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Kola 2010 (ending)

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Climbing checkout. 're Rolling quickly. 5 miles later, we see the road a roadside grave, drive up, read. It found its end in the 91-year European musical group "Molotov Cocktail" was returning after a concert of Kirovsk. In a couple of meters of another tomb Russian. Probably from the time of behind it, no one cared to understand who and what is not possible.



Before lunch, we drive sorokovnik. Lunch by the river current Lotta from Finland. Probe the water - it is unrealistic to warm. Impossible to resist the temptation. Undress and jump into the water. I do a couple of dozen strokes. Mlyn, the river is the same trick that Akkim: fast flow, not visible from the lack of shoals. Turn around and see how rapidly rushes by the bank. Quickly rowed to shore in shallow water and then made their way to the place of call.

dinner, we go further. To Murmansk from here more than two hundred kilometers. I had planned to spend the night with Bina and morning from the checkpoint sgolosovat surprise to Murmansk. But I was overwhelmed vague doubts: the day we saw almost two dozen cars. With this "rapid" mashinopotokom I can vote in a car for very long. Look around Congresses from the road, hoping to find what else the fishermen or tourists on a suitable machine. Finally find the fishermen in a van. They do not know when go to Murmansk - either today or tomorrow morning. Just in case tomorrow morning, I suggest themselves to him in the car. We go with Bina on the borderline, pass sign warning of entry into the border zone.

last 7 kilometers before the border is a reconstruction of the road. The way trough here and there fresh asphalt, but mostly it is bad or average hard-packed gravel. Go for it hard even for me, Bean goes on foot. A few, not the most pleasant kilometers brightens communicating with the workers.

end of the road. Barrier beyond which I will not be allowed, after 100 meters. We are at a gas station, where must be a store. Shop ... have been built but still closed. Next booth where you can buy a bottle of soda and even some some nonsense. No firewater, or cigarettes is not here. Even then you can fill up with petrol, that we sort of pointless. Binet buy soft drink. While we stand with a troubled look, fit road worker, and immediately, realizing that we passed the shop invites you to a chicken, "Come to us, we have just the chicken is ready." I refuse but the hospitality of these people, slightly improves the view of the human breed.

Looking for a place in the night. As luck would have anything nice next to no, but come back, it means that Binet would have stormed all this gravel again. Even swear a little about it. Bean irritated my style climb up on the night in the jungle, and not to sleep beside the road. Yield, find a place and get up to 50 meters from the road near the lake. Our last joint dinner, finish off Bininu
vodka bought in Verhnetulomskom.

fucking Polar Day! Hours of 10 pm, on the road, directly opposite our parking, the workers begin ukatyvat rubble. Machines come with crushed stone, with a roar poured it, then it enters into a skating rink. The process of collecting, sometimes walking past the tents Bina, I pin up "Bean, you're still awake?". Workers settled down only 4 in the morning.

track thirteenth day

Again Murmansk.

Our final in this journey of a joint breakfast. Sad. Fees. We leave very early, as fishermen, to whom I entered on board, had planned to leave around 11-12 hours, and I have to go another ten miles. While packing to us drove down the truck which hauls gravel for road reconstruction. Conversation. It turns out that during the polar day, they see nothing wrong in that work at night, if only the weather was good. So what are "night shifts" - not a rarity.

do with Bina sharing photos on the memory and goodbye. Sad.

I'm bright enough food for the gravel to a parking lot of fishermen. Come - parking is currently empty. Sitting on the fifth point does not make sense, machines can never be. Edu back in the direction of Murmansk. Track Lotta, at least until Verhnetulomskogo, all equipped with kilometer posts. I have a small wind in the back, go easy, start to assume these posts. Quickly counted 50 columns. All-time pass only half a dozen cars. Of these, only one I could boot up - if she stopped. This was a postal van. Others were even without luggage. The truth is sometimes drove past the truck vozyaschie rubble on the scene, but I already know that they are not going to Murmansk, and riverine. In the morning I received an invitation to board, before turning on a river (100 km. way), but for some reason declined. Now, many drivers of such trucks, drove past me honking. With some I've talked about the border, some of us there just saw last night and this morning. Travels very easily.
chided about the 70th mile column, thinking about lunch. Then decides to screw the
before turning on a river (he is turning a nickel), and where to dine, and at the same time
vote machine. Eat on the go with dried apricots.

pass the turn on a river, looking at his watch and horrified: in 4-something hours, I leg it a hundred miles! Affected the breeze in the back and the almost complete absence of food in bags. In general, run "Lotta" built for speed.

