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Surviving K2

By Wilco van Rooijen

Copyright 2010 Wilco van Rooijen. All rights reserved

Published by G+J Publishing CV, Dalsteindreef 82-92, 1112 XC Diemen, Netherlands

Publisher: Ignas van Schaick: [email protected]

Productmanager: Susanne van Leeuwen, [email protected]

Editor: Rob van Bruggen, Q-marq communicatie-adviesbureau

English translation: Roger Thurman, Martijn Goudsmit, English Text Company

Designer cover and interior: Studio Harnas

Printed in Germany

Special thanks: Gerard McDonnell, Pemba, Gyalje, Cas van de Gevel, Jelle Staleman,Roeland van Oss, Ronald Naar and Chris Klinke.

ISBN 9789089270467

No part of this book be be reproduced in any form without permission from the publisherexecpt for the quotation of brief passages in reviews.

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inhoud

Chapter 1 It begins 9

Chapter 2 Three times K2 19

Chapter 3 1995 - A dream falls apart 45

Chapter 4 The return to k2 in 2006 65

Chapter 5 K2 summit ascent 2008 99

Chapter 6 Saved 143

Chapter 7 Epilogue 151

Chapter 8 Word of thanks 157


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foreword

For years now some have considered Wilco and I as the Siamese twins of

Dutch mountaineering; an inseparable team, merrily racing through the Alps,

sometimes away from home for weeks on end, sometimes on quick hit-and-

run missions. The year 1995 was supposed to be ours - the step towards more

serious climbing. We were two young Turks playing a part in a team of experi-

enced expedition climbers. Our goal was the 8611-metre high K2.

This expedition was to be the crowning glory after years of alpine work.

But things did not go as planned. In the early stages of the expedition

Wilco was hit by a rock, which ended any thoughts of summiting for him.

I suffered from an uninvited stomach bug that had me more time behindthe tent than on the mountain.

But that 1995 setback on K2 made Wilco the man who he is today. In the

years that followed, he became stronger and more motivated. His philoso-

phy was simple after careful calculation he set himself a goal and then

went for it. Many years of climbing in the Alps followed, as well as expedi-

tions to the North and South Pole and the Himalayas. But I recollect that

the idea of climbing K2 always lurked in his mind, and not always at the

back of it. In 2004 he climbed Mount Everest without the use of bottled

oxygen. It was only logical that K2 would be the next step.

The experience of being on a mountain a second or third time is a special

one. You dont always need to succeed the rst time, and a rst failed at-

tempt is a magnicent motivator for a second visit. You view the mountain

from a different perspective and adapt your strategy. There is rather morerespect for the beast, and both drive and motivation grow. You tread more

skilfully. In 2006 Wilco took part in an international K2 expedition which

again proved unsuccessful, he did not summit. But he did meet Irishman

Gerard McDonnell and together they planned to return to K2 in 2008.

Today he has a family and is professionally involved in expedition climbing.

2008 saw Wilco as leader of the Norit K2 Expedition. With an interna-

tional team Wilco returned to K2 for a third time.

Each year new victims fall on K2. No one knew that just as in 1986, the

year 2008 would be a disastrous year. That season we were the rst ones

on the mountain. We had a strong team in which everyone was prepared

to work towards a common goal, reaching the summit of K2 via the Cesen

Route. Wilco is a good expedition leader. He does his utmost to ensure

everyone has a summit attempt. And having to work hard is not at all bad

if the atmosphere in the team is good. We take the greatest pleasure in

climbing on K2 together.

The climb proves successful whereby four of our eight-man team reach the

summit. An achievement that the whole team is proud of. But the situa-

tion takes a dramatic turn during descent. Gerard dies after a heroic rescue

attempt. It is a tragic blow to the team.

In dealing with this terrible loss, the strongest support comes from Ger-

ards girlfriend and family. They were willing to listen to the true story of

Gerards descent without reproach. It remains a huge loss. But climbers are

climbers. This is what denes who they are. I am proud that Gerard and

our expedition members managed a successful climb of K2.

As a true professional, Wilco is able to separate expedition, family and the

loss of Gerard. He sets out a clear line for his life. He is longing for un-

known and higher goals whereby he explores the limits of his abilities such

as during the descent from the summit of K2, where he lost all his toes.Everyone was astonished by his perseverance. He is a well-balanced indi-

vidual and that is also his strength in terms of his rehabilitation. I have no

doubt that he will climb again. There is no way back. But new challenges

lie ahead. The longing for new adventure remains.

Cas van de Gevel

Malaga, March 2009


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The tip of the pen ows over the paper. I had always imagined creating

a smooth signature for this milestone in our lives, and I can see that Ill

manage it. Its my signature next to Heleens on the purchase contract of

our converted farmhouse in the Dutch province of Gelderland. We smile

nervously; our young son Teun is on my lap and doesnt have a clue as to

what this transaction actually entails, but he smiles all the same. I look at

the notary and he nods: its ofcially our home now. A dream has come

true and we feel the deep meaning of the moment. A day later Ill join the

eight-man climbing team as part of the Norit K2 Expedition. We are to

climb one of the most dangerous mountains in the world. If everything

goes to plan Ill be back in three months.

People sometimes ask me what possesses me. I always answer: Because

I want to feel alive. However, I have seldom suffered such ambivalent

feelings as when I signed the purchase contract to our house. My passion

for mountains and extreme expeditions always dominated everything and

made my life very orderly. But ever since my marriage to Heleen, my sons

birth and purchasing our home the risks that make up such an intricate

part of a life as an adventurer are more present than ever. What am I doing

to them? I am responsible for them, what will happen to my wife and child

if I dont come back? And lets face it, thats a possibility.

We spoke extensively with each other about it. Heleen understands that

I have a history with the other love of my life, K2. We have had many

heated debates on the issue, whereby the unfullled desire in me ultimate-

ly won. I have to do this. I need to return to K2 for what will perhaps be

a last try. I cannot even promise that Ill give up if this attempt also fails.My head is lled with contradictory thoughts and emotions at the start of

the Norit K2 Expedition.

Before driving to Schiphol Airport, I pick up Cas van de Gevel in Utrecht.

I am welcomed with a broad smile on the face of my faithful climbing

partner and friend with whom I share everything. Back in 1995 we were

two inexperienced rookies who managed to enter the premier league of

Dutch mountaineering by earning a place on the K2 expedition led by

Ronald Naar. Cas wanted to return to K2 one day, and this makes it his

moment just as much as it is mine. A better and more reliable climbing

partner with experience and commitment I feel cannot exist.

It is dj vu. Standing next to Cas at Schiphol are two other enthusiastic

young team members, Roeland van Oss and Jelle Staleman. Towards the

end of 2007 we had placed an ad for two competent, ambitious climbers

to join us on the 2008 Norit K2 expedition. And here they were. The two

who best matched the job description and dared to play high stakes on

climbings Holy Grail. One needs guts, passion, climbing skills, excellentphysical condition and personal maturity in making decisions. In other

words: you need to understand the dangers and know exactly what you

are doing. Reckless behaviour or overcondence tends to lead to disaster.

Roeland van Oss is a quiet, reliable and very technical climber. He looks

self-assured and makes a solid impression. Roeland is training to become a

mountain guide and we dont doubt that he has his heart in the right place.

No tall stories, he knows what he can do, what he cant, and what he wants.

Jelle is completely different. I got to know him via my triathlon organisa-

tion Hellas in Utrecht, where he trained sporadically. He had spent most

of his time with the marines abroad. I admit to having reservations about

marines. A natural prejudice, his letter of motivation conrmed my feel-

ings. Green Berets, nights without sleep, constantly pushing on - that kind

of thing. Its good to have stamina, but what do you do when you are over8000 metres and faced with the choice of descending or digging a snow

hole to survive?

A die-hard marine who never stops may sound tough, but in the moun-

tains this can leave you dead. When you are in the mountains you must

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reach the summit. The summit is only half way, a fact many have forgotten

in the emotional high of summiting. You must know what you are doing

and have yourself completely under control. And yet while we know that

Jelle has not yet mastered severe, technical climbs and has only been in-

volved in serious mountaineering for several years, we still chose him. We

know that he is t, think that he will respond well to coaching and hear

that he is a good laugh. This is important. We also know that he wont be

afraid when the going gets tough.

