Last year, the weather of Kola mixed up my plans: because of the cyclone, I had to return a week earlier, without visiting the 60th, 61st and 62nd pegmatites of the northern slope of the Lovozero mountain range and Mount Flora. But I'm "stubborn" (this is from the anecdote, which I will tell at the end). Once decided - then you need to achieve! And I went to achieve the unachieved ...
This year the plan was:
The first part: to visit the Northern quarry, where I was last year - to replenish the material. I especially wanted to find crystals of prismatic Hackmanite, which I managed to get last time. Quite a rare thing, you know... Plus, to collect material that I did not pay attention to a year ago - Loparite crystals in the rock.
The second part is the main one. Walking route: Karnasurt mine - 60 - 62 -61 pegmatites - Flora with its Narsarsukitova and Ramzaitova points.
The trip was solo. It did not work out somehow with partners. And after what my body had learned already this year during a trip to the South Urals, I was not entirely sure of the success of the new trip. In addition, the weather forecast was gloomy. Hismeteo was especially atrocious. Yandex was more optimistic, but also bleak. Therefore, being not entirely confident in the success of the event for a combination of reasons, for the first time I did not announce the trip at the forum.
But the decision was made, and on July 27 I started for the third time on the familiar route Moscow-Olenegorsk-Revda. In Revda, a UAZ loaf on big wheels was waiting for me, which quickly delivered to the Northern Quarry. On the way, I get news from the driver. The news is as follows: “This year, summer came a month later - therefore, there is still snow in the mountains, and the water in the streams to be crossed is high. The Bears? You are more afraid of feral dogs. They already killed one person. Worse than wolves - they are not afraid of people. They caught two dogs in traps, but still remained (here I regretted that because of the weight I did not take a hunting knife with me ...). There are bears, but not many. Here is just one in front of Flora lives. Small, ”the driver reassured me and left. “You call if sho” (C), I work here and work as a lifeguard ...”. Communication, by the way, was everywhere due to the fact that I prepared, taking into account the mistakes of the trip to the South Urals - I took the SIM card of the second operator (Megafon). I will not go on long trips with one operator anymore.
The first step, as always, is to set up a tent while the weather permits. The weather, despite the forecast, is excellent, real summer. Only windy. I choose a quieter place, on a slope under the road, but even there the tent was set up a couple of times by the wind. A thin layer of soil on the stones does not hold the pegs well. I fasten the tent with stones, I make some wind protection around the perimeter from them. The experience of the Polar Urals - there are already winds, so winds ....
The non-working quarry itself is in place, what will be done with it. (I do not want to write about it in detail, because I already did it last year). The only thing is that in two places there are large snowfields, which was not even a trace a year ago - the result of late summer. And it's not somewhere high in the mountains, it's at the foot. Just a shaded area. But over the course of the year, there were noticeable changes in his career. One can feel the hand of stone lovers. The pegmatite zone last year almost red from Eudialyte became almost beige from Feldspar - so it was chipped. And in two productive zones on the dumps, the digs have noticeably deepened. During my two-day stay at the quarry, two groups of stone lovers from Apatity came there. But they knocked with hammers somehow sluggishly and not for long - they were spoiled by the proximity of the Stone. But I have other plans...
On the first day of my stay at the quarry, taking advantage of the good weather, I went to the surrounding mountains. There was information that Hackmanite, glowing red under UV rays, could be found in the black host rock. Moved up the stream. He reached the circus of the mountain.
I did not find what I was looking for, but the quality did not suit me - I did not take it. However, I don't regret the journey I've made. I was at the right time in the right place. The sun, greenery, blue sky, a long snowfield along the edge of the gorge, black ledges of rocks, water flowing over them and waterfalls, blooming dwarf willow - awesomely beautiful! If it were not for the long spring, there would be no snow, the waterfalls would be scarce ... I saw one unusual, weak waterfall: water fell from the visor in a wide, thin plume - this is beautiful, but usually. However, the wind that day was blowing from such an angle that, with its gusts, the water that had not yet reached the ground was thrown up and thrown back a meter along the course of the water. Thus, the water made a ring and again flowed down and was again thrown back. I took a picture, but the dynamics are obscure, only splashes are visible. And I am alone among this splendor! Not like on some Belaya River in Adygea, where crowds drive through such places - there is no feeling of unity with nature.
Directly from the upper reaches of the gorge, cutting off the path, I descended diagonally to the abandoned Umbozersky mine located nearby. The contrast of miraculous nature and man-made devastation makes a strong impression. Did they blow it up at the closing? I didn’t dig in the dumps there, because. specifically did not specify where to dig.
