קנון יו טיוב

New Year holidays 2011 (We return to Murmansk)

January 8, 2011

got up at 9 am (rekord!!) at 10 has already passed the apartment without
what you 11 were at the botanical garden. What then took the process of turning
backpacks in the scraper.

almost immediately found that with our drags there was something wrong. Pull them it was not easier than dragging a backpack on my back. Perhaps it was in explicit congestion backpacks. Stew throw hand was raised, and it was taken from a calculation on all holidays. At the time of Kirovsk it remained cans 10-12. Plus cereals and 4 large container gas. Backpack weighed about thirty with a small tail.

Pomuchavshis mile and a half to two and reaching Vudyavra, we transformed the scraper back into the backpack and stood up on his skis. The case went smoothly. A few hours later we were in the gorge of Ramsay, where we met only the day snowmobile. Lifting dalsya relatively easy.

with Ramsay after just nothing. Slopes me back then were not given and the next I fell at a speed of crashing a backpack in the snow, from which the belt buckle backpack broke. Pull only on the shoulders 30 kilogamm pleasure is not great, so we decided to go to the first open water and leave to rest. Conscience is not troubled - mileage is allowed.

nominally Next: Installation of a tent, dinner, and hung up.

9 th January 2011

Late lift, breakfast, repair buckle my backpack.

went out early in the third hours. A few hours practiced downhill skiing with a heavy backpack. The downside was that the trail winds and often could not see that around the bend. Result was that the belt buckle Nastyuhinogo backpack, too, was broken. But I'm more or less learned to move down from hills on skis.

All day extraordinary Heat: seven degrees below zero. Go hot. A few hours ride to the station I find on a cell on trains to Murmansk with a stop in Hibinah. Their total Two: Vologda tonight and "native" 382. Vologda at half past eleven. We're on it more than prospered. We go at it.

We reach Hibiny village. We have a couple of hours to spare.
located near the Little White. Campfires, driving teas. At the right time
are advancing toward the station. Exit to the station, a passing driver
electric waves his hand and gives a beep. Digging (literally) behind the
station, I associate the skis. Snow specifically sweeps. Dog ran Laiche
breed bark furiously us to order, to treat sausage and realizing that nothing
not beg ran away.

5 minutes before the train came to a platform that virtually
covered with snow. Vologda rode the train.

us to give it to plant.

Even attempt to buy tickets at the head of the train was not crowned with success
. Can not, and that's it. I wanted to scold naughty, but very Russian
words. I do not know in What was the joke of humor, maybe it's some sort of a trick northern railway
to which was supposed to be assigned the Vologda train (at home
«October" train We planted, and in conversation with the conductor told me
that this is not a problem), and maybe even what. We are at this point was not to determine
reasons.

Started scroll through the options. The next train was in the morning.
then until the end of the vacation Hibin towards Murmansk could not sit on that - all
train passed Hibiny without stopping. 100% guarantee of landing us in the morning
train was not there either. Taxi to the Apatite we call failed: called, was not machines with a pass through ANOF.
break camp did not want to fire up the morning of the economic train Olenegrsk-Apatity
- too. They went on foot. Until Apatite km 16, and the time to am still occupy
was nothing.

By law, Murphy wind blew like snow in the face zaleplyaya
eyes and almost deprived of sight. Snow drifts were impressive. It was evident that the pair
parked cars here in the morning will not go anywhere. On flat ground road
met drifts higher than the knee. Ascended the road from the village on the quarry
ANOFa and strolled dejectedly down the road. Managed to pass 3-4 km. stopped a second time
rest. Career path of the turning lit, heard the roar of the engine.
ride here could anything until BELAZ so snaryagu with skis
we quickly threw back to the sidelines. Because of the rotation appeared Career bulldozer. Not those
toy tractor Tipo Kirovtsa or Belarus that can be seen in the city and
village, but a real bulldozer. With a width of flap almost the entire width of the two-lane
road wheels in my growth and a platform on which the cabin was located at an altitude of
about 2,5 meters above the ground. Impressive. The driver stopped his technique,
asked us not get lost if we are comforted saying that before the CAT
still very far away. Then he went on.

And after a while went back, stopped and invited us to bring
! Threw trash on a platform behind the cab,
stamped three in the cockpit and drove off. For some reason I thought that sort of thing
should go smoothly as an aircraft carrier, but shook it thoroughly.

threw us usher 10 kilometers, no less. Prior to passage
we did not go more than a kilometer or a half later. This saves us from the night
breakout through the snow and wind, and possibly allowed to catch the
morning train (reserve it in the end was not so great).

health and long bulldozer driver, and his son
new victories in the Arctic Games. Uncle obviously that is where it broke out instructions,
when picked us. All the same people in the north ... different from other people. And
clearly not the worst.

came out from the territory ANOFa, dragged himself to the city. Found
landmark in the form of a small wooden church and to call a taxi, otvezshee
us to the station. Station soon retreated skiers and snowboarders left on
St.Petersburg train. We're 382 reached Murmansk.

the same day took off for 6 days odnushku Karl Marx.

Actually this is possible and finish. Week
I lived then still in Murmansk flew by. I rented an apartment in the nearby house,
from where they filmed the July arrival at Murmansk. At the same chatty aunt that
last time. The apartment has been worse than the Kirov, but still tolerable. Few dishes
and cutlery. Just killed the TV fastened to the stand. Each time,
when I wanted to see it from an armchair, a bedside table had turned.

9-th floor, but the view from the window of so-so. You can see a piece of
port. And on a clear day the hills on the opposite shore of the Kola Bay.

before departing for the Kirovsk drew attention to one
feature. And in Kirovsk, and Murmansk and Apatity, and I think in any other city
Kola (and perhaps and throughout the Republic of Karelia), there is a custom candle in the window.
It looks like this: