And again, another trip to Sakhalin! Cape Crillon.
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This year in winter, sitting in front of the TV and nostalgic for that vacation, my husband mentioned, but should we go again? ))) We are easy-going people, so that phrase essentially became a decision . . I am writing to Zhenya about our plans and asking what can be organized. He answered that the first trip after the winter is real only at the beginning of May, if we want extreme sports again) In winter, only fishing, snowmobiles. It’s not particularly possible to drive by car, because the snowdrifts are 2-4 meters outside the city. Zhenya suggested that we go to Cape Crillon. They have a tradition on Sakhalin to go there for the May holidays. He promised that it would be interesting. Being already well acquainted with our guide, there was no doubt even in the most secret corners of consciousness))
And here we are on the island, cheers! At first glance, nature has not yet woken up from hibernation. Zhenya met us and took us to the hotel. In the evening the four of us went to sushi! )))
We left on May 6th. Our car had already changed a lot by that time)
The direction itself is a bit like our trip to Mount Kruzenshtern, in that part of the way we go along the seashore. But even the western coast is quite different from the eastern one. Completely different vegetation, weather. West is warmer here. Along the way, we enthusiastically overcame the deep fords of the rivers. We rode in a column of Zhenya's comrades and we were not afraid of anything))
True, Zhenya laughed at this, saying that a meter long ford is shallow. Wow. I imagine that for them "deep". Although no, I can’t imagine it)) But my hair stood on end from the stories of how you have to drive deep in the middle of the windshield and......... higher !!!! !
Effortlessly walked about 30 km along the coast and fords and came to Cape Kuznetsov.
There is a small tour here. base. stopped to traditionally visit the bear living here Lesha. Yes, this is Sakhalin, baby)))))
We fed him further, on the way. By the way, we also saw wild horses there, a huge herd. It's the wild ones.
Ahead is the "pass".
On the way to the pass, in conversations on the radio, the drivers of our convoy often talked about this place. It became clear to us that this is not an easy place at all)). It has a decent length, 15 kilometers. In general terms, according to Zhenya, we were very lucky. Looking at the road, I had no idea what then "bad luck")).
The track was waist-deep in places, because military vehicles and, sometimes, tanks drive along this road. Our luck was that we managed to cover the most difficult kilometers before the rain started, which caught up with us already in the camp on the seashore. So, most likely, we would have to "crawl on a winch" often. For us, what we saw seemed like tin, but how easily, sometimes effortlessly, we overcame it on our Monster, it seemed incredible.
Passed the pass. We didn’t stop at the waterfalls, we left it for later and went straight to the place for the camp. The place has an interesting history. Under the Japanese, there was a village called Siranushi. We were escorted to the hill and shown the remains of Japanese fortifications and buildings. I was impressed by the remains of a Japanese power plant, the building itself is already crumbling, but the pipe is like new.
Then it began to rain heavily and we went to dinner in a tent.
The next day we went to Cape Crillon itself. It is within easy reach from the camp, although you need to overcome the sea pressure, preferably at low tide, so as not to wet the cars with sea water.
We spent two hours in the cape area. There is something to see, old fortifications, many still Japanese. Remains of coastal guns.
One even has hieroglyphs. On the cape itself there is a military unit and a lighthouse, also operating, also Japanese. Due to the remoteness, the service of the border guards here is extremely harsh. In fact, they are cut off by the sea and off-road from civilization. But the main difficulty is the climate and the influence of coastal weather. There is also a very interesting attraction on Crillon, the so-called "Century Mark". It was hollowed out in the rock at the end of the 19th century to monitor the sea level.
In the evening, the guys brought a freshly caught crab! What a delicious treat!!!! ! You can't find this in a store, even if you buy a living one. The meat is cooked in sea water straight.
And so, on the fourth day we go back. Absolutely did not want to leave! But you have to. On the way back we stopped at the waterfalls of the Shestoma River, a feast for the eyes. Not the biggest waterfall, but very beautiful.
On the way back, the pass was "kneaded" a bit and we even used the winch a couple of times. But in general, we passed even faster, because the most difficult places dried up.
The fords across the rivers became less relaxed)).
In the evening we went to say goodbye to a cozy restaurant "seasons of the year".
And here we are at home! ) To be continued....Next year we will definitely return, we still have a lot to see from the words of our friend! )). By the way, I wrote contacts for those who want to follow our path in the first story. .