Court Haegens, the last Dutchman on the team, will y in a week later. He

is an Alpine climber with long experience in technical rock climbing and

a rich history as an instructor for the Royal Dutch Climbing Association,the NKBV. In 2006 he climbed his rst 8000-metre peak with relative

ease. He plays things safe and is a welcome addition to the team. Court

is an honest and reliable guy, and if you want to know about the risks its

best to speak to him. The Norit K2 expedition team also includes three

foreigners: a Nepalese, an Irishman and an Australian.

I want an eight-man team so we can work on the mountain in two groups

of four.

Over the years I have become closely acquainted with Gerard McDon-

nell, an Irishman who lives in Alaska where we have climbed and trained

together at length. He is a man after my own heart. Calm, balanced, no

beating about the bush, and someone you can take at his word. A climber

who understands endurance and perseverance. We unintentionally share

near-death experiences on the mountain of our dreams: me in 1995, andGerard in 2006. I always knew that Gerard would never be daunted by

the experience. We are very similar in this way. Maybe our accidents made

us more determined. This would never happen to us again, and we would

show that back then it was just bad luck.

In 2003 Gerard climbed Everest with oxygen from the Nepalese south

side together with Sherpa Pemba who hailed from the Khumbu region.

Sherpas are tireless workers who are extremely well adapted to climbing

at high altitudes, and they are born to an impressive and proud culture.

Of the entire group, Pemba has the most experience above 8000 metres.

Although he had never climbed Everest without oxygen, he stood at the

summit six times. Pemba is an absolute professional - a man of consensus,

never seeking out confrontation but not afraid of speaking his mind. It is

striking that Pemba doesnt consider K2 to be the most dangerous moun-

tain, but rather Annapurnas south face. Pemba thinks that this mountain

is much more dangerous because the avalanches there are very unpredict-

able. Pembas athletic physique makes him a climber who commands re-

spect from everyone.

Last but not least, the Australian Mark Sheen. In 2006 Mark climbed on

Broad Peak with Gerard and myself, and we immediately hit it off. Mark is

from Perth and does not have a mountaineering background a fun laid-

back Aussie who is ambitious and eager to learn. During the Broad Peak

expedition, he climbed to camp 4 with Gerard and me to just below the

col at almost 8000 metres. In the middle of the night Gerard, Mark and I

set off for the summit. Mark was quickly forced to give up: he returned to

camp 4. His decision not to descend further, but to wait for Gerard and

me, proved a serious error of judgement. Upon returning that evening,

we found Mark in a delirious condition. We were shocked to nd him so

depleted and forced him to descend with us. We reached camp 3, the next

day continuing on down to base camp. Mark was suffering from frostbite

in his ngers. It was a hard lesson but Mark accepted his mistake and

didnt complain. Luckily his ngers fully recovered.

A year later, Mark is climbing Mount Everest with a team from New Zea-

land. A strong, cold wind is blowing when he reaches the summit. When

I hear about his successful summit attempt, I e-mail him my congratula-

tions. He replies asking me what my plans are and enquires about a place

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He is a team player. And now the team is complete, a balanced group with

winners at all positions. I am happy, more than happy.

We also receive support from our base camp in the Netherlands, which is

manned by our organisational wonder Maarten van Eck. Good commu-

nications are extremely important. On the mountain we are completely

dependent on meteorological information from Ab Maas that we receive

through mission control. There is also a medical hotline to our expedition

doctor Ronald Hulsebosch. Maarten and Michel Schuurman serve as press

ofcers, our link to the outside world. The base camp in the Netherlands,

always on standby, is our life line.

On this expedition we have found a sponsor who is also active as a fully-

edged team member. Norit, and in particular Menno Holterman, have

been involved in the expedition from the start. Not only nancially but

also with other contributions such as a small technological wonder that

should be a must-have on every expedition: a mobile water purier that

spared us a lot of physical discomfort. Its always hard to say goodbye, but

with all faith in a positive outcome, its easier.

The journey out of the country and on to higher ground progresses

smoothly and before we know it the rst real challenge presents itself; the

infamous Karakoram Highway (whoever came up with this moniker must

have had something of a sense of humour) - the old silk route between Pa-

kistan and China running through the northern state of Baltistan. There is

very little actual highway: the road is mostly narrow, partially unpaved and

sometimes so steep that vehicles need help to make the climb. It extendsthrough the Indus Valley where at certain places the river runs hundreds

of metres below through an inhospitable landscape. The fact that there

is even a road here is a miracle in its own right. A heavy toll was paid

to build it; construction cost many peoples lives; an estimated one per

kilometre. The Karakoram Highway was completed in the 1970s. It is the

only road that connects Baltistan with the ve lower basins in the Punjab

in Pakistan. Baltistan borders on China in the north and Kashmir in India

to the east. This area has long been the playing eld of tensions between

India and Pakistan as both countries claim Kashmir. Although this is a

relatively quiet area where a cease-re is in place, there are many army

posts on the glaciers up to K2. More Pakistani and Indian soldiers die from

high-altitude disease than from bullets.

We want to drive to Skardu over the coming two days. We leave at 06.00

in two buses. We havent even been on the road for an hour when the

suspension on one of them gives up. Yet another adventure begins. The

driver attempts to drive on but the screeching noises are too much even

for him. We switch buses and continue slowly. In the next village, we lookfor a new vehicle and driver. Serious negotiating is necessary before a deal

is closed. We nally continue, the views brightening our mood. We have

magnicent views of Nanga Parbat (8125m) and Rakaposhi (7790m), just

like K2, mountains with characteristic shapes.

Our driver is amazing. For the past two days he has been driving along

narrow, dangerous, unpaved roads. He is positive and optimistic and, in

spite of the time lost, he thinks we will reach Skardu on the second day.

We are startled as we careen from the road, but its not serious. The rush

of adrenaline from the near-accident enables our driver to deliver us to our

destination quickly, we arrive at 23.00. We are standing in the famous K2

hotel in Skardu with its magnicent view of the desert plains and mighty

mountain rivers. We quickly take our things to our rooms, shower and

sleep.

When we wake up, we are in a different world. An oasis of rest, with

views that are only possible in the high mountains. We have breakfast and

rearrange all baggage barrels and duffel bags. We buy groceries. All the

communication equipment - the laptops, modems, satellite phones, solar

panels, batteries and converters are given a nal check. From now on we

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On 21 May, at 06.00 in the morning, we leave in the jeeps in the direction

of Askole. From Skardu it is over 110 kilometres along dangerous off-road

paths that are sometimes impassable due to landslides, falling rocks or riv-

ers that have burst their banks. We pass many suspension bridges that only

allow one vehicle to pass at a time. These seemingly frail wobbly obstacles

are crossed at no more than walking speed. Even though this is an adven-

turous journey through amazing landscapes, there is little time to enjoy it.

We are constantly avoiding rocks, and on the lookout for places where the

road has been washed away, landslides or broken-down vehicles. I know

that just outside Askole there is a steep incline that can only be climbed

with 4x4s and in low gears. It also demands a skilled driver as the road has

several treacherously sharp hairpin bends. In 2006 several jeeps got intotrouble: they had to be unloaded and only made it after several repeated

attempts. My heart is in my throat, but I neednt have worried. We climb

the hill at the rst elegant attempt.

Askole is a real expedition village. As the road ends here it is a gathering

point for porters seeking work which brings foreign wealth to a very poor

part of the world. The next morning, the atmosphere is especially pleasant.

We are recruiting. We are the rst expedition of the season and the porters

are raring to go. I have brought along 100 Norit K2 Expedition caps. I

know from experience how happy porters are to have such headgear. A

quality cap is easily worth three days wages. The caps are handed out, and

all hell breaks loose. We feel like pop stars, there are sadly not enough caps

to go round. Happily some of the porters prefer their traditional Hunza

headdress.

On 22 May we begin our seven-day trek. We are tired of sitting, and eager

to make active use of our bodies again. Active acclimatisation can begin.

We are still at only 2500 metres, but will quickly ascend to 5000 metres.