Then he returned to the Northern Quarry, once again admired the view from it across the Umbozero to the Khibiny, and set to work. The boxes gradually filled up: Hackmanite glowing in the UV in the rock, lilac Murmanite, feldspar crystals, Loparite crystals in the rock (one crystal was not so small), a couple of whole Hackmanite crystals. But the trouble is, a zone with crystals of prismatic Hakmanite was chosen, but I still found a couple of samples.
So two sunny days passed. On the morning of the third, at the appointed time, the UAZ did not come for me and did not reset the SMS ... After waiting an extra half hour, I called and found out that it had broken down and would be in three hours. To this misfortune, it began to rain. And the rain on Kola makes me nervous, because the rain there can turn into Rain or doooooood. The tent is assembled. I decide not to wait three hours. In an hour, I drag everything onto the road in two walks and call a taxi (it’s good that I secured it with my phone). The taxi appears unrealistically quickly and takes me to the starting point of the next stage - to the foot of Mount Karnasurt, where the mine of the same name is working with might and main. On the way, I hide what I got on the Severny in the forest near the roadside in a conspicuous place - I'll pick it up on the way back.
And here I am before the second stage of the journey.
The main question of the route was how to get from the 61st pegmatite to Mount Flora. From the Karnasurt mine to Flora there is a road that is not passable for any off-road vehicle, along which, along with the material extracted on the route, an UAZ will have to pick me up. But you have to get there on foot. The 61st pegmatite is located almost on a straight line from the stratum to Flora, it is closer to go from it, but in the mountains the direct path is not the shortest... not directly to Flora, but to make a detour - go down to the river, then go along it to the road, hide there what was mined on pegmatites and already along the road (which is easier) go to Flora. I understand that obviously I will have to make two trips, delivering what was mined on pegmatites to the road. But nothing, I'm "stubborn"! With this idea, I moved out from Karnasurt along the route. It was smooth on paper...
The weather began to approach the promised. The fog covered the mountains and the road along which I had to climb. Gradually I enter the fog, visibility drops to 100, briefly to 50 meters. But there is no rain. I am glad that the outlines of the area emerging from the fog coincide with the expected ones as we move. Crossing the first stream, wandering along the great exploratory ditches. In the middle of one of them I observe a pit closed by a corrugated sheet. Soon a second stream should appear, on the banks of which the 60th pegmatite is located. It starts to rain heavily. It's a shame, it's almost there. But a PVC raincoat purchased especially for the trip and raised bogs perfectly protect against getting wet. Raincoat-PVC, although more expensive and heavier than Chinese polyethylene, is much more functional. Based on the results of the trip - definitely recommend. "Thunder! And lightning ... "(C) Thunderstorm! I just missed the thunderstorms in the mountains. This is my first mountain storm, maybe that's why it's such a thrill. Actually, I love thunderstorms. But it's one thing to watch it from a window behind thick walls, it's another thing to be in it. And the feeling is that you are in it. The fog is right overhead and all around, and flashes are also very close. Thunder rolls with a rumble through you along the gorge in which you go. And in general, it is not clear where / whom the lightning will strike: you stick out like a nail on a slope ... Fortunately, the thunderstorm was short.
A new, freshly cut house emerges from the fog above the pit. Pretty big. Brand new, didn't show in the pictures. But this is not the main thing, behind him the opposite side of the stream floats out of the fog - a steep high wall strewn with kurumnik. Strange ... It seems that this should not be. Then I have to climb it. I leave my backpack at the pit and go lightly to explore the stream, look for pegmatite and the way up.
Neither one nor the other is observed. The pegmatite is not particularly noticeable, but not as noticeable ... I take out a map. It is clear: he is before the turn of the stream, and I climbed above the turn. I go down the stream and around the bend I find pegmatite. Fine! And the slope is just flattening out - you don’t have to storm the steep. Now a reference point has been found - 60 pegmatite - from it you can navigate and look for the next, 62nd. I walk and wander in the fog - no. I walked for a long time, but apart from the triangulation tower I did not find anything. The detailed map remained in the backpack. A little upset. He returned to the backpack, dragged it to the river bank to the 60th pegmatite, where he pitched a tent. Luckily the rain is over. Got a detailed map. My previous outing and found the triangulation tower indicated on the map helped to orientate. The fog had just cleared, and I quickly found the 62nd pegmatite, and then the 61st pegmatite.
