Way up

Review of the campaign over the sea 1-6 May 2013 Author: Alexandra Zdorovets. Rating: 4 I did not expect such difficulties, but still a pleasant aftertaste. I've become stronger, fitter and looked at myself, mishandled relations with strangers is not my people (me go my boyfriend and girlfriend). After graduation I was exhausted, but inspired. I think that this is not my last campaign, you just have to get a good physical shape to look around and not under the feet :) Day 0. One day before the start of the campaign According to the pre-made list was easy to assemble - the whole process took a couple of hours (and two months of gradual purchase of the necessary equipment and things). I generally never a tourist, all for the first time, so my report is useful little men with the same experience :) Looking ahead, talk about the three necessities in the campaign, which made me very rescued (or could help out - see the last paragraph) 1. Footwear. I have had this running shoe Merrell, bought the day before departure, ie not raznoshennye. Fortunately, 6 days trekking legs rubbed and did not feel discomfort. But it is better, perhaps, to focus on something more serious soles - downhill I sometimes just slide off. The guys in the trekking shoes such problems were observed. 2. Trekking poles. My support and comfort! The level of my physical training left much to be desired, so I bought this artifact (before this long pondered the feasibility of such investments). Not a bit sorry! On the descents and climbs great help on level ground remove some of the load off your back and shoulders. 3. Lightweight backpack. Those who read me, talking to you! Take a minimum of things! As much as possible! So things are collected and loaded on a train, even the direction of Simferopol. On the platform there is an abundance of backpacks large engine capacity and a group of tourists with bikes. Let's go to the Crimea! Day 1. The difficulties begin and end are not going :) At the station, we can easily find the group. Were noted with the conductor, signed a memo on safety and ran to replenish water supplies. When all gathered together we plunged over the backpacks and wandered for food. I got a stock of ketchup, sugar and bread. After the partition of the property, we walked to the shuttle and on it went to Yalta, where we still had to join two hungry tourist experiences. Walking route started from the Yalta Zoo. As it turned out, my backpack was incorrectly assembled, unregulated, and in general - nepodemen. Thought crept in: "want to go home." But I am hard put one foot and puffed, trying to keep up with and disengage from this unfortunate backpack. Long or short, but we got to the place of our lunch - Wuchang-Su waterfall. During lunch, an acquaintance - one called his name and the city. Hand in hand around the tinned food, bread, cheese, sausage and chocolate "Seagull" sat representatives of Feodosia (conductor), Kiev, Moscow and Voronezh. But before he could enjoy the sound of water and grateful rumbling stomach, we continued our route. The nature of delight and surprise. But fatigue and did not let go. Such mixed feelings. And that's part of our group on the background of Yalta. Exciting, is not it? Beginning to get dark, and we were trying to quickly get to a crash. But there we were already expecting a group of tourists (more than one). Since had no choice, we work out the free islands right at the waterfall! The girls ran to bathe naked in groups) The first dinner - divinely tasty vermicelli :) Sit by the fire did not work - all were very tired, so after tea, wandered through the tents. And some went to the conductor admire night Yalta. Day 2. Taraktashskaya trail - now I shudder at this phrase) In the morning no signs of trouble. Slow fees sleepy tourists. And again: a backpack, stick, endless climb. To say that it was very difficult - it's like that to remain silent. Calf sliced ​​like a knife. First tears :) And now - after a couple of hours - Ai-Petri! After a little breather on the picturesque glade continue to follow the route. The first meeting with a forester. And we are getting higher and higher. To check with the card. We continue to move. See there is nothing. Day 3. Getting used to the stress and the regime) Here's my morning jealous. Forests and fields. Often there are groups of tourists interrogators our guide on where to go as. My hands are already well burnt, had to wear a jacket with long sleeves. In the evening, the three of us are disconnected from Voronezh - do not handle the load. They gave us back food (had to redistribute the purveyance anew each other), and have gone on Devil lesnitse towards civilization. After dinner around the campfire we had a long chat, play "danetki" and "contact", feeling some cohesion. The first night of the beginning of the campaign, when I slept like a log. Day 4. Asphalt and rocks We'll go on the road and will look at the Foros church Baydarskaya come to the gate and begin one of the most difficult moments - climbing on the rock. I stress again the glow from :) Then a steep descent along the track, a few downs - and we parked Balaclava. They came early - about 4 days ahead of us and the whole evening. Immediately engaged in the affairs of all - who laid out the tent, who was washing-rubbed who kuhovaril, while others simply rested. Traditional gatherings around the campfire. Day 5. To the sea! In the morning the cows made their way to the parking lot and compassionate tourists fed them cereal and pasta. Got together and went. Fog in the mountains - it's very beautiful. Descents and ascents, descents and ascents. This mountain, baby! By the way, today w Easter. And many tourists replaced "hello" to "Christ is risen!" Fog dissipates slowly - and that's good, because our way is down. And here is the famous Lost World behind my back. Species - one more beautiful than the other. And so close to the sea! Very heavy exhausting descent. I'm not crying - getting used to the difficulties. We are on the beach figs, then the cultural park - pallets for tents, tables with benches, toilets, shops with kvass and beer and kuuucha tourists. The sun is hiding, but I'm so dirty, flushed and exhausted that I can not swim in the sea, in order to put a logical point in this day and feel like a man. During the fire stayed until one in the morning - get peace of the evening. Tomorrow - on the train and go home! Day 6.Posledny We woke up later than usual, instead of the traditional breakfast had finished snacks and drank tea with the local thyme. Packed up and went down to the beach - waiting for a boat that ferried us to Balaclava. Half an hour of road between majestic mountains and we have in place. Here the paths of all divided. We went to Sevastopol - we train in the evening, but wanted to have time to visit Hersonissos. That's all ... Ran to the station. Kiev, meet! The train had slept 12 hours - all night dreaming that rolls down from the rocks :) Summary I did not expect such difficulties, but still a pleasant aftertaste. I've become stronger, fitter and looked at myself, mishandled relations with strangers is not my people (me go my boyfriend and girlfriend). After graduation I was exhausted, but inspired. I think that this is not my last campaign, you just have to get a good physical shape to look around and not under the feet of Alexander Zdorovets :)