In the footsteps of the future of Portage. Engels — Makhachkala
I apologize for the enforced silence, there was no steady Internet, and time is also in short supply. Everything goes on as usual, the Mongols coming, the future route of the Portage is inspected and laid. From Volgoverkhovye already stranded 5500 thousand km, though it is with a pile of hooks, travel service and so on. The brain is completely abstracted from the urban life and perception of the world has become nomadic. Besides, a couple of days ago I awkward movement of the hand was sent into a prolonged flight landing in the ruthless asphalt favorite smartphone Highscreen Boost 2, and then left without communication for a few days. And now the connection is lame, from what had ceased to respond promptly to your comments on my blog and the Board.the journal of the Mongol...
Portage expedition was initially conceived as a journey from winter to summer, passing through three seasons through most types of domestic off-road. A sort of crash course immersion method of learning to drive on any terrains and overcome any available in Russia, obstacles. I, as the organizer, now in its eighth season drops a unique happiness to welcome the spring twice a year. First, I'm on the intelligence passing from the snows of the North to the warm sun of the Caucasus, and after a month with the participants, everything is repeated, only the "area spring" by that time shifted to the North.
On exploration, which you now and think spring came a little to the South of Engels. Volga is free from the ice, and along shelterbelts, almost no snow. It is still possible to notice and see in the shadow of the bushes, but he will not interfere with driving. And the thaw has already retreated, as well as heavy clay soils. Increasingly, there are sandy paths, begins the vast steppe area. Across the steppe and disturbed residents...
Fox slept in a rut of the road on which the autumn nobody went. I almost ran over on her tail, red mousetrap miraculously escaped from the treacherous Mongol invasion from the North. In the eyes that the Fox is in shock, experiencing a rebirth and is not afraid of anything
Evening, shepherds flocks of sheep being driven home. In the Volgograd and Astrakhan steppes lion's share of the livestock farms owned by the mountaineers, the Chechens or Dagestanis. So shepherds often are of a sober look, and the mountain hospitality, and in case of any problems, they can safely ask for help, it's not the inmates-recidivists, as often happens in the villages of Central Russia
Also, you can safely drive up to houses, farms, people are responsive.
Just do not rush to get out of the car, in 99% of cases, walking around the house a couple of Caucasian shepherd or alabais. They very effectively protect the hut of the owner and can bite off half of the Navigator
If to be attentive, in the villages a lot of interesting buildings. Everyone will stop and not look, but with a good imagination you can imagine how in this Prairie school was built near the railway station, at the silvery snow every morning thronged with villages and hamlets children, and as the seething here like it... or maybe someone of my readers now suddenly saw their home school...
In lakes and estuaries still found the ice, but the life is awakened, migratory birds fly flocks across the sky, in the grass, lurk in the ambush of hundreds of unknown birds.
It is necessary not to overdo it with the speed relaxed our smaller brethren do not have time to Dodge the self-propelled carts
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Many villages are very difficult to photograph due to the tricky weave poles and cables that plug picture. But it at first glance. If we accept that "decor", and in it you can see a wonderful...
Power lines stretch in all directions along and across the roads, and look for a section of the "wild steppe" is sometimes harder than to shoot symmetrical rows of poles and wires
The distance from Moscow increases dramatically the number of Sunny days and almost every night nature gives you beautiful sunsets, and "lark" and more sunrises!
Yes, and the night dark, steppe, very emotional. The steppe is rich in its very distinctive palette of aromas, which closed eyes always clearly understand that you're in the desert, not in the middle of a Russian field and not in the woods, not in the taiga and not tundra. But there is still and the sounds of birds singing, which are also unmistakably understand — you are surrounded by a vast plain.
Very tickle nerves and night crossing the vast, deserted spaces "directions", when, in the European part of Russia are you over tens of kilometers can not see a single light on the horizon and stay there with the motor off and plunge into the wilderness, be her guest. You stand up, and drinking tea, to marvel at the smells, sounds and the great emptiness, go to the people, and it will remain. Will remain the same, saw, say, Tamerlan...
