Baikal Navka
It happened two years ago. I am one of those who most often go on hikes alone (it's easier to pack up, wait for no one, no one to run after). And here the route is unpretentious, run from "Dark Pad" to the port "Baikal".
The path along the tracks was covered with new rubble, my legs get tired quickly, up to st. "Half" did not reach, I found a parking place, put up a tent, tea, soup, flask, even built a fire. Silence, peace, stars, Baikal is like a mirror.
He fed the Spirit-owner of the place to spend the night, two times some kind of railway equipment passed by, seagulls and some kind of night bird shouted. In general, there is no one, I decided to swim, there is no one to be ashamed, I undressed completely, somehow I entered the water over the cobblestones in the dark. I'm swimming, no excitement. The moon, I see my fire, the water is cool.
And suddenly I find myself under water, not deep somewhere by half a meter, I did not take a sip of water. I swim normally, I did not feel any touching either above the water or under, in my head the thought: "Nifiga for myself." From the shore it was 15-20 meters, I swam to the shore and then again once and found myself under water. After that, he flew to the shore with a bullet, not noticing large stones.
I was not drunk, I didn’t feel conscious, I didn’t fall asleep in water. Flask for 300g. and drank two shots and not at once. I didn't feel any movement (dive) under the water, I just found myself under water twice, not deep, no more than a meter. But it was strange. You swim - your head is above the water and suddenly without BULTS and under water.
Then I read somewhere by chance that Navki (water spirits, similar to mermaids) are drowned in this way. Naked, drunk men who swim at night are attacked. And it is also surprising that when I was twice under water, I did not take a sip of water.
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And once I decided to take a walk from Arshan to Trekhglava (peaks near Lake Baikal). I do not know how anyone enters there, but I went along a dry stream. The weather was excellent, I walk and hear that my classmate Lyokha called me, and very clearly and nearby. And Lyokha does not go to the mountains, he is a very heavy and no longer young man. Well, it seemed like they say it happens from stress.
Proceeding further, I felt that somehow the sound did not go away and he was around me, his own breathing was already deafening, like I'm in a bank. Then came the feeling of some kind of creepiness. When I later went to that place in a group, I observed a state of horror or excitement in others.
Mountain “ Arshan Three-headed ”, Buryatia. Photo by Natalia Andreeva.
Or here's another case. As a child, my uncle often took me hunting. Once we sit in a small valley, about 12 at night, in the forest, darkness. And I see a tall light figure moving very quickly along the slope of the gully. It is not clear what it is, something like a tall white birch stump against the background of bushes and a pine forest.
I raised my gun, but then the uncle waves to me, they say, quietly. When THIS disappeared without a sound, the uncle said that he saw THIS here for the second time. We made the decision that it was a gray-haired butt of a moose or red deer, but why did it move so quickly and without sound?
My uncle grew up and spent his whole life in timber industry enterprises. Communication with the forest, Buryats, Evens gave its imprint. He skillfully caught fish, hunted animals, believed in talismans, spirits, gods, forest evil. Always doing something before entering the forest, always feeding the spirit of the meadow, path, river.
I also try to follow these rules, but once I did not feed the undead on Lake Babha and all night long some creature scared me, breathing loudly and sniffing the air. And initially she tried to get me through the wall of the tent, AWESOME! In the morning I did not find any traces, although it was running over the water and over the bushes. Probably there was a bear, there are enough of them, but I did not find any traces.
Farther. There is such a village in the Ekhirit-Bulagat region, across the river from the village of Baitog. There lightning can shine all night like a strobe at maximum frequency. It happens during the day on cloudy days everything turns red from the incomprehensible refraction of the sun and, moreover, in the complete absence of shadow. Although yes, the places there are prayed for by shamans.
And while serving in the army in Mongolia, I more than once observed glow on the horizon, which then came off and swept like a rainbow across the night sky. But this did not surprise me, the army did.
Author: Sergey D.