White Lake - Sheksna River
This is how we saw White Lake. Good tailwind and meter wave. We went to Belozersk under one staysail at a speed of a little less than six knots, which is quite good for our boat. We had to overcome about 40 km. Three hours later the wind increased a little, and we even reduced the area of the sail a little so as not to create unnecessary loads, but continued to go at the same speed. After 4 hours we came to Belozersk.
Dredging was underway at the entrance to the canal, and we barely squeezed between the barge and the shore. The main purpose of our visit to Belozersk was to visit the repair base, where we hoped to repair the shaft for real)). In order to get to the repair base, you need to agree with the dispatcher on the wiring of a small floating bridge. There was no answer on the radio, and I decided to moor to the wall of the canal and go to the base on foot. It was a fatal mistake)) Short of two meters from the wall, we ran aground. This is nothing, but in order to get off her, I had toturn off the reverse, and the shaft immediately disconnected)) While Kolya was trying to push the boat away from the wall with a footstock, I asked the guys passing along the embankment to catch me, jumped onto the wall and went to negotiate repairs to the base. At the rembaza they promised to help, they said where to moor and promised to build a bridge. Returning, I somehow put the shaft in place, and we, not without difficulty, got off the shallows.
Kolya stayed on the shore, and we went at low speed to the floating bridge. Not there it was!)) less than a minute later, the shaft was disconnected again! We threw a rope to Kolya so that he would drag us like a barge hauler, but we moved away from the shore already far, and the rope did not reach. I lifted the staysail and we tried to approach the wall again, but the wind, which was so cheerfully dragging us along the lake, turned sour, and we could hardly turn on the spot. In the end, we were again stranded, but a little further from the embankment than the first time. I swam ashore and gave Kolya the rope. It is worth adding that thisaberezhnaya - the most crowded place in the city. And it was on Friday, and there were enough people :) They took pictures of us, examined us, pointed fingers at us and, as usual, gave us all sorts of useful advice :)
And now Kolya is dragging a nine-ton boat on a rope to the warehouse. There is a bridge ahead, when drawing out it goes to the left bank, and the base is on the right ... Kolya managed to disperse the boat, jumping over various obstacles, and run across the bridge that was quickly brought down (the female operator of the bridge was imbued with the situation and also worked very quickly)) to the right Coast.
I chose the rope thrown by Kolya and, when he was on the right bank, I threw it to him, and we continued our way to the rembaza. It was more difficult here - Kolya had to jump over stones and go around bushes waist-deep in water, I pushed off with a footstock, Katya, as the most experienced, simultaneously taxied (which she absolutely cannot do :)), took pictures and talked on the radio with the dispatcher, who appeared at the most inopportune moment and began to ask with whom we agreed on the repair.
And then the fun began: we reached the pier, moored, and I went to the workshop to announce our arrival - and there was nobody there! I ran around the whole building and finally found a guard who, with round eyes in surprise, said that today was a short day, and everyone had already left, there were two days off ahead and there would be no one. Oh, yes, and we can’t stand here ... Surprise ..
In the end, he said that if the dispatcher allowed, we could stand - and I went to the other side, across the same drawbridge to the dispatchers. The dispatcher turned out to be a cheerful young guy in shorts and a shirt with a tie, he said that it was really impossible to stand in this place. Yes, he saw that we came on a rope, and yes, he understands that we are not able to leave on our own, but you can’t argue against instructions))
I don’t know what we would have done, but then I remembered that the guard said in passing that sailboats usually stand opposite - at the pier of the river station. When I asked if it was possible to get up there then, the dispatcher said: Stay as long as you want - it does not belong to anyone, steamboats are not expected in the near future. And here again Kolya with a rope, though now in an inflatable boat, rows to the opposite shore in order to pull the sailboat there. That's it, we moored and celebrate our enchanting arrival in Belozersk, and at the same time the 4th anniversary of my acquaintance with Katya)
The next two days were spent walking around Belozersk in search of spare parts.
The town is very nice and clean.
Monument to the princes of Belozersky with a squad, who died in the Battle of Kulikovo.
Embankment of Belozersk. The gap on the left bank of the canal is the Belozerskaya gap, through which you can go into the lake.
Announcement on a pole. I would be afraid to pick up the phone from him)))
By the way, Belozersk has very tasty bread.
Church of the All-Merciful Savior. 1723
Regional Museum. I was not going to photograph him, but a very colorful character was passing by. I had to click
Just an interesting house, in my opinion. By the way, residential.
On Sunday evening we were ready to sail. Everything was repaired and checked twice. But we decided to leave early in the morning. We were sitting in a boat, when suddenly from above, from the embankment, a formidable female voice was heard: - What are you doing here? ... I was a little taken aback and explained the situation as best I could. “Why didn’t they ask me?” the woman interrupted me rudely. I couldn't even ask "Who are you?" I was so surprised. "We asked the dispatcher," I said. "I'm a dispatcher, something I went to work in the morning, I didn't see you. Get out of here!" And we stood almost under the windows of the control room .. For three daysI. How she could not see us is a mystery ..
Anyway, I explained that tomorrow morning we will leave. "May you not be here in the morning!" she said sternly and left. All good impressions from Belozersk disappeared somewhere ..
We got up early, but we could not contact the dispatcher so that we could open the bridge for two hours. Then I noticed the bridge operator and arranged for her to clear him. We give up the mooring lines, give way and .... that's right, the shaft is disconnected again))) but we have already managed to move away from the embankment. Kolya jumps into the water with a rope, but while he swims, the rope ends, it's my turn)) In general, wet and annoyed, we dragged the boat to its original place. The working day had already begun, I went to the repair base and immediately found those people with whom I agreed on repairs three days ago.hell. For some reason, they decided that we would not come, and fled to their homes, but now they are going with me to the boat. Two Ivanovich. Great guys! Without going into technical details, after lunch everything worked. A spare part was also machined, but not to replace it when the first one breaks - but because when there is a spare, the first cannot break!))
We are going to go out and hear a storm warning on the radio for the entire area. Well, no, we won’t put it off any longer!)) I go to the dispatcher, he agrees that maybe we will have time to run to Sheksna before the storm front approaches. Everything, let's go!
We go out behind the breakwater, on which the seagulls sit, the fact that they do not fly is not a very good sign))
In an hour, the storm front is approaching, but we are already almost halfway there.
We change course and go straight to the mouth of the Sheksna, it seems that we will not be covered
But no, it seemed)) It is blowing 36 knots - this is 8 points on the Beaufort scale - a very strong wind, but not yet a storm. Storm is 9.
The wind whistled in the tackle for a short time - in half an hour the cloud was blown away, and we are approaching the entrance to Sheksna
Here is the Church of the Nativity of Christ, built in 1788 and flooded in 1961 when the Sheksna reservoir was filled.
On the starboard side, endless islands of vegetation stretch and a forest can be seen in the distance.
And here is the entrance fairway to Sheksna
We pass the church
White lake is left behind
Almost immediately behind the church there is a ferry crossing. Once upon a time, in 2002, I crossed it during my very first trip to Karelia
We go up the river for about ten kilometers and leave along an additional unequipped fairway to the village of Vognema for an overnight stay
Ending in the next "issue")) ...