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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