountain and reached the summit just after 11:00 AM. Our spirits were high as we were able to take the Radiating Hope flags to another peak and carry those signatures and names behind them to further this great work and cause.

RadHope prayer flag climber at the top of Mt Whitney

Cadillac Mountain!


Cadillac Mountain (located in Maine) is not one of the highest peaks in the world in fact, it is only 1,528 feet. Why would Radiating Hope prayer flag climbers make a fuss about this little peak? The thing that makes Cadillac Mountain special is not its height, nor is it the difficulty of the climb. Instead, Cadillac Mountain is special because it is the first place in United States to see the sun shine every morning!! In our case this was at the early hour of 4:48 AM. The journey started at 3:45 AM, on a bike (probably the only mountain we will ever climb on a bike that is for sure), and within an hour we had arrived. The moon was still out. So we found a nice place to rest as we waited for the sun to rise. Yeah, it was pretty spectacular.
Prayer flags at the top of Cadillac Mtn.

Mount Rainier, 2011


This month we were back on Mt. Rainier! As many of you know, at least those who have been following your flag for more than one year, we attempted Rainier last year and had to turn around at 11,000 feet due to poor mountain conditions. This year we were back on the mountain, determined to make it to the top. Our team consisted of two roped teams of three, Cecil, Brandon, Luke, Larry, Chris, and Jeff.




We got an early start on Friday and made it to base camp, Camp Muir, in record time and were able to secure a spot in the shelter and even practice crevasse rescue (repelling into a 100 + foot crevasse). After boiling some glacier snow, eating a dehydrated meal and getting a little shut eye, we made our summit attempt at 11 PM. The mountain was in great condition, and after crossing several crevasse and climbing the steep, steep trail. . .


We were on the top of Mt. Rainier by 8 AM. The flags flew very naturally in the high mountain winds. We hope that you all can feel some added hope, strength, and well being in our efforts on your behalf as we send our prayers and thoughts to you.