ATTENTION!!!
The report was written for those:
– Who it is interesting
– Who really likes to ride and only plans to go somewhere far away.
– For whom more than 100 km on the bike, not a small way …
If you “Gigo-Mego” Weller, who knows everything and everyone, and who had gone to the moon and back is better not to read!
Okay drove quietly)) ..
Well, here’s my first traversed the longest distance on the bike. Frankly, the idea of the way and its reality is somewhat dispersed. Initially it seemed to be not so difficult to pass in one sitting in a line of 120 kilometers, but in fact turned out to be so simple…
The route ran by Pokrovsky path on the following points:
“Yakutsk” – “OrtoDoydu” – “Pokrovsky” – “Mohsogolloh” – “VerhniyBestyah” – “Bulgunnyahtah”
The whole thing had been planned since May, but none of whom I knew Weller and not emboldened by this sally. Basically zeal was only beer gatherings such as “All really going”! Etc. etc.. But then: “Uh … it can not … and that … then come as something etc”. … In the end of May as wool and rolled awaiting passengers.
And so, in the end, wat plant pretty fed up, eventually decided to pull into one.
Of course, the right to travel to such a trip in the morning, but in the morning it was necessary to have settled the case, therefore, only managed to break even in 13 to 00. On the way to Tobago kept going hard, what would it be to drive the whole route. Most certainly strained feeling of uncertainty. Suddenly not master, etc. Exhale.
In the end, decided that the final Checkpoint for a decision to be a point on the mountain, after displace in Tobago, there either on or back. I reached this point, sat down and thought imprinted on the photo and stamped on…
That’s actually the very picture of space for meditation on Calvary Hill Tabaginskoy pancake)))
Well in general moved on … And my eyes appeared a hot valley Erkeeni …
Way to Ortho Doydu could confidently be called easy bike ride. In general, drove to this entertainment center with ease. Stopping at Ortho Doydu, something like got rid of the obsessive offers kebabs taste (Mini servings per 100 rubles. O_O in the village for bubble polkorovy fry :))
Next on the segment from Ortho to traffic police post before Intercession organizm began to deflate. Delivered significant problem wind that blew against the motion exactly what made to move at 13-18 km/h Reaching the Intercession of the stele, fatigue increased considerably, like nothing does not hurt, but the general condition was much shabby )))
Photo chekpoint Pokrovsk city
Climbing uphill walk in Intercession, turned to rest on car parking just behind the left side of Stella. Well, that build wooden guessed a la tents for travelers. Sitting on a wooden bench, relieved (the feeling that the soul leaves you))).
Carefully bite, began to think about the future path, maybe back already was not any reason. Couple renovating drivers parked knowing that I’m going to bulgunnyahtah shook their heads saying that will not be easy)) that actually is not particularly optimistic added) One of them grinned and pushed, “Well, the guy the night hours to 12 and 00 can be finished”. Overall, I did not hear any more of these “Trotsky”, otherwise just would have had to catch the car and back to Yakutsk. Sat on the bike and wishing good luck moved on.
After Pokrovsk entire road even one that was often direct only slides whether small or large. Even when the road seemed flat and straight, the bike is clearly felt that pilish not straight, namely the hill + endless wind in your face, getting seemingly harder and harder. As a result, average speed, was only 15 km/h After Pokrovsky, trail significantly and constantly wagging it seemed that … for now … this will turn Mohsogolloh, is repeated about 4 times …. x I really thought, ” Well, everything on X! bermudskay triangle and I’d never get to this magical village )))” and only strength and hope as entirely left me because of the next turn almost immediately out of the ground like a stone statue appeared with the words “Welcome to Mohsogolloh” notifying me of is that I finally did a miracle to doper village cement tycoons…
“Hurrah!” I thought… finally!, Though the body did not share my unbridled happiness and only replied monotonously somehow dull indifference and fatigue gloomy gurgled making it clear that it would be desirable to have a drink …. Water at this point ended back at the exit of Pokrovsky. Thirsty to horror, his mouth was real Gobi Desert. Therefore, have decided to turn himself in Mohsogolloh that would buy a drink. Eventually spent another 25-30 minutes on an offshoot of the route. Fill it with water, moved on. Leaving from Mohsogolloha again on the road, the body fell into a depression )) if he could speak, he would clearly be saying, “Where!?? Again next? All I do not want ! I’m going nowhere, I ran out , I’m not home”!. But there was nothing, I had to go on.
By this time it became cooler, slightly cheered. But by the time this little happy. Pleased with some good runs towards V.Bestyahu quite protracted and difficult with no lifts. Thanks to them, part of the way up from Mohsogolloha Bestiah went relatively quickly.
