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Purchase products and the bay full tank and two cans of diesel, we are going to Zaonezhie. We go a little more than a hundred kilometers, but the road - a real ice, so move slowly.



And then it began a real snow storm! Having consulted in advance with the owners of the house, turn off the main highway on an inconspicuous primer on which to go to the village about 30 kilometers. Mobile loses the signal.



Heavy snowfall cover their tracks for 15-20 minutes. The feeling that this road for a long time no one went, but on the phone told us that on the eve of the village drove the UAZ.



Chapel of Holy Spirit, built around 1870. The miracle is not passed by.



Open the door, go inside. On the windowsill take candles, leave some money.



Outside, heavy snow and wind storms, and in so easily and calmly. And the silence - just us and the crackle of candles ...



The phone came one notch communications. We talk on the phone with the owner of the house Alexander. He promises to come out to meet us with a flashlight. Well, the photograph - which is about going on the street at this time ...



Passing on the Seine and marvel never stuck, we climb a small hill where there is a guest house.



Tell and show us everything, Alexander and his wife went to him. Well, we finally ended up in this wooden house in the heart of Karelia!



All the necessities of life there. And in general, everything inside was very clean, tidy and comfortable - is immediately obvious that the owners love and watch your home!



We distribute firewood into the stove so that it is as much buzzed!



Hot sandwiches with cheese and a martini perfectly combined! After dinner, we went to sleep.



In the morning we woke up from what the house was Dubakov. Not only is the street about -20, so I forgot to close the damper chimney (yes, I am), and pull the air all night remove heat from the house. Julia refused vylazit out of bed until I melted two stoves and a little warmed room.



After breakfast, go to the neighboring village of Crow Island, which houses as many as three chapels. The first was the chapel of the Beheading of St. John the Baptist, the exact date of construction is unknown, between about 1700 and 1800 years.



The chapel was open. We went inside and lit candles.



According to an old creaky stairs, you can climb the tower.



In the distance, Lake Onega. In the summer, probably here at all amazing!



Solar panels and wind turbine for electricity production.



Two hundred meters from the coast located Crow Island, which gave the name of the village. He himself was so named because in the past there lived a flock of crows (do not know, as it is now). If you look closely, you can see that there are two chapels - we are there!



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