Rafting on the river. Ugra 2011.
Good day to all. As promised, the continuation of the epic spread titled «Rafting on the Eel.» In 2010, it has not turned to go, the holiday was spent on a trip to the Astrakhan region, places of pilgrimage for all fishermen, river Akhtuba.
Therefore, in 2011 the company brought together a little more, though again, not all were able, in mid-June we again come to the Ugra. Time came to 10. Unload and assemble the raft — a matter of one hour. And by lunchtime, pulling on ryumahe we sailed away with cries of joy. I then thought of the first alloy, there is nothing particularly new to see how wrong I was. River in the summer is quite different. Fish is active as ever in the shallows and has chub chub, river became shallow and sometimes much belly scraped along the bottom. Opened many islands with sandbars, — why not beaches. Forest also generously shared his wealth. Berries — heaps, went first mushrooms. Floated this time slowly, sometimes did stop for the day. Sami baked bread, pancakes and even cakes. Across great fishing spots, of which did not want to float away. Pikes kept Kukan, the best way to keep the fish — to keep her alive. Once moored in the shallows, fishing rods at night cast therefore, and in the morning wake up from the noise of the engine — and this UAZ carefully so our fishing line circles, wade across the river. I’m awake realized where he had a camera on the other side left. Sailed past few pioneer camps, children very much and live in ordinary army platoon tents, outdoor kitchen, etc. Normal generation grows to replace us. Several times arranged camp bath, and immediately soared to the river — a thrill! Who do not try, do not understand. The next day, the weather has deteriorated, but not long. Bumped storm, we tried to leave, but where there. And now vote buzz — stand under the shower in some batches and yelling from overflowing feelings you that you are one with nature and the world around you. Caught on the river raft of PET bottles, moored, met. Then all night celebrating, and in the morning after exchanging phone numbers and addresses separated, our raft rate was higher. At one of the fields found a mass grave, well-groomed, efforts guys searchers, thanks to them. One of them has been with us and deposited alloy and its collection, and our museum. Found many new springs, which had not been seen on the big water. As it was a very windy day, the wind counter, the speed dropped to almost zero. Accounted for as the Volga boatmen to drag the raft down the river. Well, it’s not so relaxing. All alloy, this time took two weeks, and experiences for the year! Well, something like this.
Getting to the River
assembly is completed
loaded into the hold and junk food
piles of the old bridge
go through the ducts
Rooms with another raft, the size of it twice ours. The truth of the assembly on the bank took a week, and our hour.
UAZ forces the river.
Pies for breakfast
He fished all night …
Spring. The water is cold, even a bottle misted.
Bed of honor
If you are interested, have a video
Well, something like this.