We had an early dinner at 6pm, where our trek leader Sachin briefed us about the summit attempt. We were to start the summit attempt at 10:30pm. We were distributed the gears needed, microspikes and helmet. Although Sachin told us that its mid august and we won't encounter much snow up there and we might not even require microspikes on the way up.
We were to carry two waterbottles each because there was no water source on the way.
We were done with dinner and briefing by 7pm and went in our tents to get much needed rest before the summit attempt.
Summit Attempt:
I got up at around 10pm, barely slept half an hour due to nervous excitement of attempting my first ever 6000 metre plus summit. I put on my layers: compression t shirt, t-shirt, fleece and down jacket and stepped out. It was a clear night with bone chilling cold and strong winds. I filled both of my bottles (one flask and one plastic) with warm water.
We started from our campsite at 10:45pm with a target to reach the summit by 6am, a whole night of climbing on rugged terrain, ice and rocks at an altitude of more than 6000 metres with only about half of oxygen compared to sea level. But again, these are the kind of challenges we live for.
It was a straight walk along the river for the first half hour and then we turned right towards the mountain.
The most mysterious thing about this whole trek was that even till now after trekking for four days and on the summit attempt, none of us had seen Dzo Jongo Peak. I mean it was a 6200 metre giant but still we had not seen it at all during the whole trek.
This is the mystery of Dzo Jongo, its a silent giant standing beside KY1 and KY2 which get all the attention and you won't even know that Dzo Jongo exists till you climb it. And the ironical thing is that Dzo Jongo (East) is a few metres higher than KY2.
We were making good progress but it was getting pretty cold. I was sweating while walking and whenever we stopped I was feeling cold due to the strong chilly winds. But whenever I looked up I saw a shooting star and my record of watching most shooting stars at Umlung was broken in just two hours into our summit attempt. And I don't remember how many times I wished to just reach the summit as soon as possible.
After about 3 hours into the summit push, we reached the first ridge towards the summit and were greeted with snow for the first time on the whole trek, at an altitude of aroung 5600m.
The water in my plastic bottle was almost over and as I was taking last sips from it I realized that it was not water that I was drinking but ice. The water inside my bottle had frozen while we were trekking.
Strong bone-chilling winds were making me feel very cold in my hands and head and I was also starting to feel fatigued.
I realized that my first 6000er will not be a cakewalk and I'll really have to push myselves for this last patch till the summit.
The ice was not too soft nor too hard and it was also not too deep, we were able to grip on it just with our shoes so we decided not to wear microspikes on the way up. But due to my weight and body size I was having trouble to get a firm grip on the ice and my legs were slipping after every few steps.
I knew if I stopped now to put on the microspikes my body will get cooled down and then walking again would be very difficult, so I just kept going as is.
After the first ridge, there is a second ridge that leads straight to the summit but it is ladden with huge cornices so one has to turn left after the first ridge towards the left face and then traverse it right till the summit. This face is full of loose rocks, shales and ice.
These were the toughest 3 hours of my trekking life yet.
But after scrapping, climbing with all my strength and focus left, we were right below the summit by 4:45am. We made pretty good time.
Five of us were there along with Sachin and one of our guides. One of the Japs was around half an hour behind with the other guide, still battling the summit and an upset stomach.
We knew that it would be a long wait so we continued towards the summit and decided to wait there.
5:15am was the time when I made it to the summit, first in our team to reach along with Sachin. 6.5 hours of summit push at an altitude where I've never been before. For the first couple of minutes I couldn't believe that I've made it.
As a teenager I had only dreamed of climbing a 6000er and years later I was standng on top of one.
The summit of Dzo Jongo East is quite small and can hardly accomodate 15 people at a time. Right in front was a ridge leading to Dzo Jongo West around 50m higher than Dzo Jongo East, on the right was the mighty Kang Yatse 1 and behind was a spectacular sunrise overlooking the amazing landscape of Ladakh.