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31 January 1959
Today the weather is a bit worse wind (west), snow (probably from the pines) because the sky is perfectly clear. Started relatively early (around 10 am). Took the same Mansi trail. Till now we walk along a Mansi trail, which was crossed by a deer hunter not long ago. Yesterday we apparently came across his resting stop. Deer didn't go much further. The hunter didn't follow the beaten trail and we are now in his steps. Today was surprisingly good accommodations for the tent, air is warm and dry, despite the low temperature of -18C to -24C. Walking is especially hard today. We can't see the trail and sometimes we have to grope our way through. All we can do is 1.52 km (1 mile) per hour.
We are forced to find new methods of clearing the path for the skis. The first member leaves his backpack on the ground and walks forward, then returns and rests for 10-15 minutes with the group. This way we are continuously laying ski tracks. It is especially hard for the second to move along the new trail with full gear on the back. We gradually leave the Auspiya valley, the rise is continuous, but quite smooth. Fir trees are replaced by wispy birch-wood. We came out of the tree line. Wind is western, warm, piercing. The speed of the wind is similar to the air draft created by a taking off airplane. Firn, open spaces. I can't even think of setting up a storage. It's close to 4. We have to start looking for a place to pitch the tent. We are going south in Auspiya river valley. This apparently is the place covered with the deepest snow. Wind is not strong, snow cover is 1,22 m. Tired and exhausted we started the preparations for the night. There is not much firewood. Frail damp firs. We started fire with logs, too tired to dig a fire pit. We are having dinner right in the tent. It's warm. It is hard to imagine such a comfort somewhere on the ridge, with a piercing howl of the wind, hundreds kilometers away from human settlements.
|1 Feb 1959||9 Feb 2019|
|1. They did not attempt to go over Dyatlov Pass on the Jan 31 or else going south in Auspiya river valley they wouldn't have ended where the labaz was found.|
|2. They did go near the Memorial on the Feb 1 because this is the only logical way to climb the ridge.|
|9 Feb 2019||We took this route with the snowmobiles, you can describe it as steep. Photo|
|1 Feb 1959||Seeing the terrain I have no doubt in my mind that this is the only possible way they might have gone. A direct line between any labaz location and the coordinates of the tent would have made it very difficult without gaining anything.|
|31 Jan 1959||We gradually leave the Auspiya valley, the rise is continuous, but quite smooth. Photo|
Very nice guy from the Ural Expeditions & Treks, Ivan, met me at the airport and took me straight to the sports equipment store and bought the smallest size polar suit which is still very big for me, in which I look like a bomb squad. It is so heave that I might as well clear explosives in it. Specially if I turn my butt towards the explosion because it has some heavy duty asbestos plates on the buttocks.
Jokes I told story producer Lowell Goodman and he didn't find remotely funny:
From personal exchange with Richard Holmgren whose expedition retraced Dyatlov group route days before us: "It is very important to go there and to look and touch details. To see with your own eyes. So important. One small thing I realized in the woods during extreme sub zero, was how easy it was to snap tree branches when making the bedding for the tent. I immediately recalled the broken branches on the cedar tree and how many people cant understand how they could have been snapped off. It is so easy and just a detail that need practical experience."
I was driving on the snowmobile behind Mike Libecki, and also slept next to each other on the pass, so I had the chance to exchange some thoughts with him. Libecki is very warm, friendly and brave man. Real explorer. The thing that I will never forget is that when he didn't feel like staying in high school but becoming a dirtbag in Yosemity so he can climb, he asked his grandma if he should drop out. And she said to him: "Three things are important in life: (1) do what makes you happy, (2) look forward something in the future, (3) have someone to love."
