Day Five - Peninsula Average
Despite the fact that to get to the fifth day was to much (it was necessary to almost completely overtake the Middle Peninsula), the rise and the morning charges were not hurrying. Place this helped. Meters in 50 of the tent was small but pretty waterfall that fell into an increase in the size of a small pool and a depth of not less than 2-3 meters. Nearby was the 3-meter cliff. Despite all the conditions for diving and swimming, had not reached due to the fact that water in this pool was extremely cold. Much colder than the sea and all that we met earlier reservoirs. On the other side, even at night, I found a long way not less than 50 meters, the trench, with dozens of shooting positions. Trench, of course, was examined and photographed. All this, plus the fact that I was busy as usual for a long time When gathering took some time, resulting in a left we are only at the beginning of the first hour.
Back on the road from the camp. Earthen (Pummanki), with which we turned into the evening, we went on it further to the northwest to the northern tip of the peninsula Medium - Cape Ground. A few more kilometers grader of average quality, which met regularly covered with large pieces of rubble, then followed a decent grader.
About per mile to Cape Ground road forks into two. They go hand in hand. Between them, about a kilometer ... and a decent break, get down with that or climb up on that, with the bike at the ready, is not feasible. Attention! "Lower" road (the one that the north, running along the sea) on the map, approximately a kilometer after the Cape of earthy, connected to the "top" expensive (the one that runs south from the slope of Mount Ground (Pummanki)). In fact, "inferior" road miles in three runs into a military unit and who knows what will end an attempt to pass through it. Track that we used was "over." Before the fork in the road, I turned at random, towards the sea. There was a tall, 15-20 meters high, cliff, with a magnificent view.
obryvchik on Cape Ground - 12 meters at least
nervishki also have to tickle yourself - there is on the verge of yet and the wind blowing about-ho-ho
Not knowing that the road along the coast of Cape earthen rested in a military unit, we went for it (and what about the spirit of the pioneers?). Cape Ground location is very nice. Left on the course of our moves up steeply cliff to the right was the sea (where we drove this road back was, and vice versa).
first interesting finding Cape Ground became two rocks sticking up. Later, reading a book Oresheta "Orphaned land", which describes the history of Fishing, I found a reference to the these rocks:
... Between the sea and rocks - shallow green Berezhok. On it stand two meters tall stone pillar on the ten. Stay near them. This sacred Lapps stones - it is our memory. Have long worshiped them man asked for help, intercession, blessing ...
sacred rock Sami What we have seen them
illustration from the book Oresheta
Another interesting finding was tracked all-terrain vehicle. He lay rinks up and, judging by sagging roof, fell off a cliff here. The rock in this place is high, and this fall could cost someone's life. All that he could be removed, it was removed.
GTS
Almost before reaching the place where the "lower" and "top" the road should connect, we climbed the hill and saw that the road runs into a military unit. There was a kind of barrier and sign "travel is forbidden!". Option to skip through some haphazard us as it does not deceive. And the ache in the crawl, walk on the rocks with the bike at the ready, selected to have a lot of time and effort. Returned to the fork in front of the cape and went to the "upper" road. They passed it by a military unit, after which the road turned south and began quietly removed on the coast (the coast was spent in the south-west). At the entrance to the village, marked on my dvuhkilometrovke as "Village", a regular stream, we stopped for lunch.
During lunch, I discovered a new dish. Boil them water, sleep there more noodles "trehminutki" (not Rollton) and added there polkubika broth. When the noodles are swollen in water up to the state of porridge (boiled 5 minutes), there remains filled mayonnaise, which I gave Zhenya. Tried and tutzh e ate almost all of 30 seconds. You can, of course, say that after days of foot Arctic and old outsole with mayonnaise seems incredibly delicious (and perhaps this is), but after this trip, I prepared this "Dish" more than once and each time I like it less. Entertained friends, they loved too. Main stir while cooking noodles to the bottom is not burnt.
