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Kola 2010 (Part 2)


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Arrive at fishing.

wake up in the fighting mood. Breakfast, are going to leave. A few kilometers drive through the remains, presumably, the rate of General Eduard Dietl. We go out on the road Tytivka-average. Today is Sunday and the car pulled one after another home. Met with a dozen. We rise to the top, on roll down and is exerted on the Middle Peninsula. We are now near the sea. The highest point of the pass 270 meters, according to ZhPSu. This means that when going back to have sweat. At the entrance to the Middle is a pointer that looks like a fishing sovreshenno unrealistic:




next 18 km. along the coast to fish. Bean uzhzhzhasno pleased: this road is of good quality and perfect for her road bike




drive to neftegorodku. Over the past year it has grown several times, caught a lot of technique. Before driving is another sign of calling to eat, sleep, lift quadrics, snowmobile or shift buses. We pass past and go north along the coast to fish. Actually today I was planning to drive another mile 4, and stand up for the night at the site of our last halt. I am confident that we can not go to these miles, as the road last time consisted of coarse gravel, and even for MTB was hard, but for Bininogo Roadman generally impassable. And what happened? During the year the road well unrolled, going slowly, but still going, but do not go. Drove past a few cars. Apparently now all go the Cape German this way, not by Ozerka. At the site of our last halt going out to dinner and decide how much more today to drive out. Since last Place is very much overgrown with bushes. What is it? Global warming?



go further. The next few streams I rejected, and while it was still above to quit for the night. Passes via the Cape of cattle and go to the beach, which laid bare at low tide, after which the bunker is located. Settles to spend the night in front of the beach. 20 meters from the place of our parking lot whose tomb is in already poorly readable inscriptions. Good location. If I were not a supporter of cremation would try to find a same place.





Sensitively warmer. Now about 20 degrees. Active mosquitoes and midges in large quantities. Put this time the two tents. There is a desire to wash (the first time in 4 days), but on the bank gets midge. But I have a secret weapon - neoprene socks. Go ashore completely undress (up socks) and depart from the coast to 20 meters in shallow water. There midges are gone, and his legs due to socks in the water does not freeze. Dipping it several times, then stand ottirayas, then dipping again. Kicks! Vodicka invigorates. Next nominally: dinner, alcohol, hang up. Alcohol, I insisted on walnuts, and therefore has tea color.



track of the fifth day

fog.

weather turned bad in the morning safely. 13 and then drizzle some.





We drove along the wet sand beach.



At the entrance to the beach and when leaving the beach to be overcome by a river. Tellingly, the water in early July in all the puddles, streams and rivers more than in August. After the beach, a quick inspection of the bunker. Why are these ruins do not make any impression on the Bean. Go further, the remaining bunkers are not inspected. Seemed Vaida-Guba.



My memory worked selectively, and I had completely forgotten those who have to cross the river on the approach to the German. On the German approach the cottage Weather Service.



The last time there was a woman with a huge nyufom (Newfoundland). Now a man and a dog less. The fact what the weather will he does not know (we're a meteorological station, rather than weather forecasting). Go further.
German in a fog, but not much.



cluttering, littered German. Examination, continue sawing until Skorbeevskogo. Comes the fog. Not strong, but visibility is still reduced to one hundred meters. Interesting sensation to cut the fog. Well is ZHPS, attached to the terrain is difficult. We go on the track Perdatora and co. The last time we went a little further north, parallel to the road and this time we go to Skorbeevskomu the other side. The village is Skorbeevsky Oka! And in her two men. Alive. 99 region. Nothing you countrymen skidded and most importantly on anything. Apparently they car through bad places on his hands dragging. Ah, imagine the picture ... stand anywhere on Fishing, labor dzhipery from any from the suburbs. Harsh guys, proud of the fact that they have got here that the technique and fighting spirit they did not disappoint, taking pictures of their jeeps on the background zapolryanyh beauties ... and here it appears from Oka to Moscow numbers and what the student inside. "Oka" - backpack on wheels))



After Skorbeevskogo the fields have seen a wild dog. Reach the river Skorbeevka. Last August we moved here on bikes, this time is quite difficult to just go on foot - Over. Forwarded.



