Camping Club Hive Photography Contest *8 Theme "Old travel experience"

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This is the same camping bath, from which everyone, without exception, is completely delighted, after steaming in it, and then running into the cool waters of Lake Turgoyak, where the water temperature does not heat up more than + 15-17C ... The first feeling is that you are threw my body into "boiling water". Because the cry is wild over the lake!

TRAVEL TO THE PAST. RUSSIA, SOUTH URAL. LAKE TURGOYAK.

ATTENTION! A WARNING!
I would like to say right away that this post is very, very large! It contains a lot of textual information and a lot of photographs, and all this must not only be viewed, but also read! This is a whole reportage about my trip to Lake Turgoyak with a group of students! This narration in 2017 entered the history of the region in the materials of the city of Miass, Chelyabinsk region.

MEMORIES LIKE AN ECHO FROM PAST YEARS

My brief information about Lake Turgoyak.
Extract from Wikipedia.

The water area is 2 638 hectares. The hydrographic network is represented by the rivers Lipovka, Bobrovka, Kuleshovskaya, Pugachevka with a total length of 15.2 kilometers. Lake Inyshko is also located in the catchment area, which has a hydraulic connection with Turgoyak. Groundwater plays the main role in feeding the lake. All aquifers are fed by infiltration of atmospheric precipitation, as well as by small rivers and streams flowing into the lake. The catchment area of ​​the lake is 476.0 square kilometers, the catchment is 12.5 kilometers from north to south, 11.0 kilometers from east to west. The area of ​​the lake's water surface is 26.4 square kilometers. Average depth - 19.1 meters, maximum depth - 36.5 meters. The water of the lake has a high transparency, which ranges from 10 to 17.5 meters. Turgoyak is the second most transparent lake in Russia!

It was the very middle of the summer of 1986. As I heard earlier that our lake Turgoyak in the Chelyabinsk region is not only unique because of the purity of the water in it, but it is equated to Lake Baikal. It may be so, but having been there, you are immediately convinced that the beauty of this fabulous lake is in no way inferior to the Baikal places. I have been to Lake Baikal, and to our other Ural lakes, but Turgoyak somehow mentally attracted me immediately. After the first visit to the lake, I really "got sick" from the beauties I saw! Visited it on my own three times. And then there was an opportunity to take a group of students to the lake on vouchers provided by "GorONO". Where could I refuse!

Gathered a rather large and motley group, where there were both girls and boys. We left early in the morning by train from Troitsk to Chelyabinsk. On the way, so that it would not be boring, they arranged a "small theater". Right in the carriage, where our whole group was, they began to play small roles. It was necessary to depict what is written there on elongated tickets. At first everyone, somehow embarrassed, and with caution tried to show something, but after I and another teacher "perfectly portrayed" the samovar and the janitor, the people immediately became relaxed and theatricalization "rolled". At the same time, our road theater, which became quite unexpectedly reckless, we very quickly reached Chelyabinsk. Didn't even notice the travel time.

Next, we needed to buy tickets to the city of Miass in order to get to the Ilmenskaya tourist center. This was the starting point. We had to stay on it for a day, be sure to listen to instructions and get food for everyone in order to move to Lake Turgoyak. All this preliminary fuss has passed, instructions have been listened to as an obligatory action, and we have a little day and evening time left to look around and relax. Someone went to play volleyball, someone just to inspect the area, and someone dived into triangular houses and fell asleep. We left very early.

The next day, early in the morning, together with the whole group, we set out in the direction of Turgoyak. We merrily reached the village itself, and then the lake opened up to our eyes. What a beauty! The lake was huge and seemed endless, although in the distance mountains could be seen in a blue haze. In the middle of the lake we saw a small island and some buildings on it, and next to it there was a real sailboat. The girls jumped happily and one of them said: "Just like the sea!" So we stood, enchanted by the beauties around us, enjoying a sunny day and silence. And then they heard the signal of the car from behind. A peasant leaned out of the window and asked us, smiling: “Well, is it beautiful? Tourists! Where did you come from? " And without waiting for an answer, he waved his hand at us and sprinkled some dust somewhere about his business.

