In 2004 I had tried to climb Sabalan Kouh in Iran together with my friend Christian, but since we were dropped in the wrong valley it stayed with the plan. But when I four years later was going to Iran again, although in another connection, I decided to make another attempt. This time I had planned the ascent with a friend of a friend, and with Hassan fra Azershahr I had planned that we should climb it together. I should just take the flight to Ardabil, and take a taxi from here to Shabil, a place I did not know anything about, especially when I was dropped far up in the mountains at a very dark place, and where there was no sign of Hassan. But we found each other in the end and drove to the local hotel, which was very different to the four-star hotel I had slept in while in Tehran. |