I really hoped to get on it in the absence of fog, so that I could see the way to the road down from it. There was no fog, but the road was not visible either. Only green fir trees were visible along the stream - a fairly wide forest. Through which, somewhere down a few kilometers, a road should pass. But I saw Mount Flora from the 61st pegmatite! And then I thought deeply... I didn't have a Navigator. Accordingly, the exact coordinates of the intersection of the river and the road to which he would lead me - too. You can, of course, go and find. But what does she look like? In the tundra, any passing all-terrain vehicle leaves a mark for many years. What if it turns out to be the wrong track? For the locals, this is a walking route - when you know the way, but for me it is an exploration route! That's how I ended up up the creek above the bend and slipped through the pegmatite? Yes, it's one thing to wander light, and another thing with a load. The connection is working, but there will be no landmarks ... Yes, plus a potential meeting with a small bear ... Yes, and going down the road is always easier than going straight ... And in general, normal heroes always go around! I weighed everything and decided to be a normal hero: to return with a load, as I came, and then without it, along the road from the starting point to reach Flora. Immediately it became somehow calmer, and I started mining.
I started with the 60th pegmatite. As elsewhere in Lovozero, there are a lot of minerals in it, but I'm not a taxonomist - I don't understand small points. I would like something clearer. Pegmatite contains Ussingite (the zone of which is almost completely selected), Aegirine spherulite concretions, Eudialyte, Chkalovite, Stensstrupin, Lorenzenite crystals, and rich rare earth mineralization. The mine itself swam. Large land works were not included in my plans. But along the edges of the dump, pieces and pieces of Ussingite lay in abundance. I remember how Mikhalych said that he had split a bunch of Ussingit in search of cavities with Chkalovit crystals. I knew that Mikhalych was a passionate person, but judging by the amount of broken, he is just some kind of maniac .... In general, I scored a lot of Ussingite. Selected all pink pieces. Some are relatively large - it will be possible to carve several balls and eggs. When the white part was separated from the pink one, a cavity opened up to me, in which several medium-sized crystals of Ussingite sat. In general, working in the fog, without the sun, makes me feel oppressive, and I absolutely don’t want to look for and consider something there. Therefore, what I quickly found, I found. And in addition to Ussingite, I found a Lorentzenite crystal of 18 millimeters in the rock and an idiomorphic Eudialyte crystal.
Then he moved to the 62nd pegmatite. The main minerals of pegmatite are Hackmanite, Natrolite, Aegirine, Microcline. In addition, there are many minor minerals. I scored blocky Natrolite on balls and samples, luminous in the UV of Hackmanite. Moreover, there are two types of Hakmanite: in the enclosing bluish Natrolite and in some enclosing black rock. In UV it looks completely different.
The next, 61st, pegmatite did not impress me at all. The pit that was dug there was covered with a snowfield. And although there were a lot of impaled stone lying around, something did not stick out. Nothing to dig-collect there.
I returned with all the goodness to the tent and thought: how can I trample all this? (Sorry for my French). You can, of course, not take everything. But with Flora it is not known how else it will come out, but here the real material is already in hand. It's a pity to leave. I decide to go by shuttle in two trips, but not a single stone mined should remain in the mountains! I can handle it, I'm "stubborn"! Need to take a break. Walking without a load is already rest. And what is this barely noticeable all-terrain vehicle? I'll go check where it leads. She got me right on track. The fog had dissipated by this time, and I understood why I had drifted to the head of the stream instead of pegmatite. In the fog, I did not notice the turn to this all-terrain vehicle and the pegmatite itself, which is perfectly visible from the main road without fog, and slipped further along it. Tomorrow is a hard day - it will be over to endure everything in every sense. I decide to throw a stone forward along the route already today and drag it a quarter of the route forward, since the polar day has the convenience - it’s quite possible to work at night. I'm coming back
And in conclusion, the promised anecdote.
Crow stuck to the swans:
Take me on a flight with you!
- You can't stand it.
- Hold on, I'm stubborn!
- Well, look, tomorrow we will fly over a large forest.
The crow arrived an hour later than the swans, tired.
- Can't you fly further?
- I'll fly. I'm stubborn!
- Well, look, tomorrow we will fly over a large lake.
The crow arrived three hours late in a semi-conscious state.
- Can't you fly further?
- I'll fly. I'm stubborn!
- Well, look, tomorrow we will fly over the mountains.
The crow arrived a day later, a little alive, without half of its feathers. Elle breathed.
- Well, you said I can't stand it. I'm stubborn, but schizatuyayayay ......