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Polar day in Murmansk
Writes Sergey Dolya:
In Murmansk the morning. The sun streaming through the curtains sparse and does not sleep. Thanks to Eugene Kaspersky, who provided me with a whole set of cloth points of the planes. Lying on the bed, I try on each in turn - to choose the most convenient.
Today is the last night in civilization, and tomorrow afternoon I leave to the North Pole. I send you a farewell tweet from the deck of our most powerful icebreaker "50 Years of Victory».
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"Murmansk Night" or "severe Arctic»
Red Spot distance - this is our icebreaker:
The sun is often hidden behind the clouds, and the whole landscape acquired cold steel shade:
The town stretches along the bay. The sea here somewhere 30 kilometers:
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Monument to the sailors who died in peacetime. It's part of the submarine Kursk cutting, which raised from the sea floor:
The locals call it "Alyosha»:
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Playground behind the barbed wire. A bit eerie sight:
And a couple of photos of the night:
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In Murmansk the morning. The sun streaming through the curtains sparse and does not sleep. Thanks to Eugene Kaspersky, who provided me with a whole set of cloth points of the planes. Lying on the bed, I try on each in turn - to choose the most convenient.
Today is the last night in civilization, and tomorrow afternoon I leave to the North Pole. I send you a farewell tweet from the deck of our most powerful icebreaker "50 Years of Victory».
15 photos
"Murmansk Night" or "severe Arctic»
Red Spot distance - this is our icebreaker:
The sun is often hidden behind the clouds, and the whole landscape acquired cold steel shade:
The town stretches along the bay. The sea here somewhere 30 kilometers:
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07
08
Monument to the sailors who died in peacetime. It's part of the submarine Kursk cutting, which raised from the sea floor:
The locals call it "Alyosha»:
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12
Playground behind the barbed wire. A bit eerie sight:
And a couple of photos of the night:
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