What Does Prodrome Feel Like?

Canoeing trip

Fig.1 Frame folding kayak: 1 - longitudinal beam, 2 - frame number 1, 3 - frame number 2, 4-brace, 5 - a power strip, 6 - frame number 3, 7 - frame number 4, 8 - back of the cockpit, 9 - frame number 5, 10 - trough bulwarks, 11 - bulwark 12 - back, 13 - seat 14 - guard rail, 15 - Stringer, 16 - foot-steering, 17 - keel, 18 - stem.



here ugorazdilo I agree on this campaign ...


I am a long time (Seven years, probably) I was sure that I do not like hiking. sleep in a scarf? No really, thank you. not be able to properly wash? dismiss me again.
but whether my mood was pofigisticheskoe, whether it's time to try something new, but I agreed to this campaign, not even thinking.

thought I was much later - after two and a half months, at the organizational meeting where we were taught to pack things that they are not soaked in a canoe, distributed food, were callboard, planning tools and a lot of each other. at this meeting, I realized that all very seriously, and I put it mildly, got ...

the week after meeting, I struggled with the question in the spirit of the Prince of Denmark - to go or not go ...
desire of adventure prevailed over questionable prudence.

plan was simple; and the route - is plain to ugliness.
on Friday night to arrive by bus to the city sharp Chernihiv region, put up tents on the banks of the gums, to collect kayaks, sleep, and in the morning, though not with the lark, but with Orioles and finches, to go swimming in the direction of the village puff Kiev region.

for me to program at least was one thing - survive.

instant happiness came at once on Friday. one evening I managed to learn how to pitch a tent, cooked porridge on the fire, helped assemble the kayak, to communicate over zhist and a planetarium. Speaking of the planetarium. the main reason why I wanted to hike, had a dream that in total darkness distant from the big city areas I will be able to admire the stars. and see not only the Big Dipper (which to my eye even without the glasses can be seen), but also a lot of everything else ... in general at the stars I've seen enough, too:)

overnight in a tent in a sleeping bag - special pleasure. Fortunately, from the whole body froze in my nose. many more are out of luck my neighbor on the tent. though she was dressed like an onion (the onion has layers! - but there are layers of cake, too! - Yes, but ogres like onions! "Shrek"), she just froze mercilessly ...

morning was good. very pleased to unscrew the canopy ("door") stalls and see the most delicate light green-yellow tint all around - a wonderful light of the rising sun.

marvel at the taste of water from the river, which according to my expectations was to remind the mire, or else What is a swamp, was identically equal to the taste of tap water in Kiev. At this point I think hard, and clean if the water that flows from our tap ...

way on water:) The question on the planning meeting: and where we get water? - From the stream. - From the ... river?? - Yes. - She's dirty! - Boil. - ...

in general, together, we delved in kayaks and rowed meet fate toward puffs:)

by the way, the leader of our group was my grandfather on a kayak with the eloquent title "Susanin":)

man he is amazing. for his seventy years he had visited and continues to happen in all sorts of mountains, in the most incredible hikes sparkles the most incredible knowledge and has sparkling sense of humor (not a drop of sarcasm in my words).

that much more to tell:) row - One of pleasure, plyuhnutsya in cold water after one and a half hours in the heat on a kayak - the second pleasure, there's soup in the rain - the third, to breathe fresh air, hear the chirping of birds, forget about work, meet interesting people, look at the stars (yes, again!), to be alone with God, shut up, think ... stop ...

Monday morning, mom says - oh, the work rest. After a pause, I say - I'd rather be rowed for three more days ...

thanks God for this campaign. and for the fact that I survived:)