Bridge of Friendship - Day 4: The first foundation 
While in the background, the foundation of the north pylon is aligned, the little bark peeled from a stem Tanya.
A Strigun beetle sunning itself on a discarded jacket.
08:07:06: The day started like the day before. Awakening of the force required a lot of emphasis. It was a Saturday. We had agreed to take our first two days off if we had a visible part of the work done. This should be the completion of both foundations.
In the course of time, was out a division of labor, on the one hand, was perfect because of time constraints, on the other hand, the part of the more demanding work and the other part of the stupid work had to be given. Above all, the girls were peeling bark of the tree trunks hauled sand and gravel for filling, and plaiting the rope loops.
Egor and Sasha were the force Meier. They cut down trees, dragged them out of the woods, or lifted out of the pits. Christian was specialized in highly challenging work, conducted at and discussed with me the problems and solutions. Regina managed the camp, where you take turns every day someone else was assigned as a kitchen hand.
I was constantly torn between the supervising and directing, but also the work I had to run himself, Oliver was an assistant very helpful. Relief work, without which it would not have continued, he completed reliably.
At the end of the day was also the second base and finished the first and the mast support structure was established. Thus we would treat the first two days off may. But since we have less than five working days had completed the piece, I suggested to work another day and to provide a support structure ready. The other expenses could be much better then estimate - was my reasoning. With more or less enthusiastically accepted the proposal.
The first posts of the north pylon is in the sunset.
Sunset - The red fireball sinking behind the ridge of the Baikal Mountains on the western shore of the lake.
I felt that not all equally developed an enthusiasm for the project. Presumably, the majority of the result is not really imagine, and at the same time quite tightly specified workflows not really enthusiastic. Especially with the great Tanya, who was indeed appointed as a brigade leader, the doubts were obvious. A non-dangerous development if a responsible person enters into an apparent conflict with another charge. However, they had no alternative solutions for the project so that it remained at a more or less obviously ostentatious weariness.
Even Oliver did not escape these feelings. The view was also clear that he disapproved of the role played by Olga increasingly occupied. Losing interest in the project was obvious. She seemed to have their own ideas about how they would spend the time. But still I did not comment to me, although I also expect a somewhat their model and motivating presence of at least second oldest in the squad would have.
The nightly visit to the hot springs we relaxed in the hot water back on something and the sight of the first post in the sunset, without the hustle and bustle created a feeling that we would do it. The evening was calm at the abandoned construction site against the backdrop of a magnificent sunset, even a little scary romantic.
Bridge of Friendship - Day 3: Start Work 
explanation of the construction of a model with the help of sticks in the sand.
During the lunch break we needed to run a few hundred yards along the beach, to get to the covered lunch.
evening relaxation was announced in the dunes.
07:07:06: The day started how to start from now, every working day would be, namely the fact that Regina and I got up, lighted a fire, touched down water for tea and kasha and about at eight clock the rest of the troops aroused. Dar table was already covered. About nine the breakfast was finished and up on the kitchen service was moving the troops to the construction site.
Now began the real challenge. Which consisted of all to deal simultaneously. I had no idea how difficult it still should be, for scarcely a, oh what was, no one at a professional for such work, and hardly anyone had covered the project in detail. To my great happiness, Christian proved to be huge help in directing other for a variety of work, a true co-supervisor.
to illustrate how the work to look over the dates distributed and as tight but the planning, given the limited time, I recommend my presentation Bridge Building Story . But as challenging as the task of technically and technologically well might be, it was far from being all there was to overcome challenges.
The hardest part for me was always, the various necessary works to be distributed widely and can be performed in parallel. It is a real challenge, a group of young people here to guide and motivate permanent and I believe I am that challenge only partially lived up to.
Before we went to the building site, I explained the design using a mini model of small woods, which I broke me out of branches. In the sand next to our picnic Lounge I built on the bridge model and tried to explain the construction phases. At first seemed only Christian to truly grasp what I said.
rinse the dishes in the kitchen duty at the dock.
The tents of our camp were scattered in the heath-like taiga between the trees.
But to the dunes, from where was this photo, there were only a few steps.
On this first real working day, we leveled the plots for both foundations, worried right tree trunks for basic and cross beams, they peeled and cut deal the tribes for the first foundation. After adapting and coping, we finished the first working day of the completion of the first foundation.
The good thing about this project was that there were no long distances. for lunch we could always leave quickly to go to camp there and entertain us from the kitchen. We had again agreed that Regina leads the regiment as the stocks and the kitchen and you make each day a changing kitchen assistant will be assigned. that day it was Masha. Ultimately, the kitchen has
service the longest working day of all. While going about the others already on leisure activities such as badminton in the sand dunes, was on duty yet announced wash dishes.
But the hot springs were finally all together.
Bridge of Friendship - Day 2: A day for the Bridge of infrastructure 
Lounge The picnic is taking shape, the tarp is stretched.
The first common meal in our picnic Lounge.
Christian and John, the construction of the bridge.
06:07:06: The second day went on it again on the development of infrastructure. As a result, we had a cooking area with seating rotary, a new mine with an (existing) dunny-shed, a picnic lounge with Tarp over-voltage.
Our camping site was chosen really nice, but they had one major drawback - a Bach was not able to nearby. So we had to take the water from the Baikal, in which waves would not be easy. Therefore, we have built with substantial guidance from Christian one web for fetching water.
This bridge had a further advantage. Flourished since that time the cedars, the yellow pollen was collected and everywhere on the water of Lake Baikal, especially on the drift line of the waves the shore. By the web now you could draw further out of clear water, without need to get into the water.
With all the work we were able to make use of old boards of the remains of some wooden crates, which presumably left from previous camps in these dunes were.
The cooker was a particularly important institution. We ensured a safe distance between the fire and the combustible environment. Finally, the vegetation was very dry at the time. A circumferential bank, allowed all sitting fairly comfortably to the fire.
A site inspection of our future construction site was also held on that day. We made some measurements and determined the location of the two foundations. Tomorrow should start properly.
Soon, stopped the first curious visitors. Later, the chipmunks would almost be a pest.
sit after the evening visiting the hot springs Oliver and me at sunset in front of the little shop. can
end the day in their own way - especially romantic it is of course a campfire.
soon it is a the first curious visitors. There were chipmunks - Burunduk called in Russian - which is apparently interested in our culinary skills. Of course, we found the positive variable cute little animals and already gave them one or two bites. maybe that was a mistake, because the number of squirrels and their familiarity should stiff from day to day . Increase
After our day's work, we used of course the possibility of relaxing in the hot springs. The way a few hundred meters to the sources, we would go from now on, every night. However, a different experience - more of a nuisance - we would now haunt allabentlich: swarms of blood-sucking mosquitoes.
The path to the sources led by the few buildings of the sanatorium Khakusy, as it was a small little shop, where we supplied ourselves with little things on the way back. On the bench before the shops with a view of Lake Baikal, we enjoyed the sunset over the western shore of the lake. Then we could end the evening campfire.
