This is about last weekend, now with pics. I posted the tracks earlier.
This is the view from the bird watching tower.
We saw a crazy number of storks, like 20 of them. I only snapped this one because the kid's head is sticking out.
There was a sign for "Some-Church-Or-Other" here, and we turned to check it out just in case.
Here's this masterpiece of brick architecture:
Now, the Aglona Basilica is a different story.
We pitched our tent on the grounds of the www.malvines.lv guesthouse. The owner was right there with his family at the time, his name is Jāzeps. The name is roughly the equivalent of the Russian "Yegor", way too hardcore for my taste.
They charged 4 lats for the tent, another 2 for firewood and 5 for the boat. Not exactly pennies, of course, but at least the firewood and boat hit the spot. In the middle of Lake Cīrīšs, which you can see in the picture, there's a trail. It was built by my favorite state organization, Latvijas valsts meži. The trail is excellent — the only one I've seen better so far is the trail in Pilskalnes Siguldiņa.
The lens was dirty, hence the pics look like this.
This is me in an Integral Designs membrane jacket. The jacket is awesome, although a hood adjuster wouldn't hurt.
A trail with plaques — first time I'm seeing this. Unfortunately, the mosquitoes were horrendous, and I barely had time to read anything. Plus, reading in Latvian when you're tired is tough. Don't forget, by that time we'd ridden 60 km (partly on gravel roads), rowed half a kilometer on the boat, and still had a half-hour walk along the trail, dodging giant mosquitoes.
They clearly maintain and clear the trail, just not always quickly.
This is actually the coolest place I've seen in nature in Latvia lately. It's hard to see here, but the boardwalk goes across a swamp — a very cool feeling. Almost like rails across a lake.
The Spirited Away anime:
And here's where Miyazaki nicked the idea from (clickable).
Here we're already back, and I'm grilling sausages. I'm not going to buy meat products like this anymore: there's so much MSG and salt in them that they're completely tasteless. I've been eating natural food for a few months now and have lost the habit of this much salt and fat. We actually had a really hard time lighting the fire, by the way — lack of experience. I'll probably just cheat and buy storm matches.
Next morning:
Punk only hauls the tent himself, uses my jacket, and I'm the one hauling the grub too. Freeloader.
There's enough room at "Malvine" for twenty tents, if not a hundred. They have cabins too, 10 lats per person.
This is where we saw a sign for "King's Mountain" and turned. Someone had told me about this place, but I hadn't been there before.
King's Mountain turned out to be the kingdom of heaven. Consequently, all these statues aren't pagan idols, as one might initially think, but biblical characters.
Adam and Eve, for instance
These are the apostles
The trumpet of Jericho?
Moses and the Ten Commandments.
Having looked at the wooden beauties, we rolled on.
This is an Old Believers' church, there was a tourist sign pointing to it. It's closed and not in use, which is understandable: there are barely any people around, and tourists most likely don't give a damn.
Someone must walk here though, since there are boards laid over the mud. Granted, one of them has rotted through.
This was us riding in circles for a long time, but finally made it to a lake with a beach and took a dip. The water was cold, but at least it looks pretty.