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Путь домой продолжится!

Получив под ногами не только твердую почву, но и широкополосный Интернет я, как наверное и все участники Kon-Tiki II, погрузился на этот раз в другой океан - социальных сетей и Интернета. Ох, сколько тут всего состоялось... Читать далее...

Каждому герою - свой доктор Ватсон

Приветствую, друзья! Да, да, не забыл и не бросил, и уж точно не потерял желания делиться коротенькими постами-мыслями, как и что происходит в экспедиции Kon-Tiki II. Теперь, уже с земли... 

Подозреваю, что многие, кто следил за развитием событий уже знают, что «убийца в этом фильме... шофер», и экспедиция завершилась. Однако, лучший рассказчик и биограф – это несомненно врач. Ведь врачи по своему профессиональному признанию и так ведут биографии своих пациентов. Тщательно и скрупулёзно собирая анамнез, они пишут биографии сердцу и почкам, печени и легким, мозгу и мышцам - в скором времени, это входит в их привычку - так жить. Я - не исключение. Читать далее...

От Пасхи к Пасхе

Да, друзья, завтра будет 10 недель, как наши два плота вышли с острова Пасхи и по сей день пытаются идти на восток, к берегу Южной Америки. В очередной раз откладывается финиш экспедиции, и, понимание, что мы придем в Чили только к празднованию Пасхи, основано на нашей вере в божественную природу этого праздника.

В одном фильме (не помню в каком) говорилось, что реальность - это то, во что ты веришь. Для современного мира, наполненного сверху до низу информацией во всевозможных форматах, я бы перефразировал эту фразу в «реально то, что ты видишь в Интернете». Идут две линии по карте Тихого океана - зеленая и красная. Это два плота международной экспедиции Кон-Тики 2, идут сложно и прерывисто, рисуя бесконечные петли вместо ожидаемой прямой линии - значит идёт экспедиция. Идут тексты и фотографии - значит продолжается работа, идут научные изыскания, общение, рыбалка для пропитания, исследования - кипит жизнь! И мы существуем. Мы есть в реальности людей, которые сидят в теплых домах и болеют, переживают и молятся за нас. Мы есть в новостях и передачах. Читать далее...

Третий пошёл!

А ведь не так давно это был первый... и, даже не месяц, а всего лишь день. Сначала, во время первых вахт, имели значение часы и даже минуты, а спустя короткое время уже недели.  Было интересно их считать, но понимание того, что уже пошёл третий месяц в океане волнует гораздо больше, чем жуткие секунды во время ревущего гейла и это заставляет, в очередной раз, сменить мерило времени. 

«Знаете, что мексиканцы говорят про Тихий океан? Говорят, что у него нет памяти. Там не существует ни прошлого ни будущего... Вот в каком месте, я бы и хотел состариться...»(Стивен Кинг, «Побег из Шоушенка»).

Так и нам, современникам, всё чаще надо куда то бежать - ведь мы уже практически ежедневно «опаздываем на важную встречу», хотим прожить эту жизнь побыстрее, подменив, тем самым, красочную полноту её неспешного хода - мнимой стремительностью смены череды картинок. Мы в плену времени, мы его заложники. Точно такие же, как и наш плот «застрявший» в географической клетке, теперь уже образованной 42 градусом южной широты и 97 градусом западной долготы и в данный момент всеми силами пытающийся вырваться из полосы разрушительного гейла. При этом, нам во что бы то ни стало, денно и нощно, необходимо именно в 33 градус южной широты и 72 градус западной долготы, только и всего-то. Но ветер переменчив, течения не стабильны, второй день гейл пятиметровыми волнами «лижет» нам корму, до берега 1300 морских миль или 2500 километров, плот с разрушенной палубой не имеет мотора, кончается еда и вода (осталось на пару недель), да ещё и эта история с инками, которые на таких же плотах и этим же маршрутом ходили несколько веков назад, давит на самолюбие...Читать далее...

Корабль к празднику

Вот уж точно, канун этого 8 марта я запомню на всю жизнь. И не потому, друзья, что мы - те, кто мечтали о сильном ветре, сейчас, что есть парусов и желаний улепётываем от сильнейшего гейла, который буквально "лижет" своими порывами ветра нашу корму. Мы идём по краю циклона и мечтаем, чтобы он нас не затянул в свой круговорот и отбросил снова на северо-запад. Судя по прогнозу, если мы не выберемся из него окончательно, то в среду нас ждёт шквальный ветер и 7-метровые волны на протяжении пяти последовательных дней... Одним словом - сороковые! Хотели - получите! :) Читать далее...

