The day started late, at 9:00 a.m. Our plans were only to wake up, eat, pack our things and arrange for the car to Solokh-Aul. It was the 4th day, the last day when we had to take the Sochi-Rostov train.
The shelter is much warmer than Fisht, but there were very few people here.
And of course, the monument.
Slightly stretching the legs, we go without slippers, wet grass works as a medicine that reduces inflammation of sore legs.
We had breakfast, and waited for the guys. At this time, the whole shelter began to pack up and soon leave for Solokh-Aul. For an hour we were alone in the camp.
Those who had been in the camp before took care of transport in advance, and left in groups for Solokh-Aul. While Roma and I were packing our things, Ruslan went to the forester to solve two issues:
- What about the pass? After all, it was overdue by 1 day.
- What kind of transport there is, how much money, and how much to wait for it.
The first issue was solved quite simply – two days ago in Sochi there was a storm that overturned cars, and because of this storm there was a warning not to leave the shelter. For some reason, no one informed us about this, and that day we went to the Fisht shelter. And because of this storm, all passes were extended by 1 day, so our pass is still valid.
The second question was a bit more complicated:
- There is no transport except UAZ in the shelter, so you will have to either take two or make room. We chose the former.
- When it will be – it is unknown, but no later than 13.00. We were satisfied with this time.
While we were packing our belongings, Alexander appeared at the entrance to the camp. He was soon followed by the rest of the lost group, Maxim and Ilya. We had a snack, went to the shower and discussed who went through the "Merry Descent".
About 12 o'clock, the first UAZ began to arrive. Our forester waved at him, but he ignored him and drove away in the direction of the checkpoint. About 15 minutes later, the next one went, and stopped. We were fully confident that the driver knew that we needed to be picked up, began to pack up and go to him. The first to go was Roma on the easy to find out for the details. How much money, how much to go on time and so on.
As it turned out, no one warned the driver about us, and he was about to leave. We loaded 6 (!) tourist backpacks, karimats and ourselves in the UAZ, we drove towards Solokh-Aul.
Go – 1.5 hours, costs – 5500 for all.
Sitting in the back was not that comfortable, but not on foot. In general, even if we had time, I do not see any point in walking these 15 km to Solokh-Aul. On the left all the time there will be a mountain, on the right – a cliff and the Belaya River. The view is beautiful, but only for the first 10 minutes. Add to this the fact that traffic often goes along the road, and you will have to gently press against the wall to disperse.
When we got to Solokh-Aul, we were dropped off at the bus stop from which buses go to Dagomys. The bus was about 45 minutes away and we decided to have a snack. Nice little café, with delicious food and a nice hostess. We had a snack and loaded onto the bus. Fare payment is about 100 rubles, they accept both a card and cash, but for some reason we did not accept the card.
The most difficult task was to place our backpacks so that they did not disturb anyone. I think the locals are already used to this.
It offers a pleasant view of the mountains and trees
Horses and cows appear on the road every now and then – they control traffic rules here.
When we got to Dagomys (the end point of this bus), we went in the direction of the station – fortunately it is not long to go, about a kilometer. There are no inspection frames at the station, so the backpacks did not have to be thrown off. A kind guard told us that two swallow trains were now departing, one in 5 minutes, the second in 10. The first is almost downtrodden, and the second will be half-empty. We chose the second one and immersed ourselves in it. On the way to Sochi, we watched as we passed the sea, in which we did not swim 🙁
Already in Sochi, we went to the nearest Crossroads and bought food. We loaded onto the train, and finally exhaled calmly. We coped, we were able to. We didn't lose anything, we didn't injure anyone, and almost without incident we missed our train to Rostov.
Already in Rostov, someone went to the train, someone got into a taxi and went to their home, to rest from such a rest 🙂
I would like to express my deep gratitude to the guys who agreed to go, trusted me and passed the tests along the way with me; tourists whom we met, and who gave advice, as well as all those who helped in the initial stages with tips, tracks, instructions.
Maxim Chertkov,Roman
Kirichenko,Ruslan
Sevryukov,Alexander
Tarasov,Ilya
Dubrovsky,
Thank you so much!
P.S. The next article will be the last in the cycle of "The Legendary Thirty" and will contain the totals, numbers and list of equipment.