The trek goes via Korophonenaar Jhula, Paiju where we will have a day

of rest, then on to Urdukas, Goro II, Broad Peak base camp and our nal

goal: K2 base camp. We trek for six to eight hours a day. We start early,

around 06.00, before sunrise, and by around 15.00 have done the distance

and still have time set up camp. K2 trekking is one of the roughest and

heaviest as there are no villages or settlements along the way (unlike Ever-

est), nowhere to buy cola or tea or whatever. We dont complain. Its part

of the story. The mountains along the route are also among the highest and

most rugged with ve of the worlds 14 eight thousanders in handsome

view. We have already passed Nanga Parbat (8125m), and are now walk-

ing past Gasherbrum 1 (8068m), Gasherbrum 2 (8035m) and Broad Peak

(8047m). The path will end at the foot of K2, mountain of mountains

(8611m). Other famous summits here include the Great Trango Towers,

the Cathedrals, Uli Biaho, Paju Peak, Liligo Peak, Masherbrum, Mitre

Peak, Mustagh Tower and Chogolisa - a climbers Valhalla.

From Paiju we climb onto the famous Baltoro Glacier, which we follow

to Concordia, the ice plateau where some 60 glaciers converge. From here

we should be able to see K2 but today the view is obstructed by mist,

clouds and snow. In the process of covering distance at high altitude its

best to keep your mind blank and focus on innity. We continue trudging

through the snow and cold to Broad Peak base camp. Quiet is all around.

Tent, food, water and fatigue combine to put us to sleep fast. When we

wake up the next day, we are surrounded by powder snow as far as the eye

can see. We gaze in delight. A clear blue ceiling on a white white world.

And there it is, in the far distance - King of the Karakoram - higher than

all the surrounding summits. Humility, pride, wonder, fear, and bravado

all have a place in our cocktail of emotions. What a simply magnicent

view. The area immediately around K2 is called the throne room of the

mountain gods. It is easy to understand why.

From Broad Peak base camp we cross the Godwin Austen glacier. We cross

moraines, jump melt-water streams and move delicately between the mas-

sive boulders. We soon arrive at the K2 base camp. Because we are the rst

expedition to arrive (there will be many more during the season) we can

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Somewhere in the middle the porters have thrown down their load from

their powerful sweating backs. They have worked hard. And now these

hard workers are to be paid. A xed fee was agreed in advance, but they are

secretly hoping for a tip. When I announce to the porters, who are gath-

ered together in a large circle, that they will receive ten days pay instead ofthe agreed seven applause rings through the camp. After the porters leave,

a feeling of tranquillity descends. We can start building our home for the

coming two months.


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Another problem. Because our base camp is moving on the glacier, every

structure ends up collapsing, however strong it may be. Even our base

camp will not withstand the long wait, I think to myself cynically.

My thoughts go back to the end of May, when we arrived. The glacier was

still smooth and everything looked different. It was all covered by a beauti-

ful, thick white layer of snow. Setting up camp was simple and there was

plenty of room. We were the rst expedition on the glacier. We were able

to choose the best spot for our base camp at 5000 metres altitude with a

fantastic view of K2. We quickly set up our comfortable base camp in the

beginning of the expedition everything seemed to go well. After returning

to my tent I quickly squeeze into my warm sleeping bag and reect on thatrst day of climbing. The Norit K2 Expedition commenced on 3 June.

Roeland, Jelle, Cas and I start xing the rst 600 metres of xed ropes on

the route to camp 1. We all feel the youthful excitement, this is the real

thing. We are nally allowed to get going, after a long, tiring journey and

months of intensive preparation. Cas leads the way as he looks for the right

route, Jelle follows with the rope. I climb in between to lm and Roeland

prevents the 200-metre-long rope from twisting and snagging. The condi-

tions may not be perfect, but we are moving along rapidly. During the rst

day we x three lengths of rope with the help of pitons.

We ascend to around 5500 metres, then return feeling tired but fullled.

Pemba, Gerard and Mark have not yet joined the expedition. Pemba has

asked his lama in Nepal to bless the expedition and has built a stone alter

with Tibetan prayer ags. The expeditions prayer ceremony will take place

on 5 June. Pemba does not want to climb or step onto the mountain beforethen. Gerard and Mark join Pemba out of respect for him. Pemba doesnt

mind that we have already started climbing: with all his experience he under-

stands that you should make the utmost of every good day on the mountain.

The images are very vivid in my mind. And now I cant sleep any longer. I

search for my headlamp, switch it on, search through my things and dig out

my diary, crawl deeper into my sleeping bag and start to read.

Its the third time. I carefully open my eyes after a wonderful, deep sleep

and stare at the dark tent cloth above me. It is the middle of the night. I

wonder what woke me - my thoughts or the natural urge I fee l. The third

time, I repeat to myself. A restless voice inside me starts nagging some-

where close. Our expedition started so well, but now were sitting here and

can do nothing but wait. It is mid-July, our rst serious summit attempt

was two weeks ago. Unfortunately, unsuccessful.

The longer we wait the less likely it is that we can make a new summit at-

tempt. Very frustrating. I crawl out of my sleeping bag and into my long

sleeved underwear, outer pants and eece vest, and anorak. Its freezing

cold at night. I would have preferred to stay in the tent, but nature calls. Idrag myself through the cold towards the toilet tent. My headlight shines

across the rocks as I clump along on my moon boots. For hygienic rea-

sons the tent has been placed at the other side of the camp, far from the

mess tents. Fortunately, all international expeditions have agreed to place

their toilet tents here. At the other end of the camp the glacial river ows

from where we get our water supply. Even though our expedition now has

a novelty that has saved us a lot of physical discomfort a mobile water

purier that Norit has provided we dont take any chances.

It is deathly quiet in base camp. I can make out the contours of the mighty

K2 and a shiver runs down my spine. Although it is the third time, you

never get used to the awe-inspiring sight of this mountain. At night it

inspires the most fear; it makes me feel small. In the light of day and from

the safety of base camp, I have often stared at its anks and broad shoul-

ders: it doesnt seem to hide any secrets from me and I can effortlessly ndmy way along the route and camps to the summit; both with my eyes and

in my mind. But now in the dark, in the middle of the night, I have lost all

my bearings and with the growing feeling of disappointment that this at-

tempt will also prove unsuccessful; the mountain appears more cruel than

ever. I look under the thin tent cloth above the pile of rocks and notice that

we need to move the toilet today or tomorrow otherwise it will collapse.


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The weather had deteriorated. At camp 1 everything was shrouded in a

dense mist and clouds and it was snowing. Very much in contrast with

the conditions when heading out this morning with the sun shining, and

sweat pouring down our faces. A few hours later our hands were numb,

it was snowing and a cold wind was blowing. Although we were not yet

properly acclimatised, we had managed to x 600 metres of rope up to

camp 1. It was an impressive achievement. Even speaking required a great

deal of effort. You had to breathe deeply before being able to reply. While

climbing, we were constantly out of breath. Just before camp 1, we ran

out of rope. We were 20 metres short to actually reach the camp. Camp 1

is small: a ledge squeezed between two rock towers with two tiny ats for

two-person tents, I estimated them to be 2.5 metres by 1.5 metres. Di-rectly next to two massive rock towers is the abyss to the other side down

to the glacier and the base camp. We can see the small, coloured specks of

our tents. Later on, we hear that Pemba, Mark, Gerard and Court closely

follow our movements. We empty our rucksacks, x everything to a rope

and decide to quickly go back down. The weather is getting worse and we

decide not to put up our tents as a precaution against the erce storms. Im-

ages of the 2002 Mount Everest expedition, where complete camps blew

away, come to mind.

What a prelude to the expedition. Reached camp 1, we should be proud!

We descend rapidly along the xed ropes and reach the glacier at 13.00.

We establish radio contact with base camp and report that we will be back

at 14.00 to have lunch. When we reach base camp we are exhausted, and

take a rest. We explain the geography of the route up to camp 1, what

things look like and the conditions. Tomorrow, after the ceremony of thePuja, Pemba will go up with Mark, Gerard and Court. Cas, Jelle, Roeland

and I explain that it is not very smart to go up after the Puja. It will be

09.00 before you are actually in the route, and the snow will be soft, mak-

ing it difcult. Would it not be smarter to load the rucksacks with rope,

tents, stoves, gas and food, and start very early the next day? But Pemba,

Mark, Gerard and Court want to explore part of the route tomorrow, to

Got up at 4.00 this morning to nish the job of xing the route to camp

1 at 5800 metres. Yesterday we xed three two-hundred-metre lengths of

rope and got up to around 5500 metres. When I left my tent Cas walked

by and said: Wake Jelle up, its very quiet in his tent. He was still sleeping.