My brief information about Lake Turgoyak.
It is noteworthy that the water in the lake is so clean ...
You go into the water and you can see your legs perfectly! And then it is even more amazing. You float away from the shore and look with amazement at everything at the bottom, and the depth is not less than ten or fifteen meters. I was told about all this earlier, but as they say - until you see - you will not believe it! Everything is just like that! Well, and accordingly, Turgoyak is the most favorite lake for recreation of all non-lazy people. Here on the lake for three seasons I have not seen people from any cities! It is clear that there are many tourists from the nearby towns of our region, especially young people! There were both Muscovites and from St. Petersburg, and the most amazing thing is that here I even met a couple from the Baltic states. The two of them came from Pärnu.

So we passed the village, passed through several boarding houses and rest houses. I remember one of them for its name of the sanatorium "Golden Beach". At the entrance to the sanatorium there was a barrier, a "very strict" guy came out to us and asked, in the voice of Levitan: "Where are you all going? Do you have any documents? " My friend was “sharp-tongued” and immediately reacted: “We are refugees from Chernobyl! Now we will live here with you! " The man, not knowing what to answer him, silently raised the barrier, and we walked on.

On the left side of us the lake shone with its watery surface. Huge pines towered in front of us, there was such silence around us that one could even hear the birds singing and grasshoppers chirping near the road. Looking at our group, I invited everyone to take a break. Some of the boys shouted joyfully: "Can we bathe?" I replied that they can do it, but we will all go swimming together. I understood how difficult it is to be near such a lake, to go and still not swim! As if on command, the backpacks were immediately thrown off the shoulders, pants and T-shirts too.

And all our honest company rushed into the water. I already knew what it is like? And all the rest did not, and therefore offered to jump in with a running start! You should have heard this scream and squeal! They did not know that the water in the lake, on average, is no higher than 17-18 degrees, so it just “burns” at the very beginning. Having bathed and dried up a little, then we walked on foot to the place of our future deployment. There was a pine forest ahead, but I told everyone that the road ahead ends in cliffs and we had better go along the edge of the shore along the water. It was I who from the very first steps began to invent all sorts of difficulties so that the life of the hiker was "more fun".

Having reached the next sanatorium or boarding house, we paused under a canopy, as we were covered with a small thunderstorm rain that suddenly came from behind the forest. We stayed under it for about fifteen minutes, the cloud went over the lake. The sky became clear again, as if there was no rain or thunderstorm. Having hoisted our backpacks on our shoulders, we continued on our way again. Among the girls, I already noticed dissatisfaction with the fact that we somehow took a long walk to the parking lot. Some of them already wanted to eat. I suggested that they make one more stop then, we will have a snack with what we have with us, we will rest and then we will continue our journey. All agreed. Being in the fresh air all day, and even in such a beautiful place, the appetite "wakes up" is serious. We had a snack, sat for a while and I told them that there was already very little left to go to the place: “Do you see that turn over there?”. And we walked again...

My brief information about Lake Turgoyak.
There is one wonderful place here on Lake Turgoyak, it is called the island of Vera. Well, apparently in the past there was an island here, but now it is a peninsula, which you can freely get to by going around the lake along the edge of the coast. As they say, the island owes its name to a girl named Vera who settled on it, who helps people and founded a monastic skete. And now they have determined that where she lived, it is nothing more than a dolmen. Yes, located from such ancient times that, as it turned out, Stonehenge is younger and much younger! That's it. I was there myself, I saw everything, a lot of interesting things, but I'll tell you about this further.

What a joy it was when we finally came to the place. The stationary parking lot included many tents, both for four and eight. But this whole "holiday" for our group was overshadowed by the fact that it was necessary to set up tents, although they were given out on the spot. The girls whimpered, and the guys and I began to arrange our camp.

We settled down, the kitchen was visible very close to us. Everyone looked there. The stove was already smoking temptingly in the kitchen, something was being prepared there. The people were waiting for dinner. We had lunch as scheduled, everyone's mood changed at once, it became more fun! At the end of dinner, everyone went together to the lake to wash their dishes. I saw that for some it was unusual, but where can you go? It is necessary, then it is necessary! Before going to see the bathhouse to start heating it, everyone put things in order near their tent.

A few hours later, we began to heat the bathhouse, which few people had even heard of. At the very beginning, the stove is heated in this way. The tent itself leans back from the frame, the stove, made of natural stones, is heated so that the stones are heated to the limit. Then the coals and the remnants of firewood (firewood) are thrown out so as not to burn out. The eight-person tent is then pulled back onto the frame. And that's it, the initial process is over - you can take a steam bath! All this action takes several hours, and then comes the long-awaited hour of great pleasure. As I remember now, there were so many people who wanted to "taste" the park that a real queue lined up in front of the bathhouse, like a store. It was so hot in the bathhouse itself - well, just as in hell! People drove there decently, and when the "breeder" threw some water on the stones, then literally everyone just fell down to the ground. No one could withstand the shock wave of fire.