 

Поток голодного сознания

Не ветровую мелочь, а настоящие океанские, километровые по ширине, волны, рожденные среди айсбергов и вечных льдов, довелось нам не только увидеть, но и прочувствовать всю их исполинскую мощь. Проходя под плотом они заставляют подпрыгнуть всё, что есть на палубе и в хижине, включая тех, кто спит и тех, кто несёт вахту. В такие моменты всё, что плохо лежит - не твое. Накануне, чуть не потерял вязанную шапку, так подумал, ну вот и всё, замёрзну, но стану настоящим инком. Как же они выживали без теплой одежды, когда пересекали Тихий океан в восточном направлении? Пока для меня это большой вопрос. Арктический ветер, за прошедшую ночь уронивший температуру воздуха на 5 градусов и продувающий насквозь хижину и спальники, заставил надеть на себя все имеющиеся у нас вещи. Ночные вахты стали уроками выживания в условиях тотальной влажности, качки, ударов волн со всех сторон, холода и ветра.Читать далее...

Про подушку

Как Юпитер с Луной встретились, птицы стали летать парами. К чему бы это, что за романтизм? Может это весна или точнее... осень? Да, друзья, 29 февраля - последний день тихоокеанского лета. И без того оно, не особо жаркое в Южном полушарии, завтра сменится плаксивой осенью, пойдут дожди, ветра и всё такое, жаль, что опавших листьев не найти. Хотя, уже всё давно стало мокро, не только потому что идет дождь, а потому что мокрый воздух проник до самых уголков души, даже туда, где живет печаль. Читать далее...

Чудо чудное

Иной раз, проснёшься с первыми лучами солнца, среди звуков хлюпающей воды да скрипа бревен, и невольно спросишь себя, куда же меня занесло, где же это я? Такое ощущение, что мы никогда не выберемся из этой безграничности окружающего нас океана и обречены вечно болтаться на нашем плоту среди волн и редких птиц...
В этот момент, дабы не спятить, лучше не ждать-размышлять, а сразу бежать к навигационному компьютеру. Информация, что не покидая 40-й градус южной широты, мы уже в 102 градусе западной долготы, а значит ближе к дому, успокаивает расшалившиеся за 52 дня в океане нервы. Остаётся- то всего ничего. Если по прямой, то 1550 морских миль (или 2900 километров) до Вальпараисо в Чили, а по кривой процентов на 30 дальше. Но мы идём при попутном ветре с той же самой скоростью 2 узла и всё более наш путь становится стабильным или, что вероятнее, мы стали привыкать к окружающему, в том числе, происходящим вокруг нас чудесам. Читать далее...

Гости, не надоели ли вам хозяева?

Полнолуние в Тихом океане – это, конечно, невероятное зрелище, друзья, описать которое на словах очень трудно. Среди кромешной темноты, созданной всматривающимися в свое отражение тяжелыми, напившимися и разбухшими от воды, черными облаками. Вдруг, столб ледяного света кольнёт глаз, а потом и самое сердце, заставляя замереть на месте. Убедившись, что привлёк внимание, рассыплется по поверхности воды искристым пятном размером с футбольное поле и начнёт хаотично бегать словно луч невидимого прожектора. Неожиданно исчезнув, проявится в вышине радужным кольцом, окружив огромный лунный диск, а в следующий миг зальёт своим иссиня-белым светом всё вокруг будто днём. Читать далее...

Оранжевый парус Живой параллели

Дорогой Учитель и Друг, глубокоуважаемый Андрей Георгиевич!

Как же, всё-таки, удивителен окружающий нас мир. Вы, надеюсь, дома, в кругу близких и друзей, а я на другом конце земного шара и у меня есть возможность поздравить Вас с Днём рождения!

Здесь, в сороковых ревущих широтах Тихого океана, откуда я пишу эти строки, поверьте, очень холодно, ветрено и мокро, а иногда, признаюсь, даже страшно. Но не опасное не развивает, ведь так?

