Here is one day from the life of Usik Markosyan who lives in a village Saranpaul of the Khanty-Mansiysk region, a beautiful and interesting polar place. Usik tried to attract tourists there many years ago but didn’t succeed much. However he learned many things about the place and found a lot of friends.
Well, let’s go back to June 15, 2014 to spend it with Usik.
Many people ask Usik to show the polar place to them. This time he is invited to fish for grayling and taimen. Morning starts from a cup of coffee and porridge. The helicopter was fueled and ready to fly.
Lucy does not want to stay home alone!
Boss does not care…
Perfect morning silence.
We are taking off!
Houses of Saranpaul village. The streets are empty People rest on Saturday.
Loading dock on the Lyapin river. It’s one of the monuments to recklessness. A billion was wasted for the dock which has not been used for a decade, one crane is about to fall…
The waters are high in July.
Passing the memorial cross.
Yasunt village mirrored in the water.
Our first landing is at the estuary of the Hul’ya river. “Robinson” in such a windless weather has no resistance and flies rather fast.
The closer we come to the mountains the more snow we can see, also some animals.
A lone elk.
It can’t understand where the loud sound is coming from.
A lone swan in the lake.
It is frightened by the iron bird in the sky.
More forest residents are met on the way.
We have to start a jet engine to catch up with this one.
Balbanty Lake was once rich in fish but today it’s not. It is undergoing natural changes and slowly becoming marshy.
Twenty swans or ten happy couples.
Usik and his friend do not want to frighten the swans but go slightly down to take some pictures.
This lake has neither a name nor fish.
The bear does not want to deal with the flying people.
It can easily compete with Olympic champions in running.
One more beautiful lake.
Friends decide it’s a perfect place for another landing.
But the strong wind makes them change the plan.
One can see fish in the water from the height. The Hul’ya used to be rich in taimen and grayling.
That’s probably a perfect place for elk.
The guys cannot see any fish in the water.. no grayling, no taimen.
This is pity but the river does not have much fish anymore and we decide to fly back.
The water in the Hul’ya is as clear as a tear.
Usik and his friend make a stop 250 km from home. They take their time and drink tea made from the pure river water.
Way back to the village. Fish are still unseen in the river but the guys do not get upset. The day is good anyway.
Suddenly they notice a deer in the water. Unfortunately it looks dead.
They come down and see another one… What’s happened with poor animals? Got poisoned? Killed by poachers? Quite an unpleasant picture…
They decide to land and have a closer look at the bodies of the deer. Another unpleasant surprise is to see two men with a motor boat nearby – it becomes evident who has killed the animals. In fact it’s dangerous to approach them but Usik and his friend land anyway. One more carcass is lying close to the poachers. The men do not know what to do, they are all bloody and it does not make sense to deny the evident fact. They recognize Usik – have seen him in the village. What they do is offering a piece of meat… Friends politely refuse the “gift”. The poachers start convincing the unwanted visitors that too many deer inhabit the area. Three animals are not a big loss… But nobody is going to believe them…
This way or another the poachers will not be punished, there are simply no authorities here to punish them…
Friends fuel the helicopter and estimate that they have enough to fly 6 and a half hours more… These lakes have fish for sure. Crucians at least.
A couple of deer are approaching the killers… The guys decide to scare them away from the danger.
They seem to succeed…
These ones are saved too.
They feel tired but satisfied.
Here in summer daylight hours almost never end…
The friends do not lose hope to fish for grayling. In the background is another abandoned factory..
Winter is not willing to leave Targashei lake.
Friends decide to drink tea here, at the lake.
Faces are getting red under the sun.
This river has the same name – Targashei.
The young elk seems absolutely lost…
The river is getting wider and wider…
You think it’s not good to scare animals but you are wrong! Making them scared means to save their life, if they have fear of people they won’t come close to poachers..
Victor has already caught five graylings.
Graylings spoil rather fast so they scale and salt it right here.
The guys decide to take some river water with them before flying back.
They do it while flying! Do not repeat this dangerous trick, ok?
This massif used to be on the sea bootm 150 million years ago…
We see the familiar cross.. Home is near.
The helicopter gets fueled for the forth time today.
After doing some work on the ship Usik takes off to fly home.
It’s nice when someone is waiting for you!
Usik has a substantial meal consisting of meat, pies and tea and full of impressions goes to bed.