In this reporting there are no sensational finds and any high level of radiation. But there is a fallen asleep nature which has prepared to the winter, the silent remains of town and the still river Pripyat.
And then work has pulled hard, there has unexpectedly come New Year and this trip has appeared the last in the past 2006. Reconsidering my infinite photos from the Zone, I began to recollect about Zone, as about line leading, as about an original result of the left year.
In this report there are no sensational finds and any high level of radiation. But there is a fallen asleep nature which has prepared to the winter, the silent remains of town and the still river Pripyat.
- Something old and ferro-concrete
Approaching on a crossroads Pripyat - Yaniv, someone from guys has seen at the left in 50 metres from road a strange, moss-grown ferro-concrete "mushroom"... The pillbox! We leave the car and I with doubt look at a faded grass (as in any way here once there was that famous "Red Wood"). We put on masks and descend from a road on a grass... 400 mcR/h on Gamma - tolerably, and we will not think about the rest :) We approach more close... It s not the pillbox... It is similar with a concrete well with double walls. The thickness of an external wall about 30 sm, internal nearby 20sm. From above a spherical concrete cover as a sugar bowl, in it some apertures in diameter about 30 sm. From road side both walls are broken, it looks very similar to a shell direct hit. I climb inside - depth of a well about 5 metres, half of well is filled up by the sand, at the bottom there is different stuff. I find it difficult to answer that is this object and how old is it. It looks like concrete has low quality, was pour out in some places, having uncovered the armature. Very possibly, that the solution can appear completely not interesting and ordinary... But meanwhile this object still remains a riddle. Pripyaters assert that in vicinities of Pripyat there are present "German" pillboxes of times the Second World war... Some day we will look...
- Pripyat - the river
We leave the car at a crossroads of the Prospect Stroiteley (prospect of Builders) and Geroev Stalingrada street (street of Heroes of Stalingrad) and we go towards the river. Asphalt has ended also we go on trail along a chain of the semidecayed wooden columns are the rests of the very first, after failure security perimeter of a city.
We leave on the Semihody crease. It is good that we took with ourselves goggles - in dense prickly coastal thickets it was not simple without them. It is visible that the place was grew fond to beavers. And judging by vigorous activity hot scents, they there were here more recently. Maybe even now they hide some where nearby... From feel tree to water tread out the wide trail :)
All coast stuck by ugly mixed iron boxes - here Pripyaters held various boat utensils.
On narrow artificial dam, dividing the crease we pass to other bank.
We are in area of "Northern trace". Gamma background level rises at once to 2 mR/h. The city remained somewhere behind and we by the very narrow path which cutting a high gold dry grass, go to the river.
Here we come to ashore. Gamma background level sharply falls to 100 mkR/h. We remove masks and we sit down on coastal stones... We have come... Today very silent, windless day. All foliage has flown for a long time already in expectation of snow, but snow are not present yet. Even the river seems sleeps and only the consciousness of the debt and a high rank of the River forces it to bear slowly its waters to Dnieper.
- Pripyat – GUVD (the Municipal Department of Internal Affairs), SVPCh-6 (Spesial Military Fire Department)
We come back in a city. The Prospect Stroiteley (prospect of Builders) as in the justification of the name, meets us unfinished buildings and the turned crane :)
May bew e should look at Pripyat militia (police)? How many time I was in a city and never was there. And after all it is same like to visit Egypt and not to see the Sphinx :). Tourists like to go in the Pripyat Municipal Department of Internal Affairs and to be frightened of dark chambers of KPZ (bull-pen) :). Yes... Impresses. I hope that I will have no possibility to try all delights of a similar institution on myself. Having passed the corridor we leave in a tiny court yard, for walks of prisoners - a concrete box with a metal lattice instead of roof. All "box" is filled up by various cars spare parts and filled in by lubricating oil. Probably details are removed from "dirty" cars as the gamma background here is raised up to 300 mcR/h.
We leave from "a walking box" to a court yard, all filled up with the semidisassembled technics: cars, truck cranes, dredges. On many of them still remained "Zone" licence plates and on doors of cabins a laconic inscription "ZONE". Well and how not to photograph the most photogenic in Zone BRDM (fighting reconnaissance landing machine)! :)
- Epilogue
Evening. We stand in the centre of Pripyat which is gradually dissolved in the dark and a fog, surrounded from different directions by empty concrete boxes of houses. It is a high time to tickle to itself nerves stories about ghosts and spirits which ostensibly saw in Pripyat, about the predatory wild animals wandering on a deserted city... But instead of that I think about the sleepy river, about a field in a crown of the high gold grass, cut up with wild boar paths, about a small oak bosk and about prudent animals - beavers whom we have not seen.
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