Hello dears! When I was 14 years old, my friend and I decided in the summer to go to a mini-rafting on the Chusovaya river. Our group was leaving on Friday, but that day we could not. Then we decided to go separately by bus on Saturday. I drove to the bus station and found out how much is the bus to VisimoUtkinsk.
At 8 am on Saturday my friend and I with our bags (she) and guitar over his shoulder (I) were standing at the bus station. As time went on, but the bus was not. We decided to take another look at the schedule and what do you think? The bus really went to VisimoUtkinsk every day at 8 am. Except Saturday. As I haven't read it before - don't even ask. We looked at each other and at the same time said, "we're not going home." Went to the cashier to find out, when the next bus or maybe there is some kind of ride in the direction. It turned out, that there is a bus, but it does not reach VisimoUtkinsk quite a bit. We decided to buy a ticket for it, and then somehow get there.
And here we go, two teenage girls and think, that if our parents found out about this adventure, they would kill us. Arrive at the final stop, go to the cashier, again trying to find out how we can get to that ill-fated VisimoUtkinsk. It turned out, that before it is the usual dirt road, which is very blurred because of the rains and ordinary transport simply can not drive there. The distance is about 20 kilometers. We had no choice but to go on foot. The first 20 minutes we walked quite cheerfully, the second 20 minutes I already wanted to throw the guitar into the bushes. Suddenly we saw a truck driving along the road and thought it was our chance. The driver stopped, "you will not taketo VisimoUtkinsk?"we asked happily. "No, but I can give you 10 kilometers." Well, we decided it was better to walk 10 kilometers than 20 and got into the truck. First girlfriend, then bags, then guitar and finally me. 10 kilometers of the road ended very quickly and we again had to wander along the blurred road. Say, that our mood was not very - nothing not say. Hear, obey someone again goes to. And here near us the minibus stops, guys look out from there and ask "and you to give a lift?". These guys also went to the alloy and not just in Visiotisc. It was luck. In General, the still was adrenaline...
Thanks for reading!
Image: http://www.photosight.ru/photos/5241307/
photo is not mine. But I attached it so that they could see all the beauty of the Chusovaya river.