And again the Carpathians !!!

The magical impression of these mountains does not leave the soul at rest for a second, but pride and joy from the fact that it is the expanses of Ukraine, makes the heart knock faster! Verkhovyna clean air, diluted with a bouquet of spring forest aromas, which adds a striking effect that opens from the tops of landscapes, makes you breathe on full breasts, giving light dizziness close to euphoria ...

Our hearts have not yet cooled from last year's trip to these lands, but there was no strength to wait for the next fall, so that as soon as the cry of the team passed - the crew was ready! This time, our crew was replenished with another member - the "main navigator" - the only woman in a male company. And so a team of five people: Vitalik, two glory, Vitya and Nastya in the morning advanced in the direction of Chernivtsi, or more precisely - the village of Selyatyn in the Chernivtsi region on the border with Romania. This time we decided to deviate a little from the route and instead of Kamianets -Podilskyi and Khotin went through Novodnistrovsk to admire the grandeur of the local HPP - unique not only in Ukraine but all over the world! I did not say majesty, indeed, the scale of this structure is really impressive! A huge dam with six no less impressive gateways restrains the water difference of 50 meters !!!

On the last trip of the first overnight, we arrived at lunch and as one of the first, from this, took up the preparation of the common table for the evening meal. The rest of the team began to be levied closer to the evening. The warm meeting of old acquaintances, hugs, handshakes and naturally feast, which was dragged far north. It was not without such a familiar and indispensable hookah from the master of this case and the chief hookah all the trips of Slavik.

In the morning, looking at the neighborhood, he involuntarily caught his mind about whether or not to change the fussy filled with noise and fussy urban life to a measured, quiet and calm enjoyment of the Carpathians. Touching thoughts interrupted three signal beeps - a general collection and start.

Spring Trofy tin gathered 9 crews, five Lviv cars, one crew from Chernivtsi and one from Vinnytsia and Kiev - diluted this kitchen colorful, well -known on the last trips of the Moscow team AB Moscow. on Nissan Patrol. Although all the machines were well prepared and equipped for such a plan of events, our crew on the black Mitsubishi L200, a detailed description and photo of which was in the past numbers of the magazine, it really stood out from the crowd with its massiveness and level of training. As it turned out later, it is quite justified. Most of the obstacles were easier and faster, moreover, the whole road had to stop and help someone to escape from the snow and swamp captive.

The first day the task was very difficult. We had to pass the route of all last year, however, bending many historical monuments of the local places and reducing the distance. Through percalab (border area at height and checkpoint), bypassing the "dome" (the former military echolocation base in which the night was spent last time) and bending the border villages, we headed the local attack to the father of Titus. After the first couple of hours of light walking type, reaching friends on the past trip of special tracks, they came across a snowy mound with a pleasant surprise. Initially, the snow was taken with a pleasant surprise - well, the snow on the knees in early May !!! But there is no road back! And under the cheerful cry "Alga!" (According to Turkmen "B before!") Tovstun (Nissan Patrol Lviv) rushed to a break, punched by his wide tread track for all others. Then we have not even assumed that due to some couple of kilometers, the depth of snow embankments could increase from knee level to belt! And here went the winches, towing cables and most importantly - shovels. The moments are hardly remembered when such a amount of snow had to be excavated in life.Step by step, throwing over the ropes of the winches, we made their way forward. The passage of a snowy area in a few kilometers was a serious test for each crew. If the first car overcame snow obstacles in the area of ​​three o'clock in the morning, then the final team of four cars arrived in the camp closer to seven in the morning. Tired and frozen all parted on the tents previously installed.

the third day, or rather the morning of the third day, was marked by a serious dilemma, from a given schedule we will fall behind a day, while it is unknown what awaits us ahead. Sent a pre -influential avant -garde not particularly encouraged. The snow was waiting again in front of us, though in smaller quantities, but already supported by the swamp.

No choice - only "Alga"!

It was much easier to go through a new stage, though not to the end. Having reached one of the most difficult areas, we understood with disappointment: we can stay here for a long time by getting involved in this marshmallow porridge. The tired team took up the construction of the camp. In this process, the mood has raised a number of things: a pleasant speech of discussions passed, a canister of excellent Irish whiskey, and the crazy culinary abilities of the leader - Oleg's "Last". It is not often necessary to try such a delicious canache. At the end of the evening, as a silk blanket covered all the shadows of gloomy difficulties, the puffy songs under the guitar into accompaniment of cracking of moving logs in the fire ... Sleep had to sleep under a lively drum knock of rainy drops on tents.

morning. Rain. Darkly. The road washed to such a degree that not that moving on, just left the camp was not easy. A short briefing and decisions will return to civilization with the only possible road near the place of overnight stay.Some of the road had to return to the same route - again snow and swamp. A wet second set of clothing, there is no dry shoes, but ahead of the whole day. Only saved a pre -prepared bottle of rum. On the way back, the colorful village of local shepherds pleased her eyes. In the winter, they descend from the mountains, and the doors in their homes are left open for such as we wandered. In the corner, a dry stack of firewood is ready, even warm blankets are true, not the first

closer to midnight we got to a pre -ordered hotel in the village of Kosiv. There was already waiting for a heated bath and a warm dinner ...

This trip really corresponded to its title - trophy. The whole road was a test for each crew separately and for the expedition as a whole. Here, the ingenuity and endurance, hardening and patience of everyone were really tested. Only 40% of the planned route managed, but the amount of experience gained can only be rated now, after a while. And for experience, as you know, you need to pay!

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