I tricked my friend! Happened. I promised him a long journey, a fresh breeze, and hundreds of miles of good velocities, a few days without the city bustle.
And now he stands in the courtyard of a village house with the engine fifty miles from Blagoveshchensk, as a loyal dog waiting for my return.
Recently, I phoned my husband's sister with a request to buy and to drive his car. And then on Friday (18 March), mid-day on the new (three years under the Japanese) car, I drove from Blagoveshchensk. Ahead one thousand eight hundred kilometers, and the asphalt ends in six hundred and neverskoy track catches only pieces of several kilometers, usually before and after the cities. In Blagoveshchensk day standing puddles and had to go north, where the start of spring still have no idea. I pereobul car in the winter "shoes", not to do it on the track. On the windshield set the DVR, with difficulty switching the menu from Chinese to Russian.
When I first started on this machine ( Toyota Ractis , I have a habit when gonyu new car, check to see how best she runs. Near Belogorsk I went to the federal Route M 58 "Cupid" and pressed the gas pedal. When the arrow on the electronic speedometer showed 160 km / hour, I slowed down a bit. Pereobuv gum, I did not stop off at the tire for balancing the wheels, and at this rate there was vibration.
dry asphalt gradually became covered by snow porridge - here recently Snow fell and melted already hard. And, as often happens, the dry was the oncoming lane, that I can go with good speed, and my lane was covered First porridge, then gradually moved into the ice. I had to go in the opposite direction, occasionally returning to his lane to pass a car. I spent the night planned in Solovyovsk, town Zolotarev, my brother lives there with his family. I expected to come to Yakutsk on the third day, and I wanted the first night's sleep in a horizontal position, which is impossible in a car.
When approaching Solovyovsk, the road became more and more blow. Came in tenth o'clock in the evening, a car drove into the yard. It was cool, so at night and turn off the machine did not.
At eight in the morning left Solovyovsk, Track here covered with snow, ice climbs, descents, marks "a dangerous stretch of road" and "sharp turn". A couple of hours tucked in tank before Tynda and passed the city. Slipped not stopping the border of the Amur region and Yakutia, did not want vylazit with a camera from a warm car, relied on the recorder.
Two hours of Tynda to Nerungri, then pass the famous Tit. On the passenger "Japanese woman" to slip, not straining. A KAMAZ here often spend hours polishing wheels of the road, often slipping backwards into a ditch. Pass long, with sharp turns. Once I slept in Neryungri and a half of the day stood before the summit Titus, when the Sept. 8 pass covered with snow, and on it from the back of lorry fell and overturned bulldozer.
When you go on the track, recall different aspects related to passing before my eyes sometimes. Especially, when alone in the car and no distraction from his thoughts.
Driving White hill, I remembered how one day in front of me minivan slid into a ditch, and going to meet us, the machine instantly fell in beside him. In this At least some hundreds of cars stood in the column on both sides from the top, afraid to go to storm the icy pass ... How happy I was to stay in the column at a gas station in front of Aldan, the last fifty miles, I rode "to change" with a flashing light sensor fuel. Having filled a full tank, I'm forty minutes slipped on the asphalt to Tommot, followed by the post of GAI was first pulled from the glove compartment documents.
winter coat has its advantages over the years: well flattened by snow, rocks from the wheels of cars do not fly into the windshield, over the highway is not hanging dusty shroud. There have not been any snow, so the whole road was thawed, overtaking did not have to blindly enter into snow clubs, rushing for a car.
So I went from village to village, holding steady speed of 90-100 km / h, and after dark, even a little bit added. Assessing the rest of the way to Yakutsk, I wanted to get there today. Would not only dramatically pulled into a dream (On this topic was an interesting story, as some will tell).
... I decided to cross the Lena River at its narrowest point, about a hundred kilometers from Yakutsk, near the village Kachikattsy. Settling down on the ice at a crossroads I turned right and soon buried in a dead end, where there were frozen into the ice boat. Turned around and went in another direction, me two more cars. Not far from the other side of the crossing was swept with snow, and could not get through. Pulling the car out of a snowdrift UAZ, I returned to shore and taken to another location, near the village Dzhamkoy. Past eighty miles of broken asphalt to the city took about an hour ...
At midnight, I drove through the night already Yakutsk, making plans for tomorrow.
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