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This report is about the tour: Ghost Valley 🗓 13–September 17, 2009
Selected moments of the hike "Water and Stones" September 13-17, 2009
Everyone has their own path to the mountains. Mine started 25 years ago, and was interrupted for 25 years). It turned out that the first attempt to storm Chatyr-Dag was made a very long time ago... And so, returning from Crimea from a “seal” vacation, I said - that’s it, I’m going on a hike. The time allotted for getting ready, repurchasing and shopping has flown by unnoticed, and here is Simferopol, the train station, a meeting with the group and a leisurely trolleybus ride...
The group gathered, as it turned out, was experienced, everyone had hiking experience, (except me)) courageous and cheerful. As it should be. Therefore, in response to the call of the Coach (Andrey Gipich) “Well, have you dug, boars?” everyone got up and dug further. It was really hard to dig. But the trumpet and the thirst for something new called forward, to the peaks, caves, waterfalls and ghosts. All these joys have already been described, photographed and shown many times. I would just like to dwell on certain moments of the hike. So, oh...
About the Coach.
About high thoughts, being, etc.
About the second hour of the hike, thoughts of lofty things naturally give way to one simple thought - why the hell did I come here? Didn’t you sit and think at home, in a restaurant, in the toilet, after all? No, I’m stuck and there’s nowhere to retreat, ahead are the mountains, the sea and the envy of everyone for whom the peaks are already behind us! But when I was able to do it, I overcame it, and it worked out - then everything was ok. Then you can think high. And with legitimate pride!
About beauty.
About the cave Emine - Bair - Khosar.
She's beautiful. Time slowly flows in it, losing its outlines, and stalactites, stalagmites and stalagnates come to life. And all this goodness has its own name, given by unknown speleologists who smoked. Well, very intriguing! And when they say that a stalactite grows by 10 cm in 1000 years, one’s conscience does not allow one to think about the eternal. There is also a baby mammoth that has lost its head. It is strange that the speleologists did not see his spirit in the darkness of the cave. And if they saw it, they didn’t say anything. And if they did, I listened.
About the Kholodnaya cave.
About food and beer and mulled wine.
The food was just right. Not much and not little. There was practically no time to think about specialties, so everything prepared by Coach and stored in our backpacks went with a bang. It would be quite possible to do without the supplies. I had a chance to try beer on a hike. But since for this you need to carry it on your loved one and almost all the time upward, then a reasonable alternative between having no beer and carrying it on yourself, I personally ended up with as many as 2 cans (or just 2))). But there was simply no mulled wine. We didn't have enough at the buffet on Emine - Bair - Khosar. You should have drunk before the excursion!!! This is all Coach... Don't drink, go out and warm up...
About the Jur-Jur waterfall.
About socks.
Don't take untested socks on a hike! I personally haven’t found any quality ones on the market in Simferopol, and the ones I found seem to roll off and can slowly rub the palms of my feet.
About equipment.
It should be as light as possible. I asked a fellow hiker why his backpack was so light? As it turned out, he was just going on a hike for 20 years... Experience. And mine weighed about 25 kg, I think. Backpack, sleeping mat, sleeping bag and tent - about 9 kg!!! And a lot of things that you simply cannot do without!!! But the socks were dried on a line and held there with clothespins!))
About the vineyards.
About Rybachy.
There is not much to say about Rybachy. An ordinary seaside town, living from season to season. Everything is leisurely, familiar, not super expensive. For attractions you need to go to Malorechenskoye. There is the Lighthouse Temple of St. Nicholas of Myra. And below it is a museum of disasters on the waters. If earlier it was unpleasant for me to fly, now I’m not particularly keen on sea cruises either!) But 35 UAH for entry, as promised, is not a pity.
About injuries.
About everything.
Can't tell you everything! You have to see it, go through it and experience it. And then move on through life with the consciousness and understanding that you were able, did not retreat and achieved it. It's a pity that everything just ended earlier than planned! But I know for sure that I want to go again! And I’m already looking at lighter equipment...
Vladimir Tuman, Poltava. 2009