After breakfast Cas, Roeland and I departed, Jelle would catch us up on

the glacier. We used red ags to mark a route . But the route was still un-

clear, and so we wanted to mark it more clearly today. Its very important

to mark the route according to a specic line as it very dangerous to walk

to the bottom of the route in too direct a line. You are literally walking

through a potential avalanche cone of snow and ice. If these come crashing

down (which they do with monotonous regularity) they will instantly bury

you. It is best to avoid them. Over the past days Cas, Jelle and Roelandhave also placed many ags, but you would not be able to nd your way

across the glacier in a white-out, and that is why we decided to further

improve the route. In a total white-out you must be able to walk from

ag to ag; the route to base camp should be clearly marked, especially

when returning to base camp after an exhausting climb. At 5.00 we started

preparing the route, and at 6.30 we were standing at the bottom of the

slope up to the route. We put on our equipment and started climbing. Cas

leading the way, followed by Jelle, then me and Roeland as the last climber.

Roeland was suffering and when I asked if he was alright, he said he wasnt.

His throat was hurting and he was short of breath. I told him not to risk it

all just to be able to climb today. But he wanted to come up, albeit at his

own pace. We climbed up to 5500 metres, where we ended the previous

day and put all the gear that we had left behind in our rucksacks. In addi-

tion to this equipment, we were also hauling up new stuff - two tents, two

sets of MSR Reactor stoves, gas tanks, breakfast, warm meals, three lengthsof 200-metre rope, pitons, ice axes and more. Cas tracked the route up,

Jelle climbing behind with the rst 200-metre rope, I reeling in the rope at

the belay, until Roeland caught up. Roeland then took over from me as I

climbed with a new length and climbing materials up to Cas and Jelle. In

the meantime the rope was being xed with pitons at strategic places on the

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By fair means or not, various incidents occurred that gave us pause for

thought. Mark experienced some scary moments on the traverse between

camp 1 and 2 where he was almost hit by falling stones. We quickly saw

that these were being caused by work being done above camp 2. Pemba and

Gerard were already exploring the route to camp 3, accidentally dislodging

stones that then fell several hundred metres down to the traverse we were

making. Extremely dangerous. Climbing simultaneously at different places

on a face can be risky, and this often happens of course when different

teams are climbing the same mountain. The solution was carefully thought

through. The rst team would ascend carrying as much equipment from

base camp as possible like tents, anchors, route markers and so on. They

would carry the gear to camp 2, sleep there and descend the next morning.When they appeared team 2 would go up to camp 2, and the next day they

would prepare the route up to camp 3 with the materials brought up by

team 1. This should be clever use of shift work. If the weather and the con-

ditions permitted this, the preparation work up to camp 3 would quickly be

completed. This was the theory, but would it also work in practice?

We decide to execute our plan on 11 June. I ascend with Jelle, Roeland,

Mark and Court; we are wearing heavy packs. The gear includes two

North Face Mountain 25 tents that need to be properly secured to with-

stand storms. I am sharing a tent with Mark, and Jelle is sharing a tent with

Roeland. Court will sleep in camp 1. The next day we descend and are

relieved by Pemba, Cas and Gerard, who will climb with Court to camp 2.

They will sleep there in the tents that we set up, and the next day Pemba,

Cas and Gerard will prepare the route to camp 3. Our plans work. We are

pleased that the climbing strategy has worked well. And we have managedanother success, its all going as we would like. If things keep up, the more

serious part of the climb may begin earlier than we thought. The successes

create a sense of euphoria. Everybody knows that the hardest part of the

expedition is yet to come. If the signs are not betraying us... We are still

the only expedition that has reached this far. A lot of the other expeditions

have just arrived, or are still on the way to base camp.

put their bodies to work. If they cant make it, they will come back down.

According to plan, they will leave early Friday morning to take up equip-

ment to camp 1. They will return and we will assess which of the climbers

is t enough to climb to camp 1 in four to ve hours, and then x part

of the route up to camp 2. We choose not to sleep in camp 1, as this will

mean burning precious gas and consuming food, but to descend to base

camp instead. First we must x the ropes up to camp 2 and 3. We will

only sleep in camp 1 if necessary. Its a good plan and everyone agrees.

After Friday we will mix up the teams. The Dutch may have got here rst,

but this does not mean they should decide the composition of the teams.

Everyone agrees, and surely we will learn from each other. Hopefully the

weather will be OK; the snowfalls are making it hard work on the moun-tain. Today we lay a trail up to camp 1, but with the snow the tracks will

be gone within an hour. All in all, I am pleased: its great working on the

route with this team, everyone is raring to go and every effort is construc-

tive and aimed at the joint goal. We had planned to reach K2s base camp

before 1 June. We easily manage this. We made to it camp 1, and xed

1200 metres of rope by 4 June; another success. Some say the rst blow is

half the battle. No other expeditions have arrived yet, and we already have

camp 1 in our pocket.

I can still clearly remember living in something of a dream during the suc-

ceeding days while working hard and reaching higher and higher up the

mountain. In the meantime our physical condition improved and we be-

came a close team. The atmosphere was positive, and we grew into our roles.

I had given a lot of thought to the make-up of the team. Making headway

on the mountain almost has the effect of a drug. It is a great feeling if youcan climb by fair means, in other words without extra bottled oxygen. I am

a strong supporter of climbing without the use of extra oxygen. Climbing

on the basis of your own strengths is the most natural form and gives most

climbers the greatest satisfaction. It is also safer. I am convinced of that.

Then there is the added bonus of doing it with a team of diverse characters

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ascend to camp 2 with our heavy rucksacks (that contain heavy material

including tent, stove, food, personal items, down suit, sleeping bag, mat,

gloves, thermos ask, photo and video camera). As forecast, the weather

on Monday 16 June does not look great; however, on Tuesday conditions

should improve. We leave base camp at 04.00, its pitch black. Our cooks

Hussain and Hassan send us off. By 05.00 we have our crampons on. With

our ice axe and ascendeur in hand, protective cream on our faces, we start

climbing the face up to camp 1. Cas, Jelle, Roeland and I climb at a steady

pace. There is no clear line of ascent and at the bottom of the face there

is a vast mess of snow, ice and rocks. The high temperatures over the past

days have caused changes. Rocks normally frozen solidly in place come

loose and literally whistle past. One of the reasons we ascend so early. Bestto be in camp 1 by 08.00 at the latest. In fact the earlier the better. And

then continue on to camp 2, which should be reached by around 12.00

noon. The higher the altitude the lower the chance of rocks round your

ears. There are also snow avalanches we estimate some ten a day but

fortunately they are rarely close to us. The ones that are close only miss us

narrowly, as happened last night.

Roeland and I were sleeping in camp 2 when a loud bang woke us up with

a start. For a second I couldnt remember where I was. What was that?

The bang was followed by a roar. It sounded ominous and for a second I

thought to myself that this might be it. Roeland also woke up with a start.

We briey stared at each other, zipped open the tent to see if would sur-

vive. We peered through the tent opening to see a gigantic avalanche roar-

ing through the couloir to the left of camp 2. We felt the strangely reduced

air pressure, a terrifying sensation. However, we realised that we were safelybelow a rock overhang, and the tents are rmly xed to secure pitons. We

went back to sleep, but without feeling entirely at ease.

Climbing is never without its risks of course. We are in natures most

threatening environment the mountains - and as a vulnerable human

being you can only outwit but never beat the forces of nature. One day

Four days later on 15 June 2008. I am wriggling about in my tent and

wide awake, its the middle of the night. I am thinking about tomorrow.

The weather forecast predicts for today a mild depression and maybe some

precipitation on Monday, followed by stable weather until next weekend.

Various scenarios pass through my mind, as I weigh the different possibili-

ties. We have managed to make headway on the mountain. The situation

is looking good, we have a strong team and the mountain awaits us. I am

unable to sleep, so I grab a book, The Boys of Everest by Clint Willis (on

the self-condent expedition leader Chris Bonington, and the generation

of climbers like Don Whillans, Ian Clough, Dougal Haston, Nick Est-

court, Martin Boysen, Mick Burke, Doug Scott, Joe Tasker, Peter Board-

man and Al Rouse). After reading a chapter I doze off, and am awakenedat 7.30 by the warm sun on my tent.

I immediately notice that the atmosphere in the group has changed: eve-

ryone feels we are progressing comfortably, and that the actual summit

attempt may start earlier than we thought. This is the general feeling, but

it remains unsaid. One notices this in the little details, such as fewer jokes

being made. I unfold the plans. On Monday 16 June I want to leave for

camp 2, together with Cas, Jelle and a porter. We will sleep there, and on

Tuesday 17 June, Jelle and I want to nish preparing the route up to camp

3 by xing the last 250 metres of rope. Cas and the porter will come up

later with the two North Face tents, once we have reached camp 3. Jelle

and I will lead, carrying up the ropes, pitons and other equipment. Its a

solid plan.

Maturity is noticeable in the decision-making by the group. When askingif anyone is willing to carry up the equipment to camp 3, Mark and Roe-

land immediately offer help. After Gerard explains that the terrain above

camp 2 is a lot steeper and more difcult than we have yet dealt with, Mark

doesnt mind that Roeland will come up with us because he is a more tech-

nical climber with more experience in difcult terrain. Thats what I call

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thing I shout to him through the raging storm is: Maarten, the weather

is terrible. Maarten reassures me by explaining that our weatherman Ab

Maas is at his post again, and has just sent new forecasts. They paint a

different picture than the internet forecast. According to Abs calculations

the unstable weather will continue throughout the week, with enormous

jet stream winds near the summit and rapidly dropping temperatures! Its

storming and snowing at 6000 metres. We unequivocally conrm that.

Even though I am glad to receive Abs more reliable forecast, its a disap-

pointment. There is no option but to descend. We contact base camp via

the radio and get Gerard on the line. Base camp, Base camp here Camp

Two do you receive? Gerard: Hey Wilco Yep, we receive loud and clear.

Go ahead! I explain what I just heard and that we will probably turnaround. We agree to have further contact at 03.30. If Cas and I feel that

the weather will be acceptable we may continue according to plan. But its

against our better judgement. At 03.00 Cas and I step out into screaming

wind and snowdrift. We have to go down, fast. At 03.30 I re-establish

contact with Gerard and tell him that we will go back down at 05.00, and

hopefully be able to sit down for breakfast at 08.30. Roger, be safe on

descent and see you round breakfast time.

I say to myself that the expedition was progressing rather too smoothly.

Hopefully its only a minor setback, but we will need to adjust our plans.

On the plus side, at least we have Abs weather forecasts, a reassuring feel-

ing. We all hope to be down before the weekend, and to have time to

recuperate. A pleasant prospect for the short term, and I also have a clear

idea of our strategy for the long term.

On 18 June there will be a full moon, and we want to seize this opportu-

nity. If there is enough light (also at night) and the weather is stable, then

the camps can quickly be in order. If we can set up the logistics and the

four camps before the end of June, we could try a summit attempt in July,

as originally planned. The next full moon will be 18 July. This is when the

summit attempt should take place. We will need to be mentally prepared

when climbing just below camp 1, a rock zzes past, seemingly out of

nowhere. The treacherous hissing sound is actually rather like a rie shot,

if you hear it and nothing hurts, you know youve survived. Out of the cor-

ner of my eye the projectile ies past at a metre distance. I shout as loudly

as I can to Cas, Jelle and Roeland below me. I cannot see if they have

been hit, because Im climbing out of sight. I hear no screams so I warmly

assume everything is OK. After arriving in camp 1 I wait for Cas, Jelle

and Roeland. My heart is pounding. It seems they reacted to my shout

and nothing happened. This unnerving experience recurs three times that

morning. Its nerve-racking. Jelle leads the climb to camp 2 using the xed

ropes across the traverse and I capture some pretty shots with the Canon

HDV camera on my helmet. Cas is climbing behind me, followed by Roe-land. At 11.30 we arrive in camp 2, after Jelle has dislodged the last couple

of hundred metres of rope out of the ice using his ice axe. In addition to

the 5mm white rope, we also have the 8mm blue static Enduro rope for

heavier and steeper sections. It feels a lot more comfortable to climb with

a thicker rope than with what we call the guitar string (although while we

know it can take the strain of us all it seems oh so thin and vulnerable.)

The drawback to the blue rope is that when the temperature rises above

freezing point it melts faster into the snow and ice than the white rope.

This means that when it refreezes at night it requires a lot more effort to

dislodge from the ice.

Cas and Jelle crawl into the rst tent, I get into the second, hang Pemba

and Gerards equipment outside, re up the stove to melt snow and make

soup. An hour later, Roeland appears. He is fed up because he is so slow.

However, he feels he is making progress; his body is getting acclimatised.But now the weather is deteriorating. Cas, Jelle and I arrived dry; Roeland

arrives in a storm of snow and hail. I remain condent the wind will die

down and the weather will clear up overnight. At least thats the forecast.

Until now we used free of charge weather forecasts via the Internet, which

turns out to be a mistake. At 18.00 I contact Maarten who is manning

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burns muscle more easily than it does fat, as burning fat at altitude requires

more oxygen than is normally available.

Air pressure at 5000 metres is around 50 percent of that at sea level, and

above 8000 metres it is only one third. This effectively means the body is

only getting one third the amount of oxygen at 8000 metres in each breath

than at sea level. This requires you to use energy wisely. It is as if the body

is an emptying vessel. It is no longer able to absorb sufcient energy via the

food consumed, partly because you lose appetite at altitude. Even if you

force yourself to consume sufcient food, it is likely it would exit the body

almost immediately. The body is in a state of alert and no longer focuses on

digestion. It chooses to use the scarce oxygen for more important vital func-tions such as physical movement, heat regulation, thinking and the organs.

After a week at high altitude the climber must return to a lower altitude to

allow their body to recuperate. The longer the time spent and the higher

the altitude, the faster the bodily deterioration.

This plays through my mind as Cas, Roeland, Jelle and I ascend to camp 2

on Tuesday 24 June. We leave at 04.00, just before rst light. We are carry-

ing heavy packs with equipment for camp 3. Two tents, four sleeping mats

and four sleeping bags, two Reactor stoves (these are great but slightly

heavier than the MSR pocket rockets, the Reactor works faster and is

more efcient), three down suits, snow anchors, pitons, climbing ropes,

and food, drink, and so on. The weather on the morning of the 24th

isnt very good, however, we trust the forecast that predicts good weather

through Friday. And this appears to be right; the more the cloud coverbreaks and the brighter the sun shines, the more optimistic we are. I arrive

in camp 1 at 07.20 and wait for Cas, Jelle and Roeland. I want to shoot

some more footage, so Jelle leads up to the traverse at camp 2. I go up

second, followed by Cas and Roeland. This enables me to lm Jelle above

me, and Cas and Roeland below me. Cas has been given a microphone to

record his heavy breathing sounds on lm.

by 10 July at the latest. This will give us the required four to ve weeks to

acclimatise. We should work towards this date. Just to be safe, I factor in

another ve days of bad weather with heavy snowfall. This will not be a

problem if we can prepare camps 3 and 4 on time. If not, it will be much

harder to set them up after a snowfall and only then make a summit at-

tempt.

climbing at altitude

It is impossible to climb an 8611-metre high mountain from base camp (at

5100 metres) in one go. If a human being is taken from sea level directlyto 8000 metres, they will die within minutes. Climbing a mountain of this

altitude is only possible if the body is allowed to adjust to the altitude. Ac-

climatisation is as follows: climbing to a high altitude during day, and

sleeping at a lower altitude at night. The climbing allows the body to ad-

just to the altitude, while sleeping at a lower elevation with sufcient oxy-

gen enables the body to recuperate properly. Going up and down on the

mountain, a little higher each time, has two benets. It allows the climber

to acclimatise, and simultaneously take up expedition gear such as tents,

stoves, food, and climbing equipment. In this way the camps are equipped

for future efforts. If conditions allow then the provisioning and position-

ing of these camps will allow a summit attempt. It takes weeks to set up

four camps on such a mountain, and to have all the equipment in the right

place. That is why it takes so long to climb an eight-thousander. One also

has to factor in lay days and bad weather. The actual summit attempt is

only possible after the preparations and logistics around the four camps arecomplete.

