I reached the ascent to Mount Mushtepa via the Harangoni ridge, and you can see a photo review of this day's hike at this link. You can also see the entire four-day hike route map there. I had planned to climb Mount Mushtepa last year, thinking I would climb it as soon as the snow melted. However, I couldn't wait and went at the first opportunity, and the snow didn't pose much of a problem. Instead, it added a unique element to the hike, making it feel like a sort of ascent, although it's not very high, only 3,027 meters above sea level.
In my previous photo review", I stopped at breakfast, but now I am packed up and ready to continue my journey, and you can see the path ahead in this photo. In the morning light, Mount Mushtepa looks different, greener, fresher.
There are several photos from this cofferdam before the ascent, or rather even this continuation of the Kharangoni ridge until it merges with the watershed ridge.
Here I reached the watershed, photo of the rear view where I came from.
And here is Romit and, accordingly, the Semiganch gorge.
But, I still have to climb this hill, its height is 2990 meters.
Has risen, and here you can see the entire ridge that leads to Mount Mushteppa.
In the other direction, a beautiful view of Vahdat (former Orzhinikidzabad) opens.
This is a view of Dushanbe, the city from here is already in the distance and covered with haze.
Next, I post a photo from my path along the ridge to Mount Mushteppa in bulk, because there is nothing special to comment on, and so everything is obvious.
And here I am on Mount Mushtepa, the feelings are the most exquisite. Firstly, from the surrounding view, and secondly, from a sense of accomplishment that I made it here.
Here again I will post the photo in bulk, directly from the mountain, in a circle, there is also nothing special to comment on.
Now I have to go back to the first hill in the ridge, only from there I can go down.
Again, a view of Vakhdat, but I'm not posting a photo because of this, on the nearest ridge you can see a path going up and you need to go down it in an amicable way. But, this path leads to the village of Semiganch, and I planned to get to the village of Dora.
And he began to descend here.
The descent did not look promising, but we, as they say, are not looking for easy ways. Nevertheless, partly on the rocks, partly on the snow, it was relatively easy to descend in the beginning.
But here, when the crumbling sandstone or whatever you call it, then I creaked with all the axes, the descent slowed down significantly.
And it seems it's not far to the bottom, but the fact that everything is pouring in and the descent is still quite steep, it all took a lot of time, even to have a bite I hardly found a more or less suitable place.
Descending below, I unexpectedly came across a bear - either a den, or a lair, well without a master, and it became clear that people do not walk here at all, a bear in such places does not make beds for itself. And I climb and look out for the whole path, as it turned out in vain.
Having just gone down, I looked back, but no one would even think of going down, going up. Well, except that bears...
Be that as it may, before dark I did not have time to descend, only reached the water, I had to look for a place to sleep in the dark. I found it not very even, but the tent fit, so everything turned out fine, as I thought then.
In the morning, I discovered that I had left my camera in my pocket. And apparently, during the night, when I tossed and turned, it turned on and completely drained the battery. I was terribly upset, thinking that I would have to interrupt my hike. I wouldn't be able to capture a panorama of my heroic descent, and most importantly, I wouldn't be able to take any more photos of the rest of the journey. What's the point of going on? I'm more of a blogger than a tourist anyway. :)
From the village, there are usually minibusses or taxis that go to the city or to Vakhsh. I thought I'd go down a bit and ask someone about transportation. I packed up camp and headed downhill. Soon, I caught up with a local resident who was walking from his garden to his home in the village of Dora. We struck up a conversation, and I asked him about transportation, explaining the situation I was in. He said, "Come to my house. You can charge everything, and we'll have lunch together." I was so upset that I didn't even think of such an option, so I happily agreed. I sat and had lunch with this local resident, whose name was Faiz, and he charged everything that needed charging. Faiz turned out to be a very interesting person, an internationalist warrior who had served in Afghanistan as part of a limited contingent of Soviet troops. He had combat awards, even the Order of the Red Star - in short, a very serious guy.
But let's get back to our hike. I didn't go back to the village to take pictures of the descent. By the way, Faiz confirmed that nobody goes there. I myself saw only one trail and some human footprints below my campsite. The only thing I can show you is a photo of the mountain from the village of Dora. You can roughly see where and how I descended - it's the nearest ridge to us.
Further, about this: my next photo review, from the village I went along the Semiganch gorge to the Kumkayakutal pass.