I began to look for a river, where you can settle down to dinner, not very far from the road. In this point, I see riding in the same direction minivan. I vote, I suggest the money immediately with a stock, so no bargaining (much like tonight climb into the bath in Murmansk and a few extra hundred play no role). I take on board. The mention of money is clearly confusing the driver. In general, on the Kola What is unusual monetary relations - the money given to very tactfully. threw
great inside, where there is a broken bike Suzuki. It turned out the guy
rider, rode his bike to pick up after the accident. Quickly found a common language
, the road to Murmansk has flown by. Parted before the new bridge
(the car went into Cole). At the end of the driver asked me how my case, if help is needed and whether I need to borrow money. Took money from me only after I assured him that I have everything is OK, and even planned a little spree. Again pass the new bridge (the third time this trip) better in the city center, where they plan to start searching for apartments. We reached the center, pull out a piece of paper on which are written before the trip naguglennye Phones "Flats at night." On the second call I have agreed to an apartment on Karl Marx. After 15 minutes I was on the spot. Odnushka on the first floor, cozy. Having three thousand three days, and another 500 rubles a deposit for the keys, I am not without difficulty, seen off Aunt, which I rented this apartment. Aunt really wanted to chat, and I wanted to have to wash off and jerk in the store for all sorts of delicious things to eat and jump into the bath. I wash my face and a little quote myself order (To the extent possible, given that two weeks, I mock the rain, collected over the dust and thus never erased). Wash
necessary since I'm covered with a layer of salt: today the hottest day that I saw on the Kola
. This summer weather, 25 degrees probably. It's hot.

jog to the store. Go find "Evroros" does not work, buy the first part in what that silly little shop on the hill, from where the liquor only beer and generally assortment of lame. Then find "Evroros. "Evrika" the one where three months later, in September, Medvedev sold a loaf of rye bread .

Vinische, beer, fish, salads ... everything at once, and many ... vobschem happiness.

washed our clothes, wash himself did not have enough power - Cuts on the couch.
very long day.

further describe in detail a couple of days makes no sense, I suppose. Happy walking, or slept in the evening jug and kishkobludil front of the TV. Toured the book, I bought something to read, ran into the local lore, see the "mammoth".

last few days before parting, Bean tried to find out how much I have it I must. Kind of like what I did bear the costs in a way. Strange are these Europeans. I was going to ride, not services rendered. This is what I tell all. In the evening, before parting Bean gave me a pack of cards, it filled the evening and asked them to send from Murmansk. When I opened the pack in Murmansk with the cards, there were in addition to postcards, note for me and 150 oyro! Slightly reassured his conscience, and later bought souvenir Binet in the regional (already sent from Moscow). Postcards sent. Mark with Bears and rabbits. Send a postcard to Europe costs two bears and two bunnies. I had to lick the bear 24 and 24 bunnies.

Last Day bought the fish home (trout, salmon, halibut - from trout and salmon I am delighted, halibut did not like). In a train compartment all - a great campaign for a ride home. A guy with a girl about my age, my aunt a little older. Jug all the way back. Once we even went out to calm the conductor, Tipo, we all carriage bed do not give. My most slow train Murmansk-Moscow: drove 40 hours. But cheap.

House. Hellish hot.

summarize ... As well, although it nafig. A trip like and that's it. And I still have two reports vystrugivat necessary. If something is important to remember dobyu in kammentah. Who issues - Do not be shy. Comment - I love to read later.

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Kola 2010 (part 4)

Musta ridge and Tytivka

rise. All staff: breakfast, taxes, departure. Before departure, we again met his comrades to "loaf" and talked a couple of minutes. The road can go quickly, though already at the Isthmus of Kola-average on the road 5 times were decent spill, had to creep into the water on the bushes or shrubs to break, where it was possible. But we're not too delayed. Before getting on Musta ridge made a stop gaining courage. Upper saddle point 270 meters, we started with 60 meters. Bean could enter, but not to enter the hill only if there is good coverage, and this rise is a good cover is no different. At the most evil piece, I quickly drove up, threw his big, go down and helped Binet wheel in its apparatus. In the Gulf, at this point, there were something resembling the outline of a submarine.

