logbook - 10th day
Today is the final day of our little adventure. The thousands kilometers of snow, cold and struggle to keep our truck, no, our moving home, is behind us. But still, let me tell you something.
It isn't cold or other hardships what we will remember from this trip, but the feeling of trust, friendsip and accomplishment. Our travel was a bit troublesome and, frankly, reckless. Every day prepared for us some new challenges, tiny or big. And you know what, we beat them all.
And I'm feeling a bit philosophical (thanks to malck, clancynorthwind and some others who shared their thoughts with me during the course of travel). So bear with my ramblings a little, or just see the photos.
On every log page I wrote "stress level of the crew - absolute zero", and that wasn't bluff. Yes, we have some stressfull moments, but it all passed very quickly. I think it's the nature of such travels, when you live by your own struggle and struggles of few close friends.
There are nobody to blame here, nobody to moan. Nobody owes you nothing, your complaints have no meaning there. You either do everything you can to survive and go forward, or you stays where you are, alone and in the deadly cold. Your engine stuck because of some bastard at refueling station, well, maybe you could sue him. But it won't get you out of where you are right now, in the cold without means to go forward or sometimes heat yourself. So your only way is to do what you must to repair it, no other options, no complaints, no regrets. Just do what you must and you will win. Rawr!
This kind of thoughts, primal, animal-like, leave no place for doubts and other complex existential things. So you really at peace inside, inner tranquility of struggle to survive, and as you continue to beat the odds this feeling grew, and you don't need to be a tibet monk to feel like buddha.
Purrs and whiskers, my dear readers, purrs and whiskers.
The temperature outside is -15 degree celsius;
temperature inside living space of our truck is +19 celsius;
temperature inside truck cabin is +5 celsius;
local time zone - GMT+9 (Moscow standart time +5);
stress level of the crew - absolute zero;
10 meters to our destination.
And now the photos:
It isn't cold or other hardships what we will remember from this trip, but the feeling of trust, friendsip and accomplishment. Our travel was a bit troublesome and, frankly, reckless. Every day prepared for us some new challenges, tiny or big. And you know what, we beat them all.
And I'm feeling a bit philosophical (thanks to malck, clancynorthwind and some others who shared their thoughts with me during the course of travel). So bear with my ramblings a little, or just see the photos.
On every log page I wrote "stress level of the crew - absolute zero", and that wasn't bluff. Yes, we have some stressfull moments, but it all passed very quickly. I think it's the nature of such travels, when you live by your own struggle and struggles of few close friends.
There are nobody to blame here, nobody to moan. Nobody owes you nothing, your complaints have no meaning there. You either do everything you can to survive and go forward, or you stays where you are, alone and in the deadly cold. Your engine stuck because of some bastard at refueling station, well, maybe you could sue him. But it won't get you out of where you are right now, in the cold without means to go forward or sometimes heat yourself. So your only way is to do what you must to repair it, no other options, no complaints, no regrets. Just do what you must and you will win. Rawr!
This kind of thoughts, primal, animal-like, leave no place for doubts and other complex existential things. So you really at peace inside, inner tranquility of struggle to survive, and as you continue to beat the odds this feeling grew, and you don't need to be a tibet monk to feel like buddha.
Purrs and whiskers, my dear readers, purrs and whiskers.
The temperature outside is -15 degree celsius;
temperature inside living space of our truck is +19 celsius;
temperature inside truck cabin is +5 celsius;
local time zone - GMT+9 (Moscow standart time +5);
stress level of the crew - absolute zero;
10 meters to our destination.
And now the photos:
