Hello.
Not so long ago, Lizard took up raiding. Specifically, he started raiding the nearby river islands. :smile13: Perhaps this was inspired by stories about Tom Sawyer, or perhaps it was simply a search for adventure. But the goal, of course, was one: to find TREASURES at any cost. Thus, successfully defending against aggressive pensioners and somewhat professional ski athletes, I undertook this journey.
MAP
Unfortunately, I must warn you right away, my friends, that I did not encounter any TREASURES or hordes of orcs on my way. So, if anyone is no longer interested, they may not read on. However, I found many interesting things for myself. In particular, these are beautiful places, seemingly located in the very heart of the city, but at the same time with wonderful, untouched nature.
My equipment consisted of:
- 1 pair of skis and poles
- 1 GPS phone with satellite maps
- 0.5 of a gnawed chocolate bar, but even that was a blessing.
I decided not to take any civilians on today's raid because true professionals always act alone. Besides, I would have had to kill them anyway when dividing the loot.
Thus, I found myself at the exit to the river:
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At first glance, the ice seemed quite thin, and as usual, I sat on the porch, dangling my legs, waiting for people. Fortunately, a caravan of stout pensioners soon appeared, and I eagerly hid. But, contrary to expectations, they successfully crossed the ice edge, and I, having finished the piece of chocolate, went down to the river. The first destination was the nearest island:
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What awaits me in this mysterious, dense forest? Will I find death here, or will I achieve my goal? I had to continue on my way.
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However, in reality, the island turned out to be incredibly beautiful and spacious. It was foggy last night, and today it has crystallized on the trees. There were also strange traces of a struggle in the snow and an inscription - "Vasya, where is my liver?". However, I could not figure out who and why left this.
Moving on.
Unfortunately, there are no photos yet, because my super-advanced Chinese device suddenly died in the cold, and I had to warm it with my warmth <3 :smile36: But the course is set, and the next point was a ski jump. The wrath of the gods did not bypass this place, because here you could see more than one amusing tree knocked down by lightning in the ravine. There were also noticeable traces of the wrath of hooligans, who made fires near the trunk and burned a couple more. In the ravine itself, a ski slope was organized. Contrary to my expectations, I successfully learned to go down it at near-light speed, without falling at the end with poles in my rear. Not on the first try, of course, but that's not the point. Further, my journey led me to a chic bay, but more on that later (point 6), be patient!
Salty lake.
Actually, after crossing the bay and finding myself on the other bank of the river, I ended up at a non-freezing lake. In Soviet times, a thermal well was drilled here, according to the official version, however, there is an opinion that the water flowing from the pipe is actually heated by the bodies of old women from a nearby sanatorium. But in any case, this is a magnificent place, inhabited by Omsk residents:
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During my expedition, a group of locals were swimming in this place. The men first warmed up near the pipe, and then amusingly splashed around, trying to swim to the cold edges of the lake. But they quickly returned with cheerful cries like "HOLY COW!!!" or "AAA!! $#$%@%, Mom, I'm coming back!!". One of them, probably the hungriest, tried to swim to the ducks. But fortunately, he did not manage to catch them. Or maybe it's not a good thing, the family will be hungry.
Nevertheless, I continued on my way. And the next point was a small, secluded lake in the center of Kirov Island. I was very glad when I got to this place thanks to the satellite navigation that came to life in my mitten, because this was goal number 1. Small. Quiet. Almost untouched. And I was alone there.
Further, through crowds of cheerful old women and children sledding down the hill, I again made my way to the bay.
The quality is not very good here, unfortunately, but here is a bonus.
Now, more about this place. Contrary to the name, on Kirov Island, there is no mass production of
toothy airships, however, a no less interesting fact is that there is a nudist beach here in the summer :) Although not always, there are also simple outings from the stuffy city: it's not far, and the nature is truly pristine. In the summer, a boat can enter this lake, which undoubtedly adds convenience. Further, I want to provide several photos from Google Maps. Picturesque, isn't it?
I will definitely have to go there in the summer.
My time was running out, and besides, the chocolate was steadily decreasing in size and eventually disappeared completely. So I had to go back, namely through the camp of poachers:
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They say that the Omsk Order of the Black Carp cooperates with many South Malaysian extremist organizations, which, in exchange for fish, supply them with weapons and nano-icebreakers. But perhaps this is just a rumor.
Well, then I was waiting for a cozy home and tea with raspberry jam. That's the end of the story, and whoever listened, well done. :smile04:
I hope new raids are not far off, because I am going to buy a mountain bike in the summer.
P.S. Thank you for your attention, those who read this nonsense. I can say one thing - such adventures are more exciting than virtual ones.