And after steaming, almost everyone jumped out and rushed to the lake. Fortunately, it was only a stone's throw from this wonderful bath. Bathing, as always, was naturally accompanied by insane screams, since the one who ran into the water got the effect of being poured over with boiling water. After this water procedure, everyone again ran to the steam bath. And the "execution" of the bodies, not quite steamed, but already "scalded" by the icy water of the lake, began with birch brooms. It seemed like it could go on forever. But then someone outside yelled for everyone to urgently leave the tent. Perplexed, several people jumped out to shout, but for some reason never returned? Others followed them and also disappeared. Suspecting some kind of trick, we also looked out of the bath. Before us was such a picture. Everyone stood and drank tea! It turns out that one of the instructors took care and brewed a whole bucket of tea. How great it was! Everyone drank and enjoyed - bath and tea!

The next day, I suggested to interested students a small hike around Lake Turgoyak, with an introduction to the area and the second satellite lake Inyshko. Not everyone agreed, but even so there were twelve people. After breakfast we, without delay, got together and an hour later walked along the shoreline of the lake. I calculated the time so that in the evening we would camp on Lake Inyshko.

My brief information about Lake Turgoyak.
I must say that the coastline, or as it is also called - the strip near Lake Turgoyak is so diverse and complex that it is difficult to think about. We had no idea what difficulties lay ahead. At first everything was normal and we walked briskly, but now the first "tongues" appeared ahead, which had to be bypassed, since, first of all, they had a shaky and swampy soil. And secondly, "tongues" are such triangular canals pulled in from the lake, extending into the shore from one to several tens of meters. They then have to be bypassed so as not to drown in them. And there was one problem. Two girls flatly refused to go in sneakers and staggered in sandals - they had to show off in front of the boys. What did it cost them in the future, every normal person who went on hikes understands!

One of the most important secrets that gave rise to a lot of rumors is, of course, the island of Vera. And this is nothing more than a dolmen. For a long time, no one knew anything about this, until our Ural scientists made this discovery, which instantly became a world sensation! These buildings are already several millennia old! As it was written by one scientist, the megalith is strictly oriented to the west, and scientists noticed that on the day of the equinox at sunset, a ray of the sun peeps into the underground, passes through the entire cave and stops on the opposite side. Light falls into this underground structure from small windows, and these windows were made simultaneously with the construction of the megalith.

On the way, we came across a forestry overgrown with raspberries. Here we picked up a lot of berries for evening tea. I must say that on the way we also picked up a lot of mushrooms, of which I then decided to cook soup in the parking lot. They also picked up some thyme and some nettles. The people were already a little tired, and I began to think, where could we make a halt?

My brief information about Lake Turgoyak.
Lake Turgoyak is one of the most favorite vacation spots. Its banks are built up with sanatoriums, boarding houses and recreation centers. There are so many trails around the lake that you can really get lost on them! It is here that you can see the unique Ural landscapes, where there are beautiful beaches, pine forests, and steep rocks descending directly to the water of the lake. But the main thing is air! It is simply impossible for them to breathe, especially after urban pollution.

As it was previously told us by local old-timers. In fact, there are several different versions of the name of the lake. But the closest thing, it seems to me, is the term from the Bashkir words: turg - "place of honor" and yak - "elevation". In the local vernacular (pronunciation) it sounds like this: "Turge-yak-kul", which means "lake", or a high lake! It is this combination of words that best suits the name of the lake. But this is my opinion, maybe I'm wrong? The lake, and the surroundings, are full of fabulous wonders! And I, telling the students the legends about the lake, all the time tried to convey to them that they literally by a lucky chance got to the earthly paradise! No less than that. And when you start showing them everything around and telling them, giving examples that are right there, then everyone, without exception, is delighted.

My brief information about Lake Turgoyak.
There is a beautiful old Bashkir legend about the origin of Lake Turgoyak.
Saint Fakhrislam lived among the Bashkirs. He walked around the entire Bashkir land once and saw that there was no truth and justice on it. The Bashkirs do not live according to the laws of Allah: the rich offend the poor, the poor dumb cattle, the cattle trample the small worm - there is no peace on earth, there is no happiness. And Fakhrislam could not do anything with people. He struck the ground with his staff in anger, and a deep hole was made between the mountains. He entered a high mountain and looked into the distance: what else awaits the Bashkir land. And he sees Fakhrislam - greedy hordes of conquerors are moving from west to south, they hold death in their hands, fire runs ahead of them. The holy man saw this and wept bitterly. His clean tears flowed down like rivers and filled a deep hole to the top. This is how the sacred lake Turgoyak was formed!