They left after a halt for lunch with a sincere desire to turn and nowhere to stay (with brulyaniya Cape Earthy passed was drastically little and had to navestyvat). Our enthusiasm only lasted so long, until we went back to the sea and saw the concrete artillery fortifications (do not know as they "Science" are called). In Perovo was empty, but the second we found the gun, located, in my opinion, in excellent condition. In the grease and with a preserved grease. Bottom of concrete base with a rim of the upper frame tubes poryty rotten planks. Around the entrance to the gun, no one knows where the outgoing, underground concreted transition.
Pushshshka!
schA bahnem! (Aimed at akkurat in Norway - what we did wrong with Norwegians)
mink
thorn
enthusiastic we Rushed on the side showing the ruins ... and as it turned out Rushed in the wrong direction. To the ruins all still arrived, there was a monument to him hoisted on the projectile. Then he came back. From artillery fortifications necessary to us the road went north along the coast. Let's go over it in the direction of Cape Metalaniemi. We reached a fork. The main road went straight on a minor went along the coast Cape Metalaniemi (pictured Cape it is viewed).
At the entrance to this fork, I noticed a deviation from the track. Tried to pass on the road marching the Cape, and then going straight on the road ... and both were not on track. The track was between them and went through a field consisting of large boulders smoothed, apparently, heavy machinery (harrows of Technology in the photo as viewed). In general, what a man's hand touched the middle of the peninsula was visible even when we were on its east coast: some mountains were not natural slopes, and steep, artificial collapse. Apparently so quarried stone. Decided to go not on track and on the map. Around this time, my browser stopped showing traveled track (was not the right time to uncheck the magazine track memory is filled). While I understood the instrument, we had otbrulyat several kilometers.
Cape Volokovaya
past the Cape and Cape Metalaniemi Volokovaya we were even not on the map, and stupidly keeping areas and trails. A slight Brule. They passed the ancient sites of reindeer herders, or somebody else, and less modern, abandoned but not destroyed buildings enclosed by a fence with barbed wire. Curiously, of course, but the time to do research was not there. In the end, felled The road that had sunk to the sea, just south of Cape Volokovaya. Memorable descent, rather steep, with trees on both sides that seem artificially planted. Rolled down to the sea, we felled by a road that ran along the coast (Bay Mal. Volokovaya) and drove over it in the south-east of the isthmus between the middle and Kola.
Out on the road, began to ponder how to live. Time, it was already evening, and to the point of spending the night (scheduled ash on the German way) was still far off. More Facebook climb Musta ridge tired and hungry as it is not wanted. Came to the decision to arrange before getting the pass to stop, eat, relax and later still to go before the planned point of spending the night, even if you have to go at night.
on the isthmus between the middle and Kola, as planned, in the first convenient place decided on a snack.
It was a little sad, because immediately after the meal, we had to leave the peninsula. During this stop from the mountain we went to a local digger (as I understand, from those who are engaged in search and reburial of the dead soldiers during the war and simultaneously neutralize found ammunition). Conversation. Discussed the cards, we have consulted on the upcoming route. Departing from us, he later rode with three colleagues two Lunokhod. A little more discuss-maps, routes, and talked about the history of the peninsula in general, then diggers have gone further.
where it is - a rabbit!
Snyavshis to a halt, we began to slowly climb Musta ridge. The rise of the ridge from the middle was given why it is much easier than from the Kola. We had to light the beacons and lights, as The sky was very prolonged and polar twilight "could not see. Climbed to the pass Then a mad night descend to the fork of a German road. Turning on German roads, steel, with a clear conscience, look for a place to sleep. After a time such a place was found and we stopped.
Actually the place was so-so, but better still there was not. Nearly everyone falls off mountain stream was the same pattern: a steep descent from the top, bottom feet squelched moss or standing water. Near a brook, rising to 15 meters up, we still found more or less flat area, on which he settled.
Continued - Day Six - the German way, Pechenga and, finally, Polar.
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