Here is the most basic of joy runs called “Sassabyt”. During the descent as much ears flutter in the wind ))
Joy joy, but more …
Upon reaching Bestiah body finally gave it positive emotions, you see the blood received hormones of joy that left quite a bit to go in the body, there is an additional strength and energy are not super powerful of course, but it was not so bad.
Since during the journey frazzled seriously enough to finish with Bestiah (Bulgunnyahtah) rode effortlessly easy it allowed the body….
Made a couple of shots on the way on the other side of the river natural park Buotama seen that exactly opposite of my village))
And then, finally hurray! I almost came! 108th QM little bit more…
About 21 hours, was finally did on the spot! As the saying goes: Tired, hungry and angry but very pleased with myself, I came home!)))
And these pictures did the next day because it was too dark to photograph the arrival)
PS
The result came out that the brain is more feared than the body. Because, at the entrance to the finish line of thought was that everything I did to zero exhausted me FARS etc. kaput. But, before reaching the family home where I actually stopped by jumping off the pedals and relaxed, the brain finally stopped straining body (that he’s a dog all the way and did a fucking economist), and let him say so to freedom. So as soon as the body was free, he was allowed to feel that the forces are quite enough, that would be quite cheerful.
Still, an interesting thing the body, or rather the brain and its reaction to the unknown. Without any special effort instinctively, it automatically tries to take all measures to better condition. In this race I could not give him even an introduction, as it will go on feeling this route. On the body in response to the maximum admitted, in his opinion the best method did not link the amount of available energy and strength with distance, but simply became expend resources evenly so that the body would be stretched as much as he can. As a result, all the way limit my zeal, suggesting that forces small, we need to save the body and greatly exhausted.
In the end, thought that the next day I fall apart well or kraynyak will hurt your feet. But waking up in the morning did not hurt and there was a feeling that I did not go anywhere and. These are umozloklyucheniya…. Well, actually rested all day Saturday, baldel. bathed in the river, Fota species native spaces, etc)).
A small selection: View over my village
And this little animal that most happy of my arrival))) First you wonder … o_0
But then nothing in an attempt to appease chew off my hand)))
Then bathing: Photos with niece and river views
Where there Yakutsk city …
View from the porch domiika native village, not that “Borvihi” what else, it’s much better!))
And this view of my village on the opposite side of Mother Lena
Here is such an indescribable beauty!
So, a trip to the facts and figures
The route length of 120 km., exit to the city center at 13:00, arriving at 20:50 Bulgunnyahtah, time 7 hours and 50 minutes
Pros:
– Fairly good workout for the body not once, not to make long trips.
– Good views of nature, in particular after Mohsogolloha great views of the river and the natural park Buotama on the other side of the river.
– A reasonable estimate of its features, both physical and moral- psychological.
– A good test for the led.
Cons
– A strong headwind on the long distance seriously enough pressure on the psyche, the speed and travel time. Long exactly methodically))) as a Chinese torture))
– Slop pavement with a broken and badly weathered asphalt riding both shallow washboard, with prolonged exposure rastryasaetsya entire body.
– A trip to a tourist – a relatively boring. In order to check for lice themselves in principle not very boring because the brain is busy with other thoughts))
Equipment
Not prepared to go on the bike, it is meaningless. Everything should function well, normal and without glitches. Transmission, brakes, etc. The main thing that would not have caused fear and discomfort. Otherwise, it is likely that causes fear in the art, in the way and fails. If something where, at the snot, it is better not to go. Go along this route is better on good slicks or semi- slicks. Go to the cross – kantriynom vnedoozhnom aggressive tread pattern is possible, but not desirable waste of effort and decent discomfort. Although I am on such a cross and went kantriynyh)) no longer go))).
When you go on the asphalt felt very noticeable noise from the tires is about the same as from the 66th GAZ which flies on the big tread on asphalt. Besides the noise, much worse Katima bike that makes more pedaling. Well, plus the insides feel well enough small airtight shaker variegated beaten asphalt. Well, the most important place in this section, the song of the saddle))) Here it is worth paying attention))) Who would not say that, it is necessary to look for a seat, under your type of riding and for his fifth point, so that would be convenient. No, pritretsya with time and a fashionable saddle etc.. That saddle rated cons of the entire road is the top-end)) in my case is narrow and rigid saddle «super sport» does not roll for travel more than 20-30 km. Prior to stall, or drive cross country, where the thread on the “bird” is the most a couple of hours, but five or more hours on the road is tough )))
P.P.S. By the way met in rustic woods decent fellow traveler :)))
Well, here’s all for this)) ….. Ehh … but all the same there as to what is beautiful …. Not that the city .. there are people here under such landscapes fall asleep …
Source: Dnevniki.Ykt.Ru
Translation: Google