It all sounds logical, but there is a serious catch. If one spends a lot of time

at high altitude the body starts to deteriorate. While the body acclimatises,

it is also breaking down. The climber loses weight because the body starts

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destroyed by the wind, lying under a thick layer of snow. We decide to

make camp 3 by preparing a level area to set up a VE 25 tent. Cas and Jelle

start digging and I put on a pot of tea. We are dehydrated. Just before sun-

down, the tent is up. It is on a very small ledge that doesnt provide enough

space for the tent. Part of it oats in space. But once lying in it with a

rucksack in the oating part, things are more or less level. A biting wind

is blowing at 7000 metres. We crawl into the tent and try to drink some

soup. Roeland has not made it to camp 3, because he is having trouble

breathing. He has turned around half way along the route. He left behind

his gear a tent, stove, mat, down suit and sleeping bag by tying it down

in the route. Roeland arrives in camp 2, where Pemba, Gerard, Court and

Mark have arrived. Although there is not really enough space for him andhe should descend further, Pemba and Gerard manage to make room in

their narrow two-man tent.

In camp 3, Cas and I are lying on the outside. We allow Jelle, the youngest

member of the team, to have the best spot. He is suffering from altitude

sickness and has a pounding headache. My body also knows it is up at

7000 metres; I cannot keep any food down. Another problem emerges.

We only have two lightweight North Face Hightail sleeping bags and two

down suits with us. Cas crawls into his lightweight sleeping bag with all

his clothes on, and I crawl into my down suit. Jelle keeps on all his clothes

and crawls into his down suit and then into the other sleeping bag. He is

still cold and feeling bad. We prepare for the night, but know that we wont

get much sleep. Not long after, I cannot feel my feet anymore. The down

suit is great, but it does not have slippers so my feet are less protected. I

have left my second pair of thick Icebreaker socks, of pure Merino wool,back in camp 2. Cas gives me a pair of dry socks and I wrap my feet in

two layers. However, cold feet in cold socks remain cold. Its my own fault.

To save on weight I brought up half a Therm-a-Rest mat. And I need the

other half for my back. My rucksack is lying at the head and my feet are

lying on cold climbing boots. Cas notices this and shoves his rucksack to-

wards me for my feet. Cas has not made the same mistake and has a long,

We arrive in camp 2, at around 13.00. In the meantime an expedition

led by Frenchman Hugues dAubarede is also climbing the Cesen Route.

Their team has two high altitude porters (haps) who will set up tents. The

next day they want to go up with us to camp 3 carrying two 200 metre

lengths of rope for us to compensate the work we have done in preparing

the route. We have eaten and slept well, and feel t. Jelle and I will x the

rest of the route to camp 3. Cas and Roeland will follow and carry up the

heavier rucksacks. The haps will each bring up a rope. We are still prepar-

ing ourselves, when the haps announce that they are going up ahead. At

rst I am happy with this decision because it means they will be track-

ing in the fresh snow. At the same time I have a premonition that things

might not go to plan. My suspicions strangely turn out to be right. Lessthan ninety minutes later we reach the rock passages above camp 2 and

see the two haps sitting in the snow. They say they are tired and are go-

ing back down. This means the two ropes are now lying in the snow 150

metres above camp 2. This does not make us happy. I thank the haps and

continue tracking through the deep, fresh snow. Fortunately the weather

is good and we try to enjoy it. The route from camp 2 (6200m) to camp

3 (7000m) is long and heavy. After the rocks above camp 2, comes a long

snow ridge which seems endless (especially if you are tracking and carry-

ing a heavy rucksack). We are climbing at a distance of around 250 metres

from each other, each at our own pace. When I reach the location that

Pemba reached when last xing the ropes, at around 6800 metres, I pre-

sume I will quickly be able to nish the last 200 to 250 metres. At 12.30 I

will make radio contact with Pemba or Gerard in camp 2. Pemba has just

arrived, and I explain to him that Im just below camp 3. This turns out

to be a huge mistake. I can see a big rock overhang, which I presume tobe camp 3. I examine my GPS and discover we are only at 6845 metres.

We keep climbing, but progress slowly and with difculty. We are running

out of reserves. Where is camp 3? We look up, but cannot see any smooth

places on the route where there is not too great a danger of avalanche. We

trust the last climbers and briskly continue along the route. Two hours

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weak. Court was coughing all night, and his legs are hurting. The altitude

is starting to take its toll. He and Roeland have gone down to base camp.

Mark is doing well and is strong today. Fortunately, half the team is able to

set up camp 3 and to make full use of this brief period of good weather. We

are ghting our way up again. Jelle has also recovered and the track is still

there. This time Cas leads the way and I follow. Jelle climbs close to Pemba.

Mark and Gerard, who are also ghting their way up, are far behind. The

landscape is literally and guratively breathtaking.

Amazing views. We are now high enough to look down on surrounding

summits. The view is beyond words and I cannot imagine any other place

in the world that could surpass it. Hundreds of summits. At least fty over7000 metres. From K2 to Broad Peak, the Gasherbrums, Mustagh Tower,

K6, K12, and so on. I am too tired to lm and take pictures. We climb

along awe-inspiring seracs, like tilting high-rise ats. If I stare at them too

long, I get light-headed and clenched by fear. I feel small and vulnerable.

The weather is perfect, a clear blue sky and searing sun. Today, Im feel-

ing happy again. The track, and the fact that we know the exact location

of camp 3, enables us to progress faster. We arrive at 13.00. When Pemba

arrives he proposes to start xing the ropes, after an hours break. What

determination that man has. The problem is who will help him? Mark is

tired, Gerard does not have any strength left, and one of us will have to

spend the night in camp 3. Without hesitation, Cas offers to help. It is

impressive how Cas has contributed until now. He barely seems to be suf-

fering from the altitude. Jelle and I descend to camp 2. Cas and Pemba will

x the ropes, and Mark and Gerard will dig a space for the second TNF

VE 25 tent. Then we hear that the VE 25s tent poles are missing. Suppos-edly, Jelle took them from Roeland and gave them to Pemba when he was

not feeling too well. He then took them back and now they are gone. This

means that Gerard, Mark, Cas and Pemba will have to sleep together in

one tent probably Cass second night with no sleep. Fortunately, there are

enough sleeping bags, but it is impossible to sleep. Even when lying head

to foot, you get irritated by the other persons breathing and movement.

heavy Therm-a-Rest mat to reduce heat loss from the body. In the middle

of the night, after having nightmares about frostbite to my feet, Cas of-

fers to switch. He will exchange his sleeping bag for my down suit. In the

sleeping bag, I can roll up like a foetus and massage my feet. That night we

only occasionally manage to doze off. The strong wind is causing the tent

cloth to ap, and prevents us from getting any sleep. I make the mistake

of taking a bite of beef jerky this gives a revolting taste in my mouth and

makes me heave. Once again, I am forced to face the facts: different laws

apply at this altitude and the human body reacts violently to such hostile

conditions. This leaves you constantly feeling bad, you dont belong here.

You are constantly gasping, as if you were breathing through a straw.

When it gets light, the descent to camp 2 awaits us. We will retrieve the two

ropes that were left behind by the haps along with Roelands gear. We re-

ally dont feel like it and we have to force ourselves. Fortunately, we are still

feeling strong. We decide to make breakfast though at this altitude no one

is feeling hungry; we know we need the energy. We open a cruesli breakfast

that we all three enjoy. But after taking a few bites I can no longer keep the

food down. Luckily, I am lying near the exit and quickly manage to nd

the zip. The cruesli and tea end up in the snow. A waste of valuable uids.

It doesnt even bother me. Ill skip breakfast and tea. We ll three thermos

asks and descend with almost empty rucksacks to collect the ropes and

tents. We leave at 07.00 and reach the gear at 08.30. Jelle stays higher up

with Roelands gear and tries to eat some power bars. He is feeling empty.

