It’s been several days of my attempts to write a post about our meeting with Barque Sedov. All of them failed. Just oh and ah and an idiotic dreamy smile. Guys, it’s impossible to describe it, you should see it yourself. Hold the wheel, walk along the deck, feel awesome about the incredible number of sails and, hence, all kinds of ropes aboard, climb the rope ladders. Four unforgettable days. Morning. Our first meeting with Sedov at sea.
We are so small compared to it.
Sedov is given the best place in the port, on the central quay.
We settled nearby, right under the bowsprit.
Before an excursion to the boat, we need to freshen up.
Oh, those seamen!
After that, Lena’s brain switched off (which is natural and excusable. I should say so! One hundred and fifty handsome men) and it was me who had to finish the post.
The following text is written by Andrey.
Frankly speaking, I’m in a difficult situation – compared to the masterpieces of Valery Vasilevsky, all our pictures seem lifeless and plain. If you wanna get a real impression of this beautiful ship, purchase his book “Sedov.” It’s an album with the finest pictures of the sailing vessel.
However, a bit of pictures taken by us.
There’s a festival at night.
Swimming in the morning.
Then re-anchoring under the board and complex maintenance works.
The days flew in a blink and …. goodbye, Sedov!