I am very, very happy to have had the chance to meet all of these people - the film crew had very good dynamics, great sweet people, Mike Libecki is such a cool guy that I initially thought he's faking it, and the support group - Oleg Demyanenko - they just worked their asses off to make all this happen. About the third aspect of my trip - my personal experience on the pass - it will take some time to be able to organize my thoughts. I wrote a diary too. It is really amazing, sorry for the general term, but I am just... not the same person when it comes to "understanding" the events. It's not that I had a revelation, but being on the spot where it happen just makes it personal experience, and I have a better understanding why nothing make sense. Pitching the tent where it was found doesn't make any sense. Going down to the cedar tree instead back to the labaz makes perfect sense - you can't go against the wind, it's brutal, you won't make it even to the memorial. We had almost same temperatures and wind that are recorded in the diaries -13°C, -26°C at night and warm south-west wind. I stood in the middle of the night in that exact spot and looked at what Dyatlov group saw. I felt the mighty mountain and the doom of life. But I couldn't understand why.
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A storm destroyed the camp on the night of 10 Feb 2019. Photos taken on 11 Feb 2019 by Ural Expeditions & Treks.
On 5 Feb 2019 I received mail from Irina Varkentin saying "Hello! My name is Irina, I am a journalist from Yekaterinburg. I work on the city website. I found your project about Dyatlov’s group death (https://dyatlovpass.com/). Could you answer a few questions about your project and tell us a little about yourself for our website?"
How is this for a coincidence? Having signed a NDA about EXU I explained that I wouldn't answer any questions about the expedition, but this sweet thing Irina was interested in me. Consequently - in the bears too. We met on the 13th of Feb, Olga, the interpreter was also present at the interview and we had a great connection I think. After the interview in the Hyatt Irina obliged my request to take me top the the cemeteries where Dyatlov group are buried. Mihaylovskoe is pretty much straight forward knowing that the gate is from Gagarin St, but Ivanovskoe where Krivonsichenk and Zolotaryov are buried was a little adventure. Had to cover with scarfs and wrap in skirts provided by the Voznesenskaya (Ascension) Church to ask for the memorials just to be sent out to the grave diggers in the near by shack and one of them took us right where we came from across the cemetery and walked us through the snow to the memorials.
Zolotaryov memorial is new, we were looking for the old one, which is leaning on a nearby tree. The grave digger said that he personally installed the new memorila, and that Zolotaryov's relatives are sending somebody to watch over the grave and report back to them.
Did you know that among Dyatlov group possessions were two bear toys? They belonged to Slobodin and Krivonischenko.
I brought tangerines to Dyatlov group memorials on Dyatlov Pass and Yekaterinburg commemorating this mysterious birthday when the group split a tangerine on 30 Feb 1959. The last entry of the diary that we don't know who it belongs to says "Today is the birthday of Sasha Kolevatov. Congratulations. We give him a tangerine, which he immediately divided into 8 pieces (Lyuda went into a tent and did not come out until the end of the dinner). So another day of our trek went well."
The randevú on the 13 Feb 2019 resulted in the following article. Enjoy!
Photos by Irina Varkentin
It was a surprise. Josh was super busy but Kuntsevich persistence won and we all left touched by Peter Pan performance, children's owe before Josh, the diplomas and St George order pins. St George is apparently the patron Saint of pathfinders and scouts. It doesn't help that the badge resembles iron cross.
“Second star to the reicht and straight on till morning.” Josh Gates
* Walt Disney's 1953 Peter Pan suggests Neverland is located in space, adding a "star" to Peter's directions: "second star to the right, and straight on till morning". From afar, these stars depict Neverland in the distance. The 2003 film version repeats this representation, as the Darling children are flown through the solar system to reach Neverland.
Another tender moment that I will remember is when maya (10) asked Josh for his phone number, and she persisted even after I told her his number doesn't work in Russia. Josh said to himself: "How do I get out of this one?", and I suggested I give her my number, so we played him mumbling random numbers and me (as if translating) giving her my US number. Later we thought that this could develop in a phantom relation and clueless Josh ending up being a character in a story he is not aware of. As he said: "I can't explain to a 10 year old why she can't have the number of a 41 year old."
Photos by Anna Yazhuk