Finally we top. Abandon this afternoon in favor of dinner at Tytivka and drink tea with sneakers. 're Rolling in the direction of Titovka. 15 kilometers, but the road is not given a very hard, because in fact we are slowly going down with Musta ridge, although areas where the Bean was part of walking is still missing. When the road went along the river Tytivka got a lot of machines with the fishermen. Well, such civilized fishermen jeep, who bought a fishing permit in Tytivka. Buy a permit can be right there - a selling point is near the road. The river in this place particularly rich in fishermen: almost every 50 meters of someone standing in the water, mostly when the memory does not fail, nahlystoviki. Finally we leave on the M18 and turn right and get off Titovka. Tytivka - a hub for cars in Norway and in Norway. On weekends there is almost always You can see tourists from Europe. Communicate with them for several minutes. Binu waiting terrible news: Germany have lost the English football. Mourning for the whole Germany. Improve her mood can only establishments of the diner in Tytivka.

Due to the presence of foreign tourists, the menu in the cafe significantly better than any rygalovke for workers. At the sight of such a diversity in food, Bean comes to an excited state. Take on the pilaf, the chicken Breaded from crackers and served with mashed potatoes, hodgepodge, okroshka and a few beers. Everything is prepared well, we had no complaints. Double 630 rubles. Again, in divine. Bean categorically does not allow me to pay. I start eating so actively, that managed to just break the spoon.

Buy pies for the evening and leave. Pass the checkpoint. Swordplay with kontriki at the checkpoint who do not like that in the summer Rybachiy scored Muscovites and Petrograd.

go further. Prior to that, Bean drove only one asphalt trail on the Kola - the track "Lotta". Compared with the track at Kirkenes, Lotta - Flat as a table. The news that we are going to storm the hill from here to Murmansk Binu delight does not, but it is still going briskly - the quality of asphalt good and on the road its narrow, slick tires provides certain advantages.





pass a twist on Zaozersk and begin to look for place for the night. Find a place in the 50 meters from the road. Place so-so, but what is the best in such conditions should not expect special.

track of the ninth day .

M18 and Murmansk.

rise, the weather was excellent, warm. Expel insects out of the tent and start to gather.

Breakfast exit. Despite the fact that the sun is shining and warm, I am feeling the inevitable rain. Declare it Binet, but she does not believe. In vain. Do not have time to get to the p. Western Face, we start watering. Next go under the rain. In the Valley of Fame calls in the memorial.

Under the bridge on the 70-kilometer arrange a dinner, then go further.

Rain does not stop, but the street is so warm that I was going to t-shirt. Did not think that it is possible on the Kola. Keep good pace. Today we have to spend the night in Murmansk have to tomorrow to go to Finland. Slopes, if you go in the direction of Murmansk, like Bud is more interesting than to go the opposite. At the same accelerated to 59.7 km / h (at ZHPS) with virtually no backspin pedals.

seemed Bay. Until the new bridge go laziness - it means more miles 20 (ten round dozen back to Murmansk, which stretches along the Kola Bay). Begin to figure in the mind of a variant with a boat coming from Abram Cape. Not far from the turning on Abram cape is machine interested about the boat. Fortunately, A driver has peresnyatoe to mobile schedule launches. It turns out that the boat an hour later with a small tail. By the time it turns out, but go on the road on which traffic has grown substantially, and the quality of roads deteriorated desire whatsoever. Binet explain the situation - she agreed to the boat.



down into Abram cape. In a questionable store bought pies questionable. Later, Bean makes a new entry and exits with two ice cream. When I remarked that morozhnogo as the weather is not suitable and is beginning a little colder, she answers that she is still - it all week dreaming about ice cream.

find the pier from which you want to go boat. On the pier shvartovschik killing time fishing, and wet friendly dog. Whenever I leave the backpack unattended, the dog immediately to him pritersya then my backpack started to exude fragrance of wet dog. Slowly has tightened the people. The rain stopped in the meantime. Bay and city views at this point fully in keeping with my ideas of Murmansk.

Belatedly filed boat. Terribly narrow gangplank - handlebar not go away. Have to raise high above the banister, and so carry. Place on a boat for a great not so hot, but is packaged.
ferry boat across the Kola Bay liked. Bean also delighted, and said that the idea to take the boat was good. Set down and pay tolls. 17 p. 50 kopeks per person, with us taking twice as much - for the large.
Y We have agreed to spend the night in Murmansk. To get close: the apartment is located near the train station and the train station near the port, but we just in port. To get from the port to the station have dragged through the large pedestrian bridge.
in Murmansk with overnight everything was not as planned, well, it happens, how it happened. At least it was fun and we enjoyed the hospitality of the north. Separate issue.

track tenth day

Murmansk - Tuloma

Started in the morning. On the road called at Okey, a local megamarket.

have breakfast there. I have to buy extra food and leave. Through the city until a new bridge over the bridge and down the P-11.

Track "Lotta". On her 230 km. to the border with Finland. The road to this point, not much: a narrow, and traffic due to the weekend high. The road is hard for me twice: as a result of northern hospitality, I am suffering from lack of sleep and a hangover.

