The romanticist WITHOUT "TOWER".
The romanticist WITHOUT "TOWER".
Across Russia go not only muzhiks by carts.
There lives the usual person. Leaves on job, in the evening in the morning
Comes back home, sometimes writes verses, composes music, draws,
When there is a mood. But once... Boris Berkut, sea
The navigator by a trade, the journalist on calling and the adventurer on
To soul status, somehow in the morning of villages on a bicycle and for 3,5 months in
Loneliness has crossed practically all Russia: from Vladivostok to
St.-Petersburg, having turned off pedals over 8 thousand kilometres.
- Why bicycle race, instead of global cruise, to
To example?
- I know people from Vladivostok which tried to make
Something similar, but at them has turned out nothing. Became a little
It is insulting for the city, wished itself to check up and the world to look.
One business when you have shaken out from the plane, have lodged in hotel,
Then somewhere have brought, something have shown. And absolutely another, when
You to itself the owner. I because and a pseudonym such have chosen - the Golden eagle -
Freedom-loving, free bird. Egor's present my surname.
- Whence such confidence of the forces? Specially
Trained?
- Mysticism... I actually, probably, not so pleasant
The person, self-confident. Everything, that I will tell, all will come true. And
Here, has simply felt, that I can, at intuition level. And it at
Me works very well. In general, this travel -
"Madness outside". Many people said, that nothing
Leaves. And as though in defiance in me there was a confidence.
Specially I did not train. To tell more correctly, I specially not
Trained. Here another. At a human body the huge
Reserves. There was one as it seems to me, correct thought: to sit
In a bar to smoke and drink coffee it is much heavier, than to be in
Constant movement. The main thing - on it to be adjusted, become live,
The present person who can make all.
Well it is not necessary, of course, to all to do everything", differently places for
The feat does not remain.
In a youth to it have made the cardiogramme, and it has appeared, that at absolutely
Still the young man two valves are closed. A blood clot, in general, business
The hopeless. It began to go having stooped, shuffling the feet and
Felt absolutely sick. But only until
It was found out, that by mistake on it have palmed off the cardiogramme
The seventy-year old woman. After that case, speaking about the
Age, he invariably names number 19 - to the person so much years,
On how much he feels itself(himself).
- Whether you before yourself put any problems - in day to pass
It is so much kilometres?
- Yes is not present, more likely all turned out, as it turned out. In advance I
Planned nothing and did not count. The more difficult a way, the
Is easier it is necessary to approach to it. You choose one direct road and on
Her you go. Maps, compasses - they to what. Was at me in a head
Any schematical route, I on it also followed. Tried
To put problems, but I the person very disseminated. Sometimes you go and
You think only of one: "I wish to drive 200, 200, 200...
Kilometres ". And presh without a stop, as got. And happens -
You will see a cat, a dog, a small insect amusing, at once a mouth to ears, songs
You shout... When I go, my thoughts do not submit to me, skip with
One on another. What here installations? But I passed a minimum in
Day - 60 km. The biggest distance of 209 km is a line
Tomsk-Novosibirsk. I have overcome it approximately for 12 hours. Speed
Depends on quality of road, from weather. The most awful is
Head wind. You start to go mad literally. You twist
Pedals with redoubled zeal, and you move to 2 times more slowly.
Having counted up expenditure on a minimum, for 3,5 months of a way, it took in
Road of 4,5 thousand roubles. However, there were kind people and
Threw to it who 300, who 500, and who 1000 roubles. Brothers -
ekstremaly absolutely free of charge repaired a bicycle which was
It is presented by one sports shop, where proznali about its mad
To invention. It is the American car mauntin-bajk, that is mountain
Bicycle.
In road of 5-6 days to week, the rest of the time on rest. In the afternoon
Twisted pedals, slept at night. Rare night trips sometimes
Came to an end in a ditch.
- Being more than three months since morning till the night under the opened
The sky in constant physical pressure, probably, difficultly not
To be ill, and without traumas for certain has not managed?
