Hike to Vyoksy.
ZXNet echo conference «zx.fishing»
From Vlad Sotnikov → To All 30 August 2002
Hello All!
I don’t remember whether I posted this text here or not. Nevertheless, a brochure for those
subscribers who don’t have internet. Full version with photos - at
http://vega56.narod.ru
This story is by Kirill Frolov, one of the participants. My version will fly
later.
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Report on a boat trip without water.
First of all, I would like to immediately say to those bad people who said that
will go, but at the last moment he refused - look now on the computer
photos and envy. Less than a day after the trip, I was ready for it myself
refuse due to the disgusting weather forecast, but still did not refuse,
unlike some... zaslantsy. In general, only three people went: Me, Vega
and Konstantin Verbov (the last stronghold of General Sounds), although they promised
three more.
The reality of the weather forecast began to be felt on the very first day, even on
station, when boarding the train, it started to rain. However, in Priozersk (or
Priozerske) there was no hint of rain. While still on the train we were deciding where
go out to Sinevo or Priozersk and the choice settled on Priozersk due to
It is more likely to rent a boat without any problems, although at a higher price. go
There was practically no need to get from the station to the pier, you just had to walk to
end of the platform and cross the rails. It also turned out that the boats are rented attwo different places, on average for 100-120 rubles per day (that’s about $3.5).
We rented a boat for 3 days for 300 rubles; for 360 rubles we could get something
more decent looking and not with wooden, but with plastic poles, but for us
do not organize rowing competitions... For those who are still planning to swim
for the first time I immediately want to say that when choosing a boat you should not look at
the amount of water in it - there are no leaky boats, although it looks scary.
As soon as we took the boat, we set off almost immediately, actually here the first
the day of travel begins. Since no one really took care of the map in advance,
then I had to buy one on the train that was disgusting in quality and relatively
Dear album of maps "rivers and lakes of the Karelian Isthmus". Large scale,
low level of detail - we clearly underestimated our strength and easily
literally flew past Kozliny Island, the place where the first
parking lot, and became disoriented. Until the next morning we are supposed to
were in the area of Bolshoi Sredniy Island, on the next day of the assumption
completely confirmed. In the meantime, we are sailing around the perimeter of the still unknown
island tried to find an acceptable parking place. We came across a structure made of
stones with a roof made of plastic film with a white flag - hello to the family
Adamsov from I don’t remember which St. Petersburg club. Next to the family they decided not toto stop - they were afraid of mosquitoes. We found a parking spot a little further.
It’s worth saying here that the last stronghold of General Sounds has never before been
which campaigns he did not take part in and already on the first day he began to talk about
It would be better if he stayed at home. When did he see that there was water for cooking?
we took food straight from the lake, he said that under no circumstances would he
he won't drink or eat ;-), literally 5 minutes later he changed his mind... No one
I thought of taking something against mosquitoes! While you're sitting by the fire, they don't bite, but...
much more of them accumulate in a tent than in an open space. I
I suffered for the next two nights trying to get completely into the sleeping bag, which was
Not quite the right size for me...
The early morning of the second day greeted us with rain - weather forecast from the Internet
came true. Water accumulated on the roof of the tent, the roof sagged greatly, water
even more accumulated and it began to seep through the roof and drip onto
sleeping, and woke them up... We sat in the tent, waited for the rain to stop and already
started to regret something. The rain finally stopped, which allowed us to
have breakfast (there was no stove, and you can’t light a fire in a tent) and go to
further path. As soon as we swam to the middle of the lake, our supposed
the location was finally determined and confirmed by the presence of otherislands marked on the map. We also found out that literally on every
You can see a tent on the island; in general, quite a few people are resting here. Let's oar
We didn’t push too hard, we relaxed and as a result we weren’t able to swim far -
Signs of rain again appeared in the distance and we accelerated our movement towards
the nearest shore, this time it was Volchiy Island. We barely landed on the shore
when a heavy downpour began, with some hail as well. The tent was set up in the rain and
very, very quickly, got wet. When we set up the tent we discovered that
They put it on an anthill. And the tent had no bottom! It didn't rain too much
for a long time, and when it ended Vega went on reconnaissance - look for firewood and maybe
the best place to park. After some time we found out that we had stopped
not in the best place possible and decided to move a few meters
fifty along the shore. We carried the things in our hands, Vega moved the empty boat,
They laid out their things to dry in the sun... And then it rained again! Set up the tent
We didn’t have time yet and again set it up in the rain and probably faster than in
competitions. The rain, however, stopped as quickly as it started, very quickly
The clouds cleared and normal summer sunny weather returned.