The last time in this place we left the track and turned left, toward the Cape Small Skorbeevsky. This time we turn right and go around the track along the river Skorbeevka. River quite picturesque.



roads are more suitable for MTB. Stones, often prehoditsya bypass spills on the road or cross the streams. Binu such a road are not satisfied and it offers a sly look for a place to a halt. I persuaded her to drive more several kilometers, which is what we are doing. Near the intersection Skorebeevki next to the road (here the river much narrower and quieter), we arrange a halt. Very early for a halt, which is about 17-18 hours. The weather improved, the sun came out, the temperature of 15-20 degrees. There was a hellish amount of midges and mosquitoes, but take out not much. Slowly put the tent, I make THAT bike.



cooking



after dinner I found a couple of rotten pieces of wood that lay there probably 30 years and nobody bothered and razvozhu incinerator fire. Many of the tree is not necessary - trash and burn so bad in itself.



While burning garbage molneinosno Nakata, thick as soup fog, a little pokapal rain, but then it was gone. Reject.

track of the sixth day

stones, puddles, neftegorodok ...


Climbing fees. Exit without much enthusiasm - road thousands of puddles and streams, and a hundred thousand stones is already beginning to pall. Nowhere to go, crazy about further. Mountains and Pereval'naya Peremetnaya, then to the west.





a half mile before the Big Ozerka leaves the track and go straight to neftegorodok as Binu ruins of the Great Ozerka not attract. Reach the intersection of the road with a stream Lonskaya.



Theoretically, the farther we only down to the neftegorodka, and hence the most difficult so far behind. It's time to arrange a lunch, which we do by clicking first stream (not too bad ford).
After lunch we descend to neftegorodku. The road "all-terrain", plus have to cross a few puddles.



Caught in neftegorodke, I'm going to investigate. We are interested to check the sign we saw at the entrance (Symbols "recreation" and "hot meal"). I asked a worker, he points to the head area. It turns out that if we want to get hot food must also find a chef, let alone the purchase of "nishtyakov" we do not - nothing. Beer either. And we will cool hoped to buy here. That do we go next. We pass a jumper between the middle and fishermen, turn north and drive along the coast of the Middle. After a mile turn off at random to the sea and find a decent place for the night.




late afternoon in the Big Ozerki something burning:



track of Seventh-day

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Kola 2010 (Part 1)




view of the average height of Musta-Tunturi

(by the way, dug that Musta ridge - the name of Finnish origin and translates as Black Mountain ( musta - black, tunturi - Mt))

Fully all over again will not describe, photos and videos mostly of what is not examined last time. Those who want the first time to visit Rybachiy, recommend its Report and here here this on velomanii. Here only a summary and notes.

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first day all like last time: landing in Kolya, after dinner, cold rainy days, spending the night on the River. West Face.



pulled into unfinished memorial to military glory in the valley:



on the 70-kilometer met German cyclists riding from Europe. Chatted for a while.




put it on the West Face, a little spirtika bedtime, lights out.

track the first day


Meeting on the Elbe - Pechenga option

awoke to the sound of rain. Today in Pechenga I should meet with Bina - his partner in this journey. Bean had in the morning to cross the Russian-Norwegian border. From the border to Pechenga - 80 km., Plus the time needed to throw considering the quality of roads. I ride 50 km. In general, hurry nowhere, I have every right not to gather in the rain and sleep up to 12 hours.

leave. Yesterday's nasty weather, compared to today's paradise. Today is colder spray sometimes turning into a frank rain and fog on the hills, sometimes reduces the visibility of 20-30 meters. The weather did not lie to photography.

Checking documents in Tytivka. Overcame the temptation to get warm out there and have a snack, a meal on. A piece of asphalt Tytivka-Satellite-Pechenga I'm going first. Interesting and beautiful, despite the weather. Quality of asphalt is normal. Satellite is not in any village, and one large military unit. A sign says that is home to a team Marines and rows of barracks hint at least a thousand people (said upon arrival at the wiki, so it is - one only several battalions of infantry, not counting the DSHB, artillerymen, tankers and SMEs).

Reached Pechenga. Sent SMSku Binet. Received the answer that she is approaching Polar and plans an hour later be in place. From Zapolryanogo 23 km. And the road there is a broken, I do not share her optimism and tune in for a long wait. Wrapped in brezentuhu from large (ETTOD2) and kemaryu. It's not that warm, but at least not blows. All wet.

hour forty-five appears Bean. Meeting on Elbe, Mlyn. For the sake of this meeting, each overcame a three thousand kilometers.
Then I'm not alone.



get to the German way through the ground. When passing past the landfill on Rooms catches SUV with an officer who does not show us any interest. Time to go home, and there better things to do than deal with turem.
Now is not the tide, but do not rush. Water in the channel you want to cross just above the knees. Bear his great even Razuvious, returning for Bininym and see the shock in her eyes. Requests time unshoed. I understand that attempts to explain the futility keep shoes dry at this uastke road will take more time than to give now unshoed. The time will come - all understand myself. We cross the canal and turns on a German road.



along the bay to the north, then crawls up the hill and rolls down to the "pistol lake. Bean starts are increasingly asking how to halt the proposed location. She got today: 80 km. from border, plus the early rise and a terrible road. After the lake we find a place and leave to rest. Reject.

track of the second day


German road

third day of memorable bad - brain strenuously tried to wipe the memory, this fan. 6 degrees of "heat" (the night was one) and the wind with horizontal flying water dust. In the morning had to climb in rags with which the constant dripping. The trip was not so bad, but stop for lunch was almost fatal. Huddled in what is the gap between the stones.