Cas and I descend further to retrieve the ropes. They need to be taken up be-

cause Pemba, Gerard, Court and Mark will x these ropes tomorrow. They

cannot take up the ropes because they are carrying the equipment for camp4 in their rucksacks. This includes extremely lightweight North Face tents,

two stoves, mats, food, the dynamic rope, and two 200-metre lengths of En-

duro rope for the infamous Bottleneck. At 08.30 Cas and I arrive at the loca-

tion of the two heavy 11mm ropes; team two is nowhere to be seen. We wait

and, nally, at 09.00 we see Pemba appearing around the corner above camp

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On Saturday 28 June, at 18.00 local time, I make the usual call to Maarten.

I dont have much to say. Another day of wet snow behind us, and its

still snowing. There is little else we can do but wait for another weather

window. The last one was used to set up camp 3. I am feeling downcast,

its taking too long. But then suddenly, Maarten says that he has the new

weather forecast and that there is light on the horizon! From Tuesday on-

wards the weather will improve. No more snowfalls, the wind will settle

and the good weather is expected to last at least until Friday. The news im-

mediately cheers me up. I study the new weather forecast, and make plans.

This might just be our rst real chance.

On Sunday 29 June I get up at 07.00 and check the weather forecast, thewind and the likelihood of precipitation. The nights rest has done me

well, and the strategies that I came up with yesterday, still appear to be

valid. That is a good sign. Our summit attempt can wait until 18 July,

when there will be a full moon. This will give us time to rest and build

up the camps. The weather remains an uncertain factor. If it doesnt hold

through the period of the full moon, our plan will fail. To benet from the

coming weather window, the route will need to be fully prepared. Camp

4 has not yet been set up on the shoulder. We can either play it safe by

setting up camp 4 and miss our summit attempt, or climb up to camp

4 without all the xed ropes in place and try a summit attempt. This is

exciting and riskier, but the risks are manageable. I prefer the second op-

tion. After breakfast, I explain the situation. I explain that I have carefully

studied the weather and that it will improve after Tuesday. The wind will

die down, and on Friday wind will be around 20 kilometres per hour. This

means the rst team must leave quickly to prepare the route to camp 4 byxing 400 metres of rope. The rst summit team will leave a day later and

arrive in camp 4 to start their summit attempt at 01.00.

The moment of truth is nearing. I look round the group and ask if every-

one agrees with this strategy. Court doesnt hesitate and says he wants to

be on the rst team to climb up to camp 3. Roeland wants to climb with

Jelle and I spend the night like kings, each in our own tent in camp 2.

In spite of this Jelle does not manage to sleep, while I enjoy a wonder-

ful nights rest. We get up at 05.00 and descend to base camp at 06.00. I

hope that Pemba and Cas will manage to x the rope to camp 4, in spite

of the wind that has been predicted for this afternoon. When I see Pemba

descending, before Jelle and I have even descended along the rst rope

towards camp 1, I realise the hope is in vain. The wind appears to be too

strong. What hard luck.

On the descent, I race down the mountain. We leave without breakfast,

and I want to enjoy breakfast back in base camp. While going down it

becomes clear just how much the terrain has changed over the past threedays; loose rocks are starting to appear. Back on the glacier I notice just

how sunburnt I have gotten over the past days. I forgot to apply sun cream

while xing the ropes. I remember thinking, Ill do it when one of the guys

gets here. To save time, I just kept going.

Now, one day later, I look like a raisin, skin is hanging from my face. So stu-

pid, and every expedition the experience repeats itself. When will I ever learn?

At 08.20 I stumble into base camp where Hussain and Hassan are waiting

for us. Roeland and Court are doing ne. Chasing your dream of climbing

K2 may seem great, but you know youll need a tremendous amount of

stamina, especially if things fail to go according to plan. I have respect for

Roeland, how he handles disappointment and is able to operate at high

altitude. In spite of disappointing results he remains positive. He is a huge

asset to the team. Later that morning, Jelle and Cas reach base camp whilePemba, Gerard and Mark decide to spend another night in camp 2. They

feel this will help them to acclimatise further. On Saturday morning the

team is complete again. Pemba, Gerard and Mark descended early in the

morning. The weather has worsened. It is snowing, and its cold and wet

- not the nicest time to be in base camp. Although we have plenty of time

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has received his weather forecast from a French meteorologist, and we have

received our forecast from our meteorologist. I look outside and cannot

believe that we will be leaving tomorrow. It is still snowing... but at least

I have learned to trust our weather forecasts. Hugues meteorologist sees

things differently, its snowing and, over the coming days, will continue to

do so. There are also other obvious reasons why Hugues is not going up,

but I dont want to worry about it. We will alter our plans and take up the

extra 400 metres of rope and attach it ourselves. Thats the way it will be.

On Wednesday 2 July Pemba, Cas, Jelle, Gerard and I start climbing. A

summit attempt means thinking ve days ahead, its a delicate and pains-

taking decision. If we suffer any setbacks during that time, things can go

horribly wrong. In traditional authoritarian expeditions, the expeditionleader simply gives instructions to his climbers on the mountain; I refuse

to send climbers up the mountain against their will. The thought alone

upsets me.

On Tuesday evening 1 July we make radio contact with the preparatory

team in camp 2, and hear that everything is going according to plan. This

afternoon there was a brief moment of doubt when base camp was in

contact with camp 1. There was a lot of wind, spindrift, it was cold and

very cloudy. Fortunately the team decided to continue. The next morn-

ing Roeland, Mark and Court would track up to camp 3 and take up

some gear, including a sleeping bag, gas, and ropes. In the early morning

of Wednesday 2 July the summit team will prepare to climb. The mood

is tense but pleasant, we check our gear again, look intently into each

others faces as the headlamps cast their light. In the dark each is alone with

their own thoughts. Will this be the last time I climb K2, oh mountain ofmountains? At 04.00 we say goodbye to Hussain and Hassan.

The ascent to camp 1 goes well. We climb in a concentrated frame of

mind. We know the route like the back of our hand. We manage to keep

the pace. But before we are halfway to camp 2, we see Court descending.

Something is wrong. We wait for him. He immediately asks us to establish

Court to haul up the gear and offer support. Two more lengths of rope

need to be taken up. We are forced to request the loan of two haps from

Hugues team to help carry up the ropes and x them above 7200 metres.

Mark is not yet ready for a summit attempt and does not feel comfortable

without ropes on the steep section from camp 3 to camp 4. I can under-

stand him. He thinks the situation through carefully.

Pemba, Cas, Gerard and I will divide the two lightweight tents and the

two ropes for the Bottleneck; along with the stoves, food, mats and so on.

Jelle asks if he can join us on the summit attempt, and immediately says

he will also accept a refusal. I agree to let him climb, as long as he realises

that there is not enough room for ve people in the tents. Camp 2 onlyhas enough room for four, as does camp 4. One person too many in the

tent means not enough sleep, which you really do not want at this altitude.

Pemba says that in camp 2 he can sleep with the haps. They speak almost

the same language, Urdu. We will just have to make do in camp 4. A ve-

man strong team also offers better chances of a successful summit attempt.

Our young climber Jelle has been accepted into the summit team. If things

turn out differently, then at least camp 4 will be prepared. We will return

to base camp to rest for a minimum of ten days and undertake another

summit attempt on 18 July.

We know it will be extremely tough. We are early in the season, so its extra

cold. The wind will be at least 20 km/h. We will be the rst team this year.

This means we will need to do all the tracking, and in the occasional waist-

deep snow that is very hard work. We will place the ropes in the Bottleneck

ourselves, and will not rely on anyone else.

I discuss the situation with Frenchman Hugues dAubarede. Another 400

metres of rope needs to be taken up to secure the route above camp 3 to

camp 4. We have already laid 3500 metres of rope, so now its the turn of

the two haps to transport the rope to camp 3, and to secure it above camp

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climbing. Fortunately, there was a strong wind last night that blew away

much of the powder snow which makes a huge difference, but it is still

heavy work. Now and then I need to rest and lean against a rock to raise

my blood oxygen. Climbing in terrain like this is a question of measuring

your movement and using your limited energy resources wisely. We take

turns tracking up the mountain, and arrive in camp 3 at 14.30. We feel

content. We still have to set up the second tent and that is no easy effort.

This is a heavier tent whose round shape requires a large surface. In spite of

our efforts to fasten the tent we keep hitting into rock just below the snow.

