Ola. This weekend we finally pulled off what I was planning for a month before, climbed a 1200 meter high mountain in the middle of the night and waited for dawn. I've been to this mountain 5 times before so I knew the way, it's my second favorite place in the world. It's the mountain "Klek" 6-ish kilometers west of the town Ogulin here in Croatia. (if you find it on google earth you can click the panoramino images, the majority of which are mine from previous climbs).
We arrived at the base of the mountain at 00:30am, and immediately found out that the wind was blowing insanely fast, the sound of it blowing through the woods was literally like standing over a big waterfall. There's a sign with pretty much useless text at the beginning of the trail. The shape is supposed to be that of a witch, not that of a chicken, folk rumors being that witches meet on top of the mountain.
something ate the second paragraph
First 2/3 of the climb is through woods. Going through the dense dark forest where wolves and bears live was interesting. Having to stop all the time for my fat friend to get some air was not. I was packing a glock knife and starter gun with CS rounds in case of a bear encounter, not that I thought it would help much at all since I would most likely not be able to even draw the gun if I saw a bear charging me. Ironically, when I got home there was a hunter on the news who was nearly killed by a bear elsewhere in the country.
Friend was bringing firewood from below in a plastic bag.
this is my failed imitation of the Borg
more accurate lighting
things start getting steep, a fall into the darkness to the right means tumbling down a very steep and very long slope of sharp broken rocks.
after some 45 minutes we passed the mountain lodge without stopping, didn't want to wake the people inside as it was about 1:30am
Continued onwards towards the summit, from the mountain lodge onwards the trail is more and more dangerous, conventional forest is replaced by cliffs and very steep slopes. The wind is freezing us to death all the time, we pass a large but short cave and rest inside, drink warm tea and energy drinks.
Continuing onwards, walking along the base of a 200 meter high cliff, then upwards along the cliff on some very steep makeshift "stairs" (will post a daytime picture later)
very near the top now, there is a part where you need to use all fours, a rope is provided for convenience
try falling here
Following this steep ascent we can again climb without the use of hands. Very near now, the trees are gone, now it's just grass and rocks, and the wind trying to literally blow us off the mountain, we were a bit edgy about walking over some parts of the trail very near the 200 cliff we had just climbed under and were now on top of. After some more climbing, we get to a very basic and small concrete helipad, the top is in sight, 5 more minutes and we are on the summit, it is past 3am
the concrete blocks were the base for a communications instalation during the war, when I first climbed the mountain in 2001 it was still there but they took it off eventually. In the background is a small unmanned metereological container-house-thing.
success! by the way the summit is surrounded by high cliffs from 3/4 sides
nearby town of Ogulin
We had planned to stay on top or near it until dawn, but the wind changed our mind. We backtracked for 15 minutes back to the tree line 100 meters below, jsut before the rope part where you have to use your hands
In the cover of trees and a big rock, at 4am, we find shelter from the wind. We make ourselves cushions from fallen leaves, wrap ourselves in blankets and sleeping bags, light a small fire and keep ourselves warm with some rakija while waiting for the dawn (if you don't know what rakija is, be glad). Then a friend decides it would be a good idea to drop 10 boxes of matches, a box of fire starting cubes and 2 small packs of firecrackers into the fire which was half a meter from us. The next hour spontaneous explosions threw sparks, ash and ignited wood all over us and the heaps of dry leaves around us (which were thankfully semi-wet and didn't really burn well). My sleeping bag got burned, and we all almost died from the continuous smoke blowing into our dirrection yed refused to reposition ourselves because that would mean a) getting up and losing precious body heat. So we settled for choking, eyes burning and possible carbon monoxide poisoning. The smoke wasn't blowing at us all the time, just some 60% of the time.
When the fire, which was not that big, ran out, we almost froze to death.
Some pictures of these 2 hours of utter silliness
tooth ache?
inventory check
a friend thinking he will emerge as a butterfly in the morning and just fly hope to a warm bed, you wish.
As the sky started getting lighter we return to the top for the sunrise
On the way to the helipad
taken from the helipad looking at the top