Today we were free all day and so Margit, Hellmut, Hermann and I hired bikes and explored the port and some of the sandy roads through the forest to the shores of the Lake. The sandy firetracks through the conifer […]
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Today we went by bust through a National Park to a small harbour at Tschivirkuiskij where we boarded a boat to take us across the Bay to a place of hot springs. The crossing was a pleasant ride but the […]
The Barguzin Valley is a remote and wild river valley on the east side of Lake Baikal. The Barguzin River is 480 kilometres (300 mi) long, flowing into the Barguzin Bay of Lake Baikal at Ust-Barguzin. The geomorphology of the valley is […]
The crossing of the Baikal from Khuzir to Ust-Barguzin had to be resheduled onto a larger boat because of a large swell in the open part of the Lake beyond the North Cape. The new boat was not very large […]
Back into the robust Russian minibuses for a tour of the Island. Firstly to Cape Burkham and the Shaman Rock. Some views around Cape Burkhan and Shaman Rock. Onwards along rutted, sandy roads through thick forests, up and over the […]
Our first, distant, view of Olchon Island. Our coach trip across the steppes and forests ended at Maloje More (Little Sea) for a short ferry crossing to the Island. On the Island we boarded Russian, 4×4 minibuses which sped down the […]
The area between Irkutsk and the Baikalsee has many religions which were either exiled or in hiding after the 1917 Revolution. They all survived and are thriving here. The photos in the gallery below are of an Orthodox Christian Church, Shaman […]
Lake Baikal is the largest and deepest freshwater lake in the World: 636km long and 27 to 80km wide. It’s volume is equivalent to 22% of the World’s fresh water resource. If it were in the UK it would stretch […]
Irkutsk is the ‘capital’ city of Eastern Siberia. It has both ancient and modern architecture, a rich history and some elegant squares and parks. The people are very friendly and welcoming. The food market is very impressive with row upon rows […]
Travelling and holidays are not the same. I am writing this on my top bunk, of a sleeper carriage on the Trans-Siberian Railway, somewhere in the Ural Mountains, east of Moscow. The train is on route to Irkutsk, a journey […]
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