В такие моменты меня согревает и делает сильнее... однажды повязанный Вами оранжевый платочек - неотъемлемый символ одного из Ваших проектов - Живая Параллель, за 10 лет объединившая множество путешественников, исследователей, философов, ученых и романтиков в изучении закономерностей развития и ставшая кладезю общих воспоминаний. Читать далее...

Друг или раб?

Накануне понятного только россиянам праздника 23 февраля, наш плот Раити Тан с международной командой из семи человек, находясь на 40-м градусе южной широты, движимый попутным западным ветром и нашим искренним желанием быть ближе к дому, в своём стремлении на восток и к берегу южной Америки, преодолел отметку в 105 градусов западной долготы. Несложный расчёт позволяет сделать вывод о том, что за час мы проходим 2.3 минуты одного градуса долготы, а впереди ещё 33 таких градуса по 60 минут в каждом. Стало быть, почти 2000 минут долготы, и если двигаться с той же самой скоростью в 2.5 узла, то примерно через 5 недель мы увидим материк. :) Читать далее...

 

Must keep my promise!

A disciple of the school of Pythagoras couldn’t get out of bed until he recalled his entire previous day.

My friends, we are at the latitude of 40 degrees!  I must be honest: it is called Roaring Forties for a reason.  If at first the ocean talked to us, played with us, kept silent, joked around, showed us things as if it were a hospitable host conducting a tour of its house; now however, it, calm and majestic as a lion, roars discontentedly, awakened by the winds and unexpected guests.

For the fist time since the times of ancient Incas and in the modern history of mankind two primitive rafts named Tupac Yapanqui and Rahiti Tane made of balsa tree and built using the blueprints found on the cite of an archaeological dig in Peru crossed the latitude of 40 degrees South at 7 AM (GMT+5) on the 18th of February 2016. Read more...

Сны и мечты

Вот мы и в сороковых, - приливом остатков сил отозвалось на новость измученное вахтами, неудобным положением во время короткого сна и недостатком калорий, тело. Теперь чувствуешь не только каждую мышцу, а скорее каждую клеточку, но ощущения эти новые, а потому и интересные - ведь несмотря на все трудности, мы первый в мире плот, который пересёк сороковую южную широту! Впервые за всю современную историю, естественно не считая переходы древних инков, которые и суждено нам доказать. Читать далее...

 

Верните меня на Rahiti

Ещё раннее утреннее солнце не успело подтвердить прогноз погоды о ясном дне, флюгер по-прежнему не сдавался перемене ветра и пронизывающий ветер с легкостью проникал сквозь три слоя одежды, напоминая, что мы на расстоянии всего лишь в полторы тысячи километров от вечных арктических льдов и айсбергов, а я уже был собран и готов к возвращению на Рахити Тане. 

На востоке обозначилась мачта без паруса словно булавка со шляпкой воткнутая в карту расцвеченного утренним солнцем неба. И надо же, именно на востоке показался родной плот, именно там куда устремлены все взоры и мечты участников экспедиции Кон-Тики2, да и для меня, признаться откровенно, часа не проходит, чтоб не взглянуть в родную сторонку, которая, к сожалению, ничем пока не отличается в безграничном однообразии окружающего океана. Читать далее...

Чем спасаться будем?

Как же много раз за последний год меня спрашивали о средствах спасения и способах выживания в океане на плоту с различными ранами и травмами, да и просто с неожиданностями, которые нельзя предусмотреть, но которые всегда рядом и проявляют себя в точном соответствии со своим названием - неожиданно.

Четвёртый день моего океанического плена на дружеском плоту Тупак Юпанки, куда я был приглашён лидером экспедиции для оказания им медицинской помощи, подарил нам очередной гейл. Уже второй в моей жизни. Несмотря на то, что этот оказался слабее предыдущего, о котором я писал ранее, он, как и все неожиданные явления в нашей жизни, уникален тем, что 5-6 метровые волны накатывают на плот с одной стороны, а ветер в 35 узлов налетает с другой. Читать далее...

Герой дня

Что же такое ирония? Тонкая насмешка или странная случайность, а может курьёзное стечение обстоятельств, но так или иначе она может быть и счастливой. Целый день сегодня писал, поскольку высокие волны, сильный ветер (хоть и тянущий нас в нужном направлении на восток) и дождь не позволили мне переправиться на родной плот Рахити Тане, и я остался в плену у бальсового воплощения божества инков, каковым является плот Тупак Юпанки. Читать далее...