We tried to catch fish, but nothing worked. It wasn't the absence of this
the most fish, and in strong excitement on the lake. On the third day I stood in surpriseGood trip, the Internet forecasters were wrong this time. Vega tried
diving from the boat, it seemed to work... We slowly got ready and took Kostya Verbov
to the shore - all the previous two days he had been whining that he urgently needed to return to
Peter, otherwise all the porn work will stop without him. On the shore, literally a hundred
meters from the lake, a holiday village was discovered, where unfortunate summer residents fry in
cancer pose under the scorching sun, there is not the slightest wind... a terrible sight, on
the lake was noticeably more fun. It was something like 16 hours until the end
We had the rest of Saturday and Sunday until the evening. We decided to sail on
second Goat Island. Without one person the boat went much easier and,
After sailing past the designated Goat Island, we came across Bullfinch Island. On
neighboring islands and on Snegir itself literally every fifty to hundred
meters away there were tents visible, there was practically nowhere to stay. It was a swim back
reluctantly, but it was not possible to sail further forward between the two islands due to
shallow depth. I don’t remember who came up with the smart idea to throw one out
a person with things to the shore, and the other try to swim through the shallow area, but
The main thing is that everything worked out for us. We loaded up and sailed further around the island
Bullfinch (see map). There were plenty of parking places, but the mosquitoes would get us out of there
kicked out for sure. I had to swim almost completely around the island andstop not far from the place where we could stop from the very
started. We just had time to unload and set up the tent when it started to rain again,
although the weather was sunny all day. Luckily it rained for more than a minute
fifteen was not enough. We started trying to make a fire and then we realized that
the parking place was chosen completely poorly, due to the lack of anything flammable,
and why do some people take a chainsaw with them... Birch is a fireproof tree.
Remember this for the future. It will burn well only in a big fire. Probably
I worked as a “cooler for the fire” for an hour and not without success.
Morning, or rather already afternoon (we woke up very late - fatigue was taking its toll)
the last day greeted us with good weather, which allowed us to leisurely and without
obstacles to get ready for the return journey to the station. Quite quickly, somewhere in
Half an hour - forty minutes literally flew all the way to the first stop.
The experienced wind had an effect and the waves pushed the boat very well. Hey and good
The weather also helped. Now the entire path traveled, all the distances
seemed simply ridiculous. It took
another forty minutes. In the end we relaxed and didn’t have time to catch the train. However
It turned out that on days off, trains run almost more often than buses in
St. Petersburg, so I didn’t have to wait long. In no more than five hours I'm alreadywas at home. Well, this is the end of this boat epic. By the way, during all this time we have been there
They didn’t drink (honestly!), which violated the Spectrumist traditions...
19:40:37, Tuesday July 2, 2002.
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The hike took place at the end of June 2002. Ie. 2 months ago.
Vega/ex-Style Group.
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From Alexander Bondarenko → To Vlad Sotnikov 3 September 2002
*You will live long, Vlad!*
It was Aug 30, 2002, you gave birth to a whole footcloth for All, about the “Hike to
Vyoksy." She intrigued me, so I sent her a counter message.
VS> This story is by Kirill Frolov, one of the participants. My version
VS> will fly later.
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VS> The campaign took place at the end of June 2002. Ie. 2 months ago.
Damn it, you guys do it! Some of them made (mis)adventures for themselves.
I remember that I myself, with two other friends, also went “fishing” first. B
As a result, they didn’t catch a damn thing, they built a fire all night (and it was freezing),
being distracted from time to time by cutting nearby trees (in the evening there is no need to talk about firewood
took proper care) but in the morning it still went out (just like the Maidan
was)...
/That’s all, Vlad, what follows is only the truth.../