It is impossible to secure the tent. We decide to let part of it hang free

which will at least allow us to sleep on an area that is fairly level. Pemba de-

cides on who will sleep together. The two longest climbers, Cas and I willsleep in the tent that was already standing. We are one sleeping bag short,

the preparatory team should have brought it up. This is annoying, but not

worth getting worried about. We already know what it is like to sleep in a

down suit. We are ready for the night. The daily telephone call to Maarten

brings some optimism. Tomorrow the weather will improve. We feel good,

we are t and K2 seems to be looking favourably on us. But our nerves are

getting edgy. Will we succeed? Of all the expeditions on the mountain, we

are the furthest; miles ahead of the competition. Tomorrow is the day. The

plan is simple: climb up to camp 4 in one go, spend several hours in the

bivouac, and on Saturday night at 01.00 start our rst summit attempt.

Just before falling asleep, the Serb Hoselito suddenly arrives. He has taken

more than ten hours to get from camp 2 to camp 3. Tomorrow he wants

to go up to camp 4 with us to try his summit attempt (with the help of

oxygen). I swear inwardly. What a dilemma. He asks if he can set up hissmall, lightweight tents next to ours. Our reaction is unanimous: no. If we

accept him, we will also be responsible for him. I explain to him that he is

not sufciently acclimatised and should not count on us during the sum-

mit attempt. After lengthy bickering, we reach a compromise. He will set

up his tent next to ours, on the condition that he will descend the next day.

radio contact with camp 2, where he has left Roeland and Mark. He wants

to know if they are alright. He has some alarming news:

Roeland suffered carbon monoxide poisoning while melting snow, he for-

got to ventilate properly and was unconscious for ten minutes. This is bad

news. No one answers our radio call. I assume their radio is not switched

on. This is the rst real setback the expedition suffers. Of course we are

happy that it was discovered on time, and something worse was prevented

from happening. What would have happened if Roeland had remained

unconscious for more than ten minutes? There would have been a life-

threatening situation and possibly the end of the expedition. Everyone

understands the preparatory team has been eliminated. We quickly climbon towards camp 2 and arrive four hours after the accident. Roeland is

sitting there, and still feeling a bit groggy. He is able to descend to base

camp with Mark. Staying in camp 2 is not an option due to lack of space,

but mainly the lack of oxygen at this altitude. And Roeland needs oxygen

to recuperate. We watch Mark and Roeland, and are relieved that nothing

serious happened. Roeland seems to be himself again.

We concentrate on the climb, a serious mission that still lies ahead of us.

We have actually only just begun. The afternoon is spent drinking and

resting in the sun. The weather is good, with little to no wind, and our

condence is growing. The view is phenomenal and overwhelming. These

are small moments that make it all worthwhile: sitting in front of your tent

on a small ledge, enjoying a hot cup of tea with a great team. The steep

drop below shows how much progress you have made and makes you feel

simultaneously small and proud. But the hardest part is yet to come. K2is immense.

On Thursday 3 July, at 08.00, the ve of us leave for camp 3. We know

it will be a heavy day. It will require us to track in knee-deep snow. The

rst part of the route goes along rocks, followed by a small traverse, a steep

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dropping, but we are still moving forward. I wonder if we will make it to

the shoulder. On the positive side, the higher we get the lighter our ruck-

sacks become; after we manage to x yet another length of rope. The Bot-

tleneck with its gigantic seracs is getting closer. We estimate another two

to three hours and then we will be able to set up the tents on the shoulder.

It cannot be far away, or so we think. Our altimeters show it is 700 to 800

metres from camp 3, but we know it is going to be a lot further.

A new problem arises: There is not enough rope to secure the last section.

We had calculated we only needed another 400 metres. A lot of rope has

been used to secure the horizontal sections along the route. The slope ap-

pears to be much steeper than expected, and climbing the last section inalpine style (without being attached to the xed rope) is too high a risk for

the descent. Should we climb the entire route safely xed to a rope, and

then forget about this essential section? No, thats not an option. If we

continue to climb we will reach the shoulder by around 21.00. But this

means the route back down will be dangerous because of the unsecured

section. Pessimism raises its threatening head. We also know that we will

have to rest in the bivouac on the shoulder. We will need time to recuper-

ate if we want to attempt the summit at 01.00. It will be in no way easy at

this altitude. At 7600 metres, we discuss the scene. We ultimately decide

to do the only right thing: turn around and go back down. This attempt

has failed. Maybe there will be another opportunity. We all swallow hard

before we begin the descent.

We empty our rucksacks and create a hanging depot. In the last light of

day we descend to camp 3, disappointed, but remaining alert. We need tobe, because night is falling. Before we know it, we are descending along the

ropes in darkness. We switch on our headlamps and realise how important

the xed ropes are. They will lead us straight back to our tents. If other ex-

peditions ropes had also been hanging here, we may never have found our

tents. This strengthens us in our decision. Continuing up the mountain

would have been extremely foolish.

The next morning, the alarm rings at 07.00. Cas and I have slept well. We

want to leave in an hour. A strong wind is still blowing, and causing snow

to pile up against our tents, also on the inside. But I am convinced that the

wind will drop and that the conditions will improve. We melt snow for our

breakfast. It is taking longer than usual, the ame has gone out. The MSR

Reactor is a wonderful stove, but you cannot see the ame. And when the

wind is howling around the tent, you cannot hear it either. At 08.30 we

are standing outside and dividing up the gear. Two lightweight tents need

to be taken up, plus two more two-hundred metre rope lengths for the

Bottleneck, 400 metres of lightweight rope and two dynamic 60-metre

ropes. Almost a kilometre of rope. On top of that, two stoves and extra

gas, food, climbing gear and personal items. No one thought it would beeasy, but this...

The wind is blowing strongly as we start. Tucked safely inside our down

suits, we start rst via the 200 metres of ropes that Cas and Pemba have

xed. The route then further ascends through a mixed terrain of rocks and

snow. We have just passed the xed ropes when we get stuck. The rock

barrier that we need to climb over, appears more difcult than we thought.

After several attempts we notice a route around the rocks. This costs us at

least an hour. To make matters worse, the rope that we left behind the last

time appears to be tangled. Cas and I each grab an end and start unravel-

ling it. We are crouched down on a small ledge, over a 2500-metre drop.

Its windy, and we are trying to untangle a spaghetti of rope. Should one of

us stumble, our end will be certain. Frustration reigns, oh to be able to cut

the damn thing into tiny pieces and tie them together again. But we just

manage to keep our patience, and in an hour are able to continue the route.The terrain above camp 3 is difcult - very alpine, requiring ones utmost

concentration to nd the way through the mixed terrain. The altitude is

beginning to take its toll. I still feel good, but not everyone is feeling well.

Jelle and Gerard are unable to track, and Cass back is starting to hurt.

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We see ashes of light kilometres lower. Its almost certainly Roeland,

Mark and Court trying to contact us. Over the past hours we have been so

focused on one thing that we have not had any radio contact. Not that we

have forgotten, during the climb we hoped to reach camp 4 on the shoul-

der and tell the good news from there. At 21.30 back in camp 3 we decideto contact mission control in the Netherlands to announce that we failed.

We were too slow, the rucksacks were too heavy, there was not enough rope

and only two people were able to track up the mountain. A hard conclu-

sion. But we look at it positively, a huge breach in safety has been exposed.

We play with the idea to go back up the next day, grab the gear and reach

the shoulder to set up camp 4. The idea is quickly set aside. It would be

reckless to climb the last section to the shoulder without a xed rope. Thisgoes against all our safety rules. And why should we take absurd risks? We

are all tired. We have to descend. After an uneasy night we begin the long

descent. Cold comfort: on the way down we receive a message from our

meteorologist, the wind will be picking up by early morning. And indeed,

when we look up over our shoulders we see white plumes around the sum-

mit. This gives us a sense of relief. So far so good. We will descend safely

rst, then rest, eat, drink and sleep before making new plans.

The bad weather persists and spoils our plans. During the long break,

doubt emerges from its lair. Court, in particular, is having a tough time.

He is not feeling well, and is not performing as he would like and knows

he can. This is mainly due to his situation at home. He recently moved

house, changed jobs, has a new girlfriend, and suffered injuries already

while preparing for the expedition. On 13 July, after closely consulting

with the team, Court decides to say farewell to the expedition.

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