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Wolfgang Schaub

Who I am

  • Born: 1944
  • Chemist by profession, then lost in administration, finally after being liberated: pensioner and walker
  • Mountaineer since 1952
  • High altitude mountaineer until 2000:

             Dufourspitze of Monte Rosa, solo, 1967

              Montblanc solo, Matterhorn 1970

              Popocatépetl solo, April 1974

              Citlaltépetl (Pico de Orizaba) solo, April 1977

              Cotopaxi 1979

              Ixtaccíhuatl 1980

              Chimborazo, 16 October 1980

              Fuji-san 1978 and 1989

              Ararat 1990

              Kilimandjaro 1991

              Kazbek, Elbrus 1993

              Parikrama around holy Mt Kailash 1994

              Aconcagua, successful in the third attempt, solo, 16 January 1997,
                                 100 years after its first ascent

              failed attempt on Pik Lenin 1999

               Thabana Ntlenyana, highest in Southern Africa 2011

 
  • 2000 - 2011: Searching for the Highest
  • 7th June 2009: The first ever to have climbed every highpoint of all 49 European states:  http://www.summitpost.org/view_object.php?object_id=526136&confirm_post=7
  • From about 2010 onwards: Active in matters of springs, Germany's extreme points, peculiarities of Germany's border and foundation of a state of my own
  • From 2016 onwards: Active in matters of borderlines and frontiers


Where to find me

Luisenstrasse 13
D-65779 Kelkheim/Taunus

Germany  (unless I am travelling)

 

Tel. +49 (0)6195 - 64298

E-mail: vide Impressum

 


How I look like


On the summit of Cheviot, Northumberland, May 2006


Summer 2005, on the retreat from Mt’a Shani in the Georgian Caucasus, with my trousers ragged




What I sing, alone on lonely hills




Farewell to the mountains high cover'd with snow;
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods;
Farwell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer
Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe;
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.

Robert Burns – 1759 – 1796






My greatest victory in life: the assault on Rockall



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