And here we are on Vera Island. We get out of the interior of the megalith itself. Megalith has several rooms, a large and high corridor and many, as it were, windows. Inside, you can move freely to your full height. Strange, but underground it is not at all damp and it is felt that the influx of fresh air is constantly going on. Around Lake Turgoyak there is often ... changing landscape, which makes the area even more beautiful. A dense mixed forest, often a pine forest, decorated with high mountain ranges, stones, small rivulets and streams. I must say that just under your feet you can find a lot of edible mushrooms, a variety of berries. There are so many flowers around, the fragrance of which makes the heart beat joyfully, taking (inhaling) this aroma-nectar or soul balm with all the lungs! During several hours of our hike around the lake, I noticed how much the faces of the participants had changed. It was as if some kind of shadow had disappeared, they began to smile and laugh more! And here is the same lake Inyshko, shrouded in secrets. Maybe it is true that it still hides the untold treasures of E. Pugachev? Who knows, someday suddenly someone will find them!

My brief information about Lake Inyshko.
The lake got its name from the Bashkir "Inysh", which means "Small", and it really is. Bypassing it - you understand it right away. We walked around Turgoyak all day, and Inyshko took an hour's time. But the place is also beautiful, there are a lot of vacationers and tourists. Well, we were there too, and even spent the night nearby in a pine forest! One word - Beauty! Near Lake Turgoyak, there is Lake Inyshko. The history of this lake is shrouded in secrets, and the most important secret, which even today haunts treasure hunters, is that it was here, after his defeat, that E. Pugachev drowned his treasures, which he looted during the Cossack uprising. The lake itself is small, but very deep and has, as the legend says, either a double or even a triple bottom. And all because of what? Lake Inyshko itself was formed during a volcanic eruption. A kind of huge crack (depression) came out, which was subsequently filled with water.

Lake Inyshko itself is located very close to Lake Turgoyak, some two or three hundred meters away. Inyshko is located higher in level than Turgoyak, so some of the treasure hunters even tried to dig a canal at one time in order to drain the water and find a flooded treasure there. But regrettable as it may seem, the idea itself was already utopian - it was Inyshko's too large water reservoir! A group of students and I also walked around this lake to see at least everything that hides secrets here. It was on Lake Inyshko that we even stopped for the night, but I'll tell you about this a little further! And now about our parking lot. Well, at the very beginning, everything is simple, to eat - you need to prepare firewood! Well, and lunch in the open air near the lake, and in the forest - you understand.

Photo from the personal (now historical) archive of the author @antikus369

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Camping Club Hive Photography Contest 8 Theme "Old travel experience

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION:
-original photo;
-first publication;
-camera Zenit-E.
(Translated via Google translator from Russian)

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Ого, вот это у вас архивчик!)
Интересный репортаж о днях давно ушедших. У меня столько фото не сохранилось. А Тургояк - озеро известное, как и остров Веры. И это ощущение на коже от ледяной воды вы хорошо описали, точно как ожог. Одним словом, спасибо за отличную прогулку в прошлое и в заповедные природные места.

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Спасибо Вам. Рад, что понравилось!
Да, озеро Тургояк уникальное и удивительное место.
В свое время там бывал многократно, а теперь даже и не знаю, что там и как?
Говорят, что позастроили все вокруг...

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Oh my goodness!!! 🙈 This is just so awesome and full of old memories, just look at those old camera pictures 😃 I love them really!

You must have felt really happy writing about this to us after such a long time, they say more than you even wrote and you wrote really well too.

I would love to see what you look like now 😁 there must have been some transformation right? This is really cool.

Your entry is amazing!!! 👍👌

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Of course, there is a certain transformation, the years take their toll, but now traveling has become even more, getting real pleasure from the fact that you are on the road, you are free and you are happy. Because there is no path to happiness - happiness is the path itself. This is the philosophy of the path. Some people don't like the difficulties of traveling, but for me it is a state of mind. And yet - the photographs on film were still interesting, now you understand it well. A process like ritual, when you photograph, then develop and print the photographs. Now all this is gone. Thanks!

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And that is just great to know, keep having fun with traveling and share more with us 😇

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