A very majestic mountain, for a beginner- a female one! It's just a 6-kilometer ride from Paveletsky, and a short walk to the bottom, and then some 8,500 meters, it's easy, though it's minus 40 degrees Celsius, and every fourth person doesn't come back because there's a waterfall of beer at the top!
The mountain is very majestic and beautiful. Only mountains can be better than mountains. I have seen mountains many times. I've been to the Andes and the Himalayas. But as they used to amaze my mind with their greatness, so they continue to do so to this day. You're just a grain of sand compared to these giants.
And now I'll tell you how I remember this particular mountain.
Unprecedented heat has descended into the valley of the Indus River. +40⁰C. And down in India there are generally 70⁰C. It's stuffy everywhere. And there is such moisture around that it is impossible to breathe at +40. The rocks around heat up during the day, and at night they warm up the valley, do not let it cool down. The temperature drops only to +35 ° C. It is impossible to sleep, it is very hot. And I have to be here for another week. Yandex Weather says that the heat will begin to subside only after about 10 days. We need to cool down somehow. I went into this Indus mountain river nearby. I went in, and immediately my legs cramped, I couldn't resist and flew in a swirling stream of water. I almost flew into the waterfall, but well, the local people saw me and picked me up with a stick. I never went into this river again. Then I was able to cool off, but it only saved me for a couple of hours. And I began to look for an island of coolness in the midst of this stuffiness. And I found it! There, in the distance, the Chogori Mountain rises grandiosely. Warming has come there too, but there is no heat there! It's +23 there now. And I decided to go there. I walked half a day to its foot. I got there. After weeks of hiking in the mountains of Asia, my nails have become like wolverine's. I sharpened them with a stone in the middle of the mountain to cling to the ice, and climbed to the top. The claws clung well.
After an hour, I climbed in. Streams with crystal clear water ran down the glacier from the mountain. I was sitting on the angelic- white surface of the peak, drinking this purest water and I was blown by a warm, sea breeze from the Arabian Sea. There was a beautiful view of the jungles of India, the Pamir valleys, and the rocky mountains of Pakistan. There was silence around, only a light, warm, sea breeze from the Arabian Sea could break this truly summer silence. That's how I remember the top of this mountain.