In Tuloma roadside commerce. Greens are purchased. I am buying his package of local milk (in Tuloma launched production of milk and dairy products).

We turn next. The road improves traffic disappears. Kola in the area and a little further Tuloma guys are Kola: a lot of suburban landscapes and polar regions generally not felt. After passing relatively a little (just 60 miles on the highway) are starting to look for a place to a halt. We need water, but the district cottage and from the River Cottage Tuloma separate us. Descend value problems to have Tuloma, exploration spending. Cottages retirees from the military, police and administration. We pass a little bit, we see a group of people drive up. A group of people decide how to celebrate the fisherman. On the Kola is a real holiday celebrated all (now that I began to understand the excitement in the product Part megamarket this morning). Not often seen here, outside Moscow, the German tandem of cyclists. Immediately get an invitation to settle in comfortable cabins, as well as an invitation to the evening at the table. Refuse, we just need a place under the tent. Explain where it is best to get up. Generally, the only the cause of my refusal to feast at the time was the state of hangover and too little mileage traveled per day. If I were still on the second day could not go, then the third would have to give very many miles - spare days we were gone. And finds a lovely meadow near the river Tuloma.



Vodicka not cool (although the second week of swimming in the Arctic ceases to understand what water is cold and what not). Posh dinner - We have a lot of Murmansk nishtyakov. Reject.

track eleventh day

Verhnetulomsky.

Morning, charges all staff. Weather pleasant. At the request of Bina learn from truckers outcome of the game Germany-Uruguay. Germany won, the Bean is happy. We leave on the pavement, turn on.
go rolling is easy, no traffic, the road is almost without relief and covered with asphalt, good ... but a little boring. We reached the turn Verhnetulomsky, turn off and get off before refueling. We go to the store at the gas station. Coffee, croissants and beer. Buy a bottle of firewater. Bean wants to buy Russian cigarettes to your friend, but it turns out that cigarette for a week there, and on the counter, empty boxes. Saleswoman calms us that before the border is still a gas station with a shop where you can buy cigarettes. For the same reason we decide not to buy another bottle of firewater, so as not to drag too much. Go further.





We have a small mordnik, but the weather does not. Dinner at which a stream. Yet how many miles you. On approaching the turn of the nickel start looking for a place in the night, but the places which one or podbolochennye or zasrat. Wasting time checking out a couple of places, then go out on the pavement and ride further. We pass the turn on a river. Off from the road at random, trying to jerk it Akkim river, which I see on ZhPSe. 50 meters pawns and veloponosinga and see-goal position. Remains of long-standing fireplaces, and later found hanging from a branch stack.



I'm going to wash. River at this place must be a trick : Narrow and deep. Water is not boiling on the rocks so fast for not much. Reach for the bushes and desperately I go into the water. According to a fork in you can not go : Knocked off his feet, to stand in any way. Then he drew for their own benefit: jumped behind a bush and allowed himself to waver freely downstream. As in the washing typewriter. Minute rinse and I am clean and happy.



dinner, a little alcohol, a retreat.

track twelfth day

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Kola 2010 (Part 3)

average.

woke up when he became out, found under a tent in the outer is hellish amount of mosquitoes.

Bean today set up in combat, and plans to almost completely circumnavigate the peninsula average today, hoping to arrange a night somewhere at the entrance to the peninsula in the morning to immediately begin to storm recovery on Musta ridge. I just remember how many interesting things on the west bank of the middle, not looking forward to a great mileage, and overnight at the entrance to the special enthusiasm does not cause. Crowded out there.

main goal for today we are the "two brothers" - Sami sacred rock on the northern tip of Middle (M. Ground). Bean, somewhere in their sources, what about them and she read it even more interesting than Rybachi and all other local amenities.

leave, go north on the shore of the Middle, admiring his lip Most Volokovaya. When crossing the river bulging stored water. For some reason I then remembered that on very long the water will not (and I really am not sure that last year there was water). In the bay we see a couple of ships. Whether fishermen, or divers, is unclear.

go further. On the way, scare a few partridges, and three rabbits. I never thought to see here. Water on the road is complete, it often does not flow across roads, and along. Where last year I accidentally discovered a beautiful cliff overlooking the sea, I make a stop and at this time. At Bina form an impression.

few photos and go further. After some time getting to the "two brothers". A couple of photos.

go further. Now we must pass very tightly to the military unit. Over a hundred meters up in the / h fork, one road goes to the piece, the second in a detour. And this tour goes through a puddle, with both sides from which all the bushes. Puddle looks innocent enough. Jump from high, leading him to the edge of a puddle. Mlyn, water is much higher than the sleeves. Pants forks completely lurk in the water. My pants are also about to fork. The bottom of the viscous. drag the great turn around to help Binet, it is in such places are usually stuck, but assistance is required, Bean was surprisingly easy. Strongly suspect that in this situation, 4 it tight velosumki worked as floats, the first showing an advantage over mine. Having left a little from side to do a photo of this military facility.

lunch. I explain what lies ahead will be a decent stream, where you can dine, go to him. Dine.

