Sat in the sunshine at the final camp / hut at 4200 metres. 10:45 am. Drying out sleeping bag - it got some frost on it, sleeping out at 5200 metres last night: it was -1 degree C at 7 am this morning up there. We met the others on their way up to the summit - they'd set out at 3 am from this camp at 4200 metres and met us at 6 am at 5200 metres - going pretty strong. For Simon and I a tedius descent - very cold to get going, but okay once in the sun. Plan is to hang around here for a bit then trudge all the way down to the lower camp. Threw out the crappy Primus stove. Not sure I enjoy this 'mountaineering' business: I mean I am pleased to have gone to the top, especially given that it is in Iran, but would much prefer to go climbing at Stanage or something.
7:55 pm. Walked all the way down to the main road. Impromptu meal with a group of Iranian army people. One guy gave me his Iranian Army Mountaineering badge - I just commented on it and the next thing he'd torn it off his jacket. Took an age to hitch down (just a few miles) to the Hot Rock truck, parked up near Polur. Now staying at the Polur Federation Camp - owned by the Iranian Mountainering Federation - a weird sort of place complete with a huge climbing wall (indoors) but no holds on it; great showers and proper beds too. All being well we can get something good to eat in Polur.
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