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Monthly Archives: September 2013
The last you heard of me a mountain was beating the shit out of me and I was making the agonizing decision about whether to turn back before deciding it would be the safest thing to do. Only problem was. … Continue reading
I went to bed at eight. I lay back closed my eyes and listened as the others played Uno. I didn’t sleep. I couldn’t sleep. My night passed in that same nervous tension that grips prior to a rugby game … Continue reading
The rest day was spent messing around with ice axes and crampons and going through different climbing techniques. We then sort of did our own thing. I went and sat alone. The day was cloudless and I stared up at … Continue reading
There was a Filipino team staying at the huts. They were unable to make the summit today. They left in the middle of the night but got turned around a few hours into the climb due to a white out … Continue reading
We arrived at base camp this morning after a very cold chairlift. Base camp is a series of small huts each one about 20ft by 8ft. They are spartan inside. Each one has 8 beds, two small windows, a mirror … Continue reading
Elbrus has yet to reveal herself to us in her entirety. She wears a thin veil of clouds only occasionally giving us seductive glimpses of the west summit. Today was the second acclimatization climb. We walked to the edge of … Continue reading