Further assessment inspection of the firing points with a gun. The last time we did not have enough time on it, but this time I intend to satisfy all your curiosity. So gun.

Behind the heap "tubes" from the shells and the entrance to the underground part. Bean quite seriously thought that the construction of "clones" - WC. Difficult accuse her of contempt of the Northern Fleet - if not for the logo on the door and in fact could be confused. We assume that this was meant to specifically in order to disguise.

went downstairs, found a flashlight in a backpack (taking into account that at the time of the trip was the height of the polar day, it was the only time when I needed a flashlight). Corridor, right and left as he entered. From left to store for shells. The storage of shells armored plate with a hole for feeding projectile. Apparently, the construction is intended in case you hit a weapon on top - that all ammunition is not detonated.

cabinet for shells

Saloon personnel. Do not say that too much space.

Yet they found the kitchen and still are not clear the room. Bored and went upstairs.

Going further, offers a good view of the beach stretching into the from Norway.

inspection house on the beach. Binu ask how much it is willing to pay for a house on the seafront with excellent sea views from the windows. Get a response - Thirty oyro.

house is remarkably well preserved. Sand-lime brick, no peeling paint. Close with the house dog house. Go further.

reaches the bifurcation, where last year we had navigational difficulties, ended a pawn the overgrown paths. At that time off doubt - went down to the sea.

moves along the sea. I'm going, Bean goes. The road from a large shingles, enough to drive fans. Find two metal hrenovniny, large and small, of questionable use.

First:

Second:

piece of the submarine? Or what? Dimensions quite suitable. A little further along the coast is undoubtedly part of the second damn.

Generally this pebbled beach in front of Cape Metalaniemi delightful place. The absence of flies, no stink from discarded shore algae. It is convenient to bathe (supposedly, I have not tested), and drop dead of a beached fin - you can at least a week bonfire on the full. Of the minuses: to the nearest fresh water needed to walk (there is a lake on the map) and it is unclear how to pitch a tent on this pebble - hard, however, sleep would be.
pass pebble beach to the end and after some time podsekaem normal, "Katya" road. After a couple of three kilometers of the cemetery-memorial gunners.

38 sunken ships. With all due respect to the dead and dead soldiers ... I read the book immediately on arrival, "Shadows of the Arctic" is called (Zefirov MV Bazhenov VV). Latest book, about the war in the Arctic comparing losses on the German side of Soviet and German data. German losses are not simply the number of machines, and surnames. So the numbers these sovteskimi gunners and pilots in those areas could easily be divided into 4. Of course most of the "downed" aircraft plunged into Barents Sea, and the courts is even no need to specify - and all were drowned. Come check, drowned or not. But it's so lyrical.

Another couple of kilometers, several fords. I dream of camping near the sea - one wants to bathe in the end. On the map in the sea flows into a pair of streams. At the first stream, right on the beach sea, is "a loaf". Going to communicate. The "loaf" meal, but people are adequate, the bounds of decency. I'm trying to find out who and what, but they are dark. In general, go to the next creek. If I am not mistaken - Ship Creek. We reached him, crossed the brook (for though) and go up a hundred feet up. Very habitable place, but now everyday, so we do not fear invasion. We put a tent just a few meters from the lovely waterfall.



 

Пролетает вертушка, явно что то (или кого то) высматривая.
Но мы с велосипедами, поэтому никому не интересны. Иду набирать воду,
подставляю pan ... and it almost tears flow from his hands. If I missed it, her "spit out" to the Barents Sea after a few seconds. More normally. Dinner, a little spirtiku. During the dinner begins dozhdische. I have such intense here has ever seen. Question about swimming is transferred to the morning. Even the hands of the tent, to remove the pan does not want to pull out. Burner is off and that it is not flooded, removed her under a tent awning. After a while, forgetting that covered her "Input" inside the tent. As a result - a hole in the door. " In Binah is megaskotch, are packed. Bean then going with the spirit to go in his tent (to go only a few meters but the rain hellish). Disagree on tents, hang up.

track eighth day




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