But spring step is not as simple as it seems. Meet and huge puddles, and rivers that come alive once a year after snow melt, and may completely dry. Now it's floating, stopped at the post migratory birds, and very soon their parched beds of the wind will drive sand and dust, Brody will cease to be Brody...
Now, in early April, there is still no poppies or tulips, the vast expanses are painted in brown paint and richly saturated spring waters. Such a step few people see this steppe, few rides. If you get stuck, help will come in the summer, and local, knowing this, try to the Steppe during winter and spring, not to invade, but to sit at home and watch TV
The proximity to the Caucasus begin to feel more in Kalmykia. Middle of the steppe ran into border guards. The gallant lads in uniform without insignia, armed, did not introduce himself, asked documents. Was sent to the forest. More precisely field. Fifty kilometers from the coastline of the Caspian is a zone...
The next night after the missed due to rain and cloud cover a full lunar Eclipse, we got a light but bright compensation. A huge red disc rose over the horizon and the cars stopped along the road. The most beautiful thing...
Yesterday we met in Makhachkala with my friend Ahmed Amiir and drink coffee and talk about your favorite subject. To our table flocked friends, it was warm, comfortable and quiet. Ahead of rolling the brightest stage of any Wires, what I will tell you immediately, as soon as a decent selection of photo cards and robust Internet
Hello!
Not stopped, but on the way back from the Caucasus taxied)) but did not realize they where there)))
In Artezian on the source to take a dip called? Very refreshing on the road and invigorating. He is there even in the winter the relatively warm =)))
Time, but not all, Alvi))) always late, and every night to write and not out)))
When you manage everything? A stenographer what he does)))), such record to write and not a simple set of words and the experience of the environment to describe, and with such a sense of humor and observation, it will take no little time.
Thank you very much)) I try to write in the style of "what you see is what I sing")))
I highly recommend to watch monitor)) otherwise the pictures will play)))
With Ahmed now go to the mountains)
Expensive pleasure to read! Looking at the illustration.
read here and every time flipping through to the bottom of the excited — here will drive to Ahmed)
The most important thing!)) Continue in the same spirit, really very nice to read such reports!
Thank you very much! Just have something to write and speak))) and can't shut up))
Patrol, of course, the machine resource, tough, but "5500 thousand km" slightly too much )
You can not keep up) As always very exciting, and fun!
Received a lot of positive emotions, for that — thank you!
Um Andrew, with all due respect, will not be able to keep it to myself))) you just do not use D2 to may 2, it's easier!)))
Cool photos! :-))) One request — to avoid attacks of acute zavisiti with the subsequent manufacturing of the VOODOO doll and poking her with different needles, pictures of Dagestan, under any circumstances, do NOT SPREAD! :-))))
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Great, just as imagined in the sky, flying birds and nature with every kilometer more and more awake! Beauty!
Introduced almost himself visited) so it all worked out)
I'm at work by the way, I can dream) the Salaries of time spent in dreams in the workplace does not depend, as her rather not, then at least the dreams will compensate.=))
Go rasgado Chini, a dreamer. And then you rolled on the Logan all the beauty of past ))))
Great, just as imagined in the sky, flying birds and nature with every kilometer more and more awake! Beauty!
Thank you! Direct remembered the smell of steppe spring and like I've traveled these lands.
Thank you very much))) says Ahmed, I just turned the Avar mode in the camera))
Alex is all beautifully written, missing details, glad to meet you, have a good trip!
Ne-uh! Virtual TV trip on the couch under a soft beer with a rubber female in an embrace... I'd rather here a short practice, and in the summer I go. By the way, if you need to get off the phone. maybe some possible help will be able to provide here.
Nothing terrible, travel and virtual, that and write detail to create the effect of the presence of)))
Good afternoon, Dmitry! Thank you very much)) the Fox was really posing, I think)))
Hello Alex! Excellent report, Fox just "model" did not hesitate to pose in onlineusa not the skin ))). Sunset super, waiting for the continuation from the edge of the high mountains.
And Hello to you! What happened in Orekhovo, small what happens in life, to write here — always happy to help