Day 5 of the trip.
There was a pre-planned route made by the planning team for the whole trip with our camps marked out. We didn't have to follow it exactly, but use it as a rough guide.
I was the lead guide in the morning, with Seishi bringing up the rear and we switched over in the afternoon.We had a meeting the previous night to discuss our route, where we would take breaks, lunch and worked out about how far we had to go and how long it might take. The route in the morning looked fairly straight forward. I had to pretty much follow a stream from where we were to a small lake and a bog just over a kilometre away, go around the bog, up and over a ridge to another small lake, go around that lake, then following contour lines of another ridge go around and not over it to eventually head in a South Easterly direction to our lunch spot at another lake. From there Seishi would take over and take us up and over some big hills, rock faces and down the other side to our next camp.
So up at six as usual, had breakfast and packed up camp. As daily guides we had the extra weight of the First Aid kits, sat phones, gps and extra rope in our packs. The gps is only for emergencies. All navigation was done by map and compass. So if I mention bearings, I mean compass bearings.
Everyone gathered just before eight. Then me and Seishi told them our plan. I let everyone know that it was going to be the longest hike of the trip, because there was going to be alot of climbing in the afternoon and it would be slow going. I would be setting a good pace in the morning to get us as far as I could and give us more time in the afternoon.
I led the way with Seishi at the back. I thought we could have gone along the side of a hill following the direction of the stream, but immediately saw that it was too steep so changed plan to go down to the water level and carry on from there. After about half a kilometre of climbing over fallen trees I thought it might be easier to walk on the other side of the stream so we crossed over and marched on. At some point I thought it was a bit quiet so I turned around to see only one person behind me. We waited for the others to catch up, then had to wait for them to catch their breath and carried on, eventually getting on top of a ridge and following it down to the start of a bog.
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A water and snack break |
I had a chance to take new bearings while I waited for everyone to catch up again and decided to skip the first small lake and instead go straight over the bog and take a slightly different route to the next lake.
Some people don't like bogs. They can be very waterlogged. You can get sucked in and stuck in the mud. But they are flat, there are no obstacles to climb over and you can walk in a straight line exactly where you want to go.
We got through the bog without incidents and on the map it looked like we had a slight incline over a ridge, then down to the next lake. It was way steeper than I thought it was going to be, but thats the way we had to now go. So, after a few moans and groans from my fellow students, up we went (I thought it was fun). At the top I took new bearings again, went over the top of a hill and down the other side to find the lake.
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Ten minutes rest |
Looking over the map during our break I changed the route again to cross another bog, seeing as it went so well last time. The teachers had a quiet word in my ear and pointed out a tiny lake on the map, that wasnt really on our way, but might be fun to try and find, and make it more challenging (you can see them plotting something above). Bring it on!
Across the bog, up another hill, over the top and then we met quite a steep drop which would have led us to the tiny lake. I was on for going down it, but I think I was the only one, so we followed the top of the hill to the east until I found a place where everyone was happy climbing down, but it put us off course. I was told that it was ok if we didn't find the lake anymore, but I still wanted to get there and not long after got back on course and found the bugger.
Next stop was lunch, so I took a new bearing and headed off. We came to a ridge which I expected and followed the ridge round to find the lake. Oh hang on. I didnt find the lake did I. No, because I assumed the lake was going to be at the bottom of the bloody hill, not half way up, but you know what they say about assumption. So I led us around the hill and came to a massive rock face.
I consulted with my guide pair and we decided that the lake must be further on around the rock face. No, it wasn't. We kept going and going until we came to a stream. I told everyone to take a break and after a few words of advice from our teachers on how to find out where we might be, by how long we had been hiking, speed we were travelling and what was around us, me and Seishi headed up the hill to see if we could see the lake from higher up. We couldn't see anything through the trees and were about to give up when Seishi noticed the ground was getting boggy. I told him, it cant be because we're on top a hill and all the water would run down. Apparently not in Russia. We found the lake right at the top of the hill. I had misread the contour lines on the map thinking they went up and then down to the lake but they went up and up again. By the time we got back to everyone, they were cold and hungry so we had lunch where we were and Seishi led us in the afternoon.
We cracked on with it after lunch, a slower pace than in the morning. All but a few people complained that I was going too fast and were knackered already, but we were also about to start climbing.
Not leading I had time to take some pictures. Pretty nice views as we got a little higher. My little camera is not so good at long shots though.
We knew we had to, at some point, head over the top of the hill and it was going to get rocky. It was difficult to know when exectly to start heading south. We had a chat and had to take a guess at how far we had come, but we knew what bearing to take and it didn't really matter exactly where we were as long as we were heading in the right direction.
Up we went and took a rest at almost the top of the hill. People were getting pretty tired now. It was getting late in the afternoon and we still had to get over this hill and find a suitable camping place on the other side.
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Not a great pic, but you can see where the toes and claws were. |
We found bear prints and another lake on top of the hill, before we started climbing down.
It was a little dangerous going down here. Loose rocks and holes all over the place to fall and break your legs in. A few people fell, but no injuries.
When we finally got to our proposed campsite, it was no good. No water source and no flat ground. It left us one choice: to head towards the big lake a few kilometres away. There were one or two places we could have stopped on the way, but the following day was a rest day so we decided to soldier on to the lake.
Finally, got there just before it was dark. Not the best ground to camp on, but we weren't going any further. Some people had enough energy left to put up their shelter before they crashed out. I thought it was a good day overall. It wasn't mine or Seishi's fault the day was so long. A bit of a crazy route planned by the planning team and the original campsite was no good so we had extra kilometres to hike.
More to follow.
Laters.