At this time there was no such losizma as in the past and I had the opportunity to look around. On the cliff was seen carved inscription. What is the German soldiers did not spare efforts and with German precision immortalized in the rock name of his unit.






dragged to the fork in the German road. Right next to the fork in the road found the remains of German pillboxes located at the foot of the mountain. Are there any, and the walls are well protected from the wind. Right next to the entrance was found a small spring. Put my tent right in and feel yourself as in Christ's bosom.





evening decided what to do next. Bean said that in such weather - Rybachiy without it. Solve everything had to be right now: 5 kilometers we had to go out on the road Tytivka-average, where we need to be rotated or medium or Tytivka. Agreed on is that if tomorrow the weather is going to get better Rybachiy - if not, arrange day's rest ... and then decide again.



Spirtik, dinner, and hung up.

track of the third day

It was the fourth day of the war.

wake up. Weather which is turbid and incomprehensible. Have breakfast and go for a walk near the tent. In general, the place is very beautiful. From below rather big lake on the shore of which is expensive. On the slopes here and there lying snow. Before entering the firing point find a handful of German bullets. Scrape down a couple. Decode me marking, eh?




Added later:
one German cyclists deciphered inscriptions:
P181 = Hugo Schneider AG Werk Leipzig-Paunsdorf (producer)
S = Messing (brass)
37 = Herstellungsjahr 1937 (year)
3 = Charge (party)


temperature rises up to 8-9 degrees "warm". Closer to dinner, in principle, the weather becomes bearable for the ride, but we are already damned fat and lazy. Shoot stuff with the bike, I decide to get to the "home of General". Elegant mtbshnaya road, you drive for pleasure. Miles through 5, where the track ends Predator & Co., and, theoretically, should be the general's house is not a damn. A little further on is a couple of machines (one of which is "nine", as she drove back clear). What are they doing here you can do not ask - about one of the cars lies a metal detector. Chat for five minutes. No general's house here, is not. But the road does not end here, but goes further. Which is not surprising: for it to supply the German gun emplacements along the top of Musta ridge.

We reached to Musta ridge, leaving the bike from the bottom and climb up on foot. High though. I'm upstairs. At the top of the remains of German gun emplacements, a monument and a cross. From the top looked through the southern part of the Middle and a piece of fish in the Bay area Ain. Yes, that does not speak, the place for firing points is chosen wisely.













I assess the pass. Foot hit this expensive on average without problems. If you are a bicycle and elk - this road is not for you. For it to roll the bike on dvuhsotmetrovuyu hill from the German roads is still possible, but with the descent on average there is no ice - rock. Or cool to suffer with the descent, or severely pass to the west along the top of the ridge, and there is already down, and then along the sea to go back. With the descent there, too, have pomuchatsya, but it looks like he has already more realistic. To the question why should such zadrotstvo ... and suddenly the road Rybachiy will overlap? And here is the cool backdoor. Block the eight- isthmus is more complicated than one way.
I returned an hour and half later than promised Binet. Until the evening still had to climb a mountain, on an elephant, which settled us. The top point, according to a map, 347 meters. At the top of the cross. Top shows that the whole area around our tent and built fortifications pereryto invisible below. Something that is built is very interesting .








From the summit opened with a nice view:







evening trying to get moss. According to the recipe from the internet it must be for a long time to cook in the milk. Then out of it should go away bitter and he is alleged to be similar to mushrooms. Especially for that I bought a couple of bags of powdered milk. Lumped posochnee moss, spread milk, soaked moss there. Several times bring to a boil, then wrapped in a towel and gave the brew. But, in general, whether cooked enough, or milk regretted. Milk and in fact there were few, and the gas had to save (as a result of these savings, I then in Murmansk did not buy gas for the second part of the trip and still took home two nearly full bottle).

dinner, a little spirtika, retreat. Tomorrow, if the weather does not spoil, go to the fishing.

track of the fourth day

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