Другая культура

Хуже встречи Новогодних праздников вне родного дома, вне круга близких, может быть только вхождение в сороковые ревущие широты без своей, ставшей родной, команды плота Rahiti Tane...

Я второй день в гостях, друзья, на плоту Tupaq Yupanqui, куда лидер экспедиции Kon-Tiki II Торгейр Хиграфф позвал меня по ряду причин. Одна из них  - это то, что плота в экспедиции два, а доктор всё-таки один и нужна моя помощь, эх, жаль отпустили Бориса Романова с первой части экспедиции, а то бы мы с ним ещё и консилиум провели. К счастью, пациенты на плоту Tupaq Yupanqui не разнообразили медицинскую помощь, и моя работа ограничилась санацией небольших ран, перевязками, советами по обработке ссадин и потёртостей в условиях высокой влажности и контакта с морской водой. Читать далее...

Следы на воде

Называется, написать-то написал предыдущий пост, а о том, что родные и близкие его прочтут и заволнуются, не подумал.
Но спешу обрадовать, все молитвы и пожелания возымели силу и выдернули нас из загадочного места в океане, каковым является 37 градус южной широты, и теперь мы в 38 градусе и 40 минутах, идем со скоростью 2 узла при попутном ветре, строго на юг. Еда, из стаи дорад, идёт теперь вместе с нами, прямо за кормой, бросаясь даже на пустой крючок. Так что настроение соответствует путешествию и, как поёт Андрей Макаревич: "...тянет поговорить!" Читать далее...

Недетский разговор

Я всё пытаюсь вспомнить, где я слышал этот звук? В детстве, когда мама протянула раковину, чтобы я приставил её к уху, со словами: "послушай как шумит море!" Только теперь к этому звуку словно добавили Dolby surround, ощущение реальности прокатываемой под ногами тысячетонной волны и звуки речи на различных языках.
На плоту общения в избытке - здесь некое Вавилонское столпотворение - английский, норвежский, русский, испанский и шведский языки, язык жестов и мимики, эмоциональные крики на рыбалке, на вахте, когда поднимаешь разбухшую от воды гуару - сам того не замечаешь, как призываешь все слова из официальных и неофициальных словарей своего языка. Услышать далее...

 

Такие места

Есть такие места, друзья, которые пронизаны таинственностью, описаны легендами и отмечены в книгах событиями произошедшими в этих местах, а в нашей памяти рассказами о них. Природа их помечает разными удивительными явлениями, хоть на земле, хоть в бескрайнем океане. Так и 37 градус южной широты, в котором мы, друзья, застряли уже как целую неделю. Читать далее...

Hello, hello, my name’s Joe Monroe!

Captain’s birthday, my friends, is a big day. Any vessel, and especially a balsa raft, stuck in the calm in mid-Pacific in the 37th degree and 02 minutes of the south latitude and 111th degree and 08 minutes of the west longitude looks different due to the festive mood on this day. Read more...

Don’t let luck go

The dorado caught yesterday will be best remembered as the culinary delicacies: sashimi made by Liv, roast meat by Pedro, fish soup by Evgeny and absolutely delicious pieces of dorado in flour fried all over in caper berries sauce and something else by Lisa. This was made so politely and tactfully in relation to the caught fish that nobody even remembered the bloody drama of its being cleaned and split… As for the taste, it was beyond expression! Read more...

Self-possession is the other side of impetuosity!

Only patience and labor, patience and labor and also belief in the result and willpower to achieve it have helped me, my friends, catch the first fish. It has turned out to be a dorado 118 cm long weighing a little more than 10 kg! Read more...

Fishing based on the scientific approach

It is amazing how free the Ocean feels to play with us. Only 2 days ago the wind of 40 knots was tearing our sail and the 6-meter-high waves were warping the bamboo deck all over easily throwing boxes with the equipment weighing 400 kg round it. Besides, the hut looked as if a mixer had worked inside – all and everything had been turned upside down and soaked through, but we were hanging in there with all our physical strength and every minute tried to lend moral support to each other – aiming not to hurt by chance in the heat of passions given by the storm... Read more

Сrew spirit and medical results of the month

Oh, we were given hell last night, my friends, as my friend Rafik Khalitulin says. Yeah, we made another record as we covered79.4 nautical miles a day (147 km) not only southward but south-eastas well (and it means closer to home) but for what price!

