So here I am…again…It is a dark rainy sky at lunchtime. I am hoping he weather will be better. With nine clients, and a aspirant guide and with a pouring rain it will be a challenge. The target this time is as usual the south peak of Kebnekaise. The peak was ascended for the first time (official) 22nd of August in 1883 and it was Charles Rabot. He entered the peak dressed in just yellow underwear to spare trousers. He had company of two Swedes; Jon Larsson and Pehr Abrahamsson. the equipment they brought was very primitive; two aluminum cups, a spoon, a fork and a coffee pot, in which to cook both soup, coffee and tea. The expedition members thus had to eat one at the time. When they reach the top at seven a clock in the evening, over it all rested something of the absolute peacefulness of the first creation. However, Rabot’s poor clothing called for more thorough observations; after measuring the summit at 2130 meters it went back down. At midnight, the group reached their base camp, hungry and tired. In twelve hours they had only consumed one chocolate bar each.
We will take the bout for shortening the approach with 6 Km. And when we racing the mountain station at Kebnekaise my clients will eat a two dinner course and sleep in a bed indoor at the station. Well, back to the weather its was rain on and off the whole journey. The next morning we left the station at 06.15 and at 13.00 we reached the top. The weather, yes it was foggy and almost no sight at all. As always it is very important to remember that to reach the top means you just the half way. It is good that is is two wind shelter close to the peak. We stayed at one of them for lunch, a good decision for gather strength. And sorry to say, as always some of the participants got really tired. the last three kilometers has taken a lot of power from the most and especially from them who has been lively and talkative during the day…But we landed in time, enjoy the shower and sauna and then a three course dinner. Hm. better then just a chocolate bar…
See ya tomorrow…
What a great story Bergman. The mountains always inspire for adventure