- During all road I was not ill at all, even a cold
To time has not picked up. There were only working stretchings. But it
Insignificantly. I think, this one big miracle. Give the god, that for
It scientists did not undertake with the rulers and test tubes. Otherwise
All will break. To me suggested to drink for the sake of experiment any
Vitamins, constantly to measure pressure, to count up pulse,
To write down all in a writing-book. But it not for me. Then leaves
The inspiration, is lost very much not which important point bezbashennosti.
- Instead of it was terrible to one? Suddenly that happens - and to help
There is nobody?
- All time people tried to intimidate me: "the Fool, it was necessary
To fly by the plane, you will kill, you will plunder, time what
Terrible ". But I think, that accident happens there where for it wait.
I was adjusted that all will be good, and with me is valid
The bad has not occurred. Even when I on full speed ran in
"zhigulenok" which, having broken rules, has left from the minor
Roads. I have not had time to brake and with all make a fool it was cut to it sideways.
I lay blindly and I think: "It is death. As all is silly
Left, unhumorously, it is uninteresting ". In some seconds has understood, that
Neither on me, nor on a bicycle - scratches. And the car driver,
Probably, has decided, that has killed me, and has instantly disappeared.
It has started on a journey, not having told words the native. The family at
Boris is not present so to ask for leave at the wife it was not necessary. Mothers
Has sent the letter from Krasnoyarsk - phone at it is not present, the following
It has received the message only from Peter. In their sort exists
The rule - to leave not being excused. Otherwise all will think, that the person
Has decided to leave for ever.
- You met on a way of the same unusual travellers?
- Four Englishmen who made travel from London in
Singapore, long did not wish to believe, that I Russian. Thought, that it
On a way muzhiks on carts, and here I will come across only: "I am
RussiaN ". They considered, that the Frenchman, the Pole, the Slovak - everybody,
Only not "rashen". At me bajk it is better, than at them, at me the form
Better, than at them. I am dressed in the Russian equipment. It is strange, when
You pull on yourself foreign belongings, in you at once learn
vanku the Russian. I go across Russia, and at me the stereotype breaks,
And at foreigners and for a long time.
- And how at you the stereotype has broken?
- One of stereotypes: you will be knocked at a door to most
Poor, he will feed you, will give to drink, all to you nadaet... There was all
On the contrary. I was knocked on the presents "kulatskie" farmsteads: the excellent
At home, it is full of cattle, hens, ducks, owners pink-checked,
Work since morning till the night. It would Seem, should be hard-fisted
People. Anything similar. You come, they blur in a smile,
Will feed to a sailing, will put to bed on the best bed. And money for
That do not take. And that are called as the poor with soul
Wide open, at once start to beg on binge and to bargain.
- You tried to stop in hotels or preferred
To be knocked on the first house on a way?
- Certainly, at simple people. In hotel respecting
The traveller does not stop. Otherwise you any more
The traveller, and so-so. When you in the evenings long otmokaesh in
To hot bath, the extreme is lost. I have as though thrown out myself from
Usual life, from the settled scheme: the arranged well warm house,
Civilisation. You get to the same world, but through others
Doors. You the beggar, the tramp, you do not come to shop behind purchases,
And you wait for human kindness. In cities it is more difficult, you will not be knocked in
Another's apartment. Always found any familiar acquaintances.
In Moscow, for example, spent the night in a warehouse of one sports
Shop. And in St.-Petersburg has found people, which
Has interested my unusual tour.
- Than you think to be engaged now when all has ended?
- For some time I will be late in capital, I will begin preparation to
The following expedition. It would be desirable to start something more difficult,
More interestingly: to return to Vladivostok, for example, through
Kazakhstan to call in to Tien Shan and to get on any
Top. Or I will go to a native city on rollers it it is ready
More difficultly. And can, I will not go anywhere more. I write verses,
I compose music, I draw. But in road on all it was not time,
Though both the Whatman paper, and a pastel with itself took. If all develops in
To music I, perhaps, will settle in Moscow. On the musical
Tools I do not play, hands all are interrupted, but I sing. It
Alternative fate. You, probably, now will burst out laughing, but I on all
Hundred it is assured, what is it will be super. Here I am assured even more than
In bicycle race.
Svetlana Episeeva.
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//* an information Source: the Moscow member of the Komsomol, 11.05.02
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