Summit Day

Summit route from base camp.
My last post was how wonderful I was feeling when I got up at 5:30 am and chopped Ice from our steps in my underwear and flip flops so no one would fall.  Eugene from Portugal  got a picture don't think it will make the blog.  Speaking of Eugene, 30 minutes after I sent the last update 10pm, just 5 hour before our summit attempt, he throws up.  Its bad enough he is sick even worse he is in the bunk above me and my summit gear is laid out for a quick change at 1am. He and his friends are all sick they made the 5000 meter climb today and will make a summit attempt tomorrow night. Ferahad (Fred) which is the first to get out of bed to help his friend he is not ill he has to go slow but is doing well with the altitude.  Gortex repels everything.

 The group that will be making the attempt in a few hours are feeling well and looking forward to our last night sleeping in a oil tank.  I get up and start getting dressed which at altitude is a chore.  Heidi, Christian, Illian and myself get our cold gear on and go to the kitchen for tea and porage.  I explain to Lisa that we had no sleep and not using the snow cat to get us there isn't a good Idea.  She said if we would pay extra 1000 euros she would rent one.  She has two snowmobiles that can get to Pastukov rocks at 4700 meters it will take us an extra two hours making our way up the 1000 ft to the snow cat drop on foot steep with a 50mph wind. The team chooses not to spend the money, we get separated on our way up the snow mobiles stop and takes us up one at a time Christian and myself start up my pack and poles are on the snow mobile that was to take us to 4700 pastukov rocks, all I have is a Ice ax which slows me down.  It is dark I am on the busy part of the mountain snow cats and snow mobiles are hauling ass almost out of control up and down the mountain.  You have to dodge them they are worse than the mules in Aconcagua.

Christian and Illian outside the Kitchen preparing for the snowmobile ride up.  Christian with skis planing to ski from the Summit.

I end up with a guide Sultan, a guide I have never met or climbed with Lisa and Amjahd are in the other group with Christian, Illian, and Heidi. Christian is carrying his skis and boots and plans to ski from the summit. Lisa said her or her guides couldn't carry either too heavy.  I saw him ski from the snow cat pad at 5000 meters yesterday he is a x ski racer and is very good and fit for 51.  He said he would carry them so pack the load.

5am I make it to the snow cat pad very winded and very cold, not feeling great, pissed that not able to take a nice ride in a heated cab and worried that the last 2 hours have taken too much out of my legs to make it to the top.  I start up with just me and Sultan loosing the others, glad to be off the busy trail dodging snow cats and snowmobiles.  I look behind me and see the sun lighting up the mountain tops to the east.  Thought about trying to get a camera but too cold to remove mittens and a long way in front of me hope someone gets a picture it is amazing.

We have about 1000 meters, 3000 ft to get to the summit consisting of 3 parts climb from the rocks up the east mountain very steep at then traverses along the east mountain 2nd part drop into the saddle between the two mountains loosing some of the altitude you gained on the traverse that you will climb on the way out, and the final summit push up the west mountain this is very steep and you use your harness and climb belayed with fix ropes until the ridge and then a gentle up hill to a small bump on the top with a blue flag. Not to dangerous if you fall you just slide back to the valley.

The fixed ropes saddle below me east mountain behind me climbing to the ridge and summit.

The route is now marked with red stakes every 100 ft all the way to the summit the wind is blowing snow so hard I can't see the next pole I follow Sultan stepping in his track the wind covers his tracks quickly so I stay close.  

Poor visibility and cold early light

The sun is coming up behind me I look back thinking I would love to get a photo but don't want to stop and afraid to take off my artic mitts.

Sunrise morning before closest thing to what I say while on my way up.

Lisa warned us you feel bad when you drop into the saddle you finally get to go down hill less wind but your heart rate drops and I actually did feel bad I started up the west slope i felt better.  we stopped half way up the fixed ropes and dropped my pack in a patch of rocks I knew the summit was getting close. 

Summit just ahead dropping pack and heavy coat for final push

First sight of summit following the red stakes mark the ridge.

We climb to the ridge of the west mountain and can see the peak about 400 yards away a big blue flag stands on the top.  It is bright and sunny I walk to the flag tearing up we take a few picks now that I look at them I should have taken of my hood and mask.  Sultan walked around the small mound away from the group that was on top I followed and find him saying his daily prayers I join him thanking God he got me here, then we start down. 

I meet the rest of the group just above the fixed lines I thought they were ahead of me I find our they took a different route no one told me about a short cut. They look good and as I continue to descend I see Christian sking down the mountain.  

Like all climbing most people die on the way down.  Elbrus is the most deadly mountain in the world leading Everest in deaths many years, this year 11 have died.  Most are under prepared and the weather can change instantly making it easy to go down the wrong path.  We took the normal route If you go straight down the mountain there are snow covered craves that will eat you. Afternoon storms also bring lightning last year a climber got struck on the summit celebrating with his Ice ax in hand.  

The group catches up dropping down to where we left the snow mobiles it is about noon and I am very tired I was first up and last down glad to finally be in the Oil tank.  I pack and hurrying to go to the ski lifts that close at 4pm.  Haven't had much sleep in 2 nights and want to sleep in a hotel room with a bathroom and shower.  Monique and Eugene join me down the altitude sickness end their attempt Tony and Fred will stay one more night and later make the summit. We make the last lift down and are eating kabobs at the bottom of the slopes by 6pm.  Making first summit window will get me home 2 days earlier.

Sultan and I on the summit.

Looking down the mountain. My ugly boots did well, no lost toes.

Carring my 50lbs of gear I caught the lasts lift down at the base of the mountain looking back at the twin peaks. Two more gonadal s and I am at the hotel.