The 40-knot wind transforming into the storm force 7 on the Beaufort scale and the 6-meter-high waves rushing into the hut at a 10 minute interval to check up whether we have any more dry things left and having found out we have none, in an instant take away all the unfixed things on the deck in revenge as if fulfilling the command of the Ocean… Competing in speed with the waves, the wind has torn the parrel (it is a very important thing which secures the sail to the mast right in the center thus transmitting the wind force to the latter) despite the fact that yesterday we reefed it two points (tightened from below to release the excess of the wind), and it had to honor the wind running wild with its humbly raised canvas. Read more...

The cost of the matter

At that very moment when I am writing these lines a huge wave has rushed into our bamboo hut flooding one third of it together with us, sweeping the bottles of water which are on its way, having lifted one by one the boxes with foodstuff which we sleep on half a meter high and immediately as if saying sorry has faded away through the logs of the floor back into the ocean leaving us at a complete wet loss.  It has been the cost paid for the speed on way home, my friends! Read more...

The Pacific fiction

They say that people read books when they can’t travel. Indeed, it is a book that makes you feel, sitting on the sofa at home, for example, the motions the Rahiti Tane raft with its crew felt when for the first time in history crossing the Pacific Ocean in 1947. Or feel the stiff volcanic ground of Easter Island under feet travelling through the pages of the book Aku-Aku together with the archeologists. A book is one of the safest and fastest journeys. By the way, a few words about our journey.

The piercing north-west wind of 13 knots is blowing away the supposed 27 degrees above zero which the sun is trying to give though in vein to our bodies (here with genuine delight) in the 36th degree of the south latitude! Now we are dressed all the time and during the break between the watches we have to get into the hut under the wet but still warm woolen blanket or being dressed like a cabbage drag ourselves out from the hut soaked through into the wind and… read! Read more...

Think of death while alive

An old marine wisdom says that “the distance between life and death in the ocean is equal to the thickness of a ship plank”. And we have no planks at all, just the balsa logs which are constantly half underwater…

We are at the 35th degree of the south latitude, my friends. Despite the fact that our sail still suggests going westward having drawn us to the 113th degree of the west longitude it has come to an understanding that should we enter roaring fortieth latitudes nobody will listen to its appeals anymore and it will have to obey the world history of the fabulous shipping route forwarding our raft eastward. Read more...

Groundhog day

The 2nd of February and the 28th day of sailing in the ocean were marked with the sky which like a gigantic sewing machine pierced with its needle-rainbow the thick cloth of clouds lying on the water trying to sew them and the oceanic cover together. Only God knows what it looks like from above as well as what our next day will bring round and what will happen to the whole expedition. Read more...

Say cheese!

It follows from the previous post that there was a storm, my friends, but it… faded away! And only shearwaters either alone or in pairs remind us that everything is going to come back like it was last time when the storm didn’t pass off or slightly shave the raft as we were dreaming of, but showed in all its glory.

Sliding down between six-meter-high waves which were rising from the oceanic depth like mountains, surrounding from all the sides and drawing the raft inside just like a vent of eruption, I’ve many times thought of… no, not of death but of its (the raft’s) buoyancy. And every time it’s been proved by the raft’s constant ability to reach the crest of the highest wave. Read more...                                                                              

The m-m-m-main thing is not to be afraid!

It’s clear that there’s a threat of a storm, but still the shot of the day will be the one that shows our reaching the 34th degree of the south latitude! Wahey! Read more...

Filming of the performance is forbidden!

“What is the use of a book without pictures, only boring letters”- Alice from Wonderland by Lewis Carroll thought … The wind suddenly risen didn’t make the watch-keepers be long in waking all the crew up and in the middle of the night we running out to the deck wearing whatever we felt like (but beyond question wearing lifejackets) not so much in revenge as with joy woke up our sail, too. Read more...

Island of life

When the forces of Nature die out for a moment in their constant confrontation even inanimate objects come to life onboard our Rahiti Tane raft. Assuming their own significance and gaining some part in our life they become our assistants as well as friends who you take care of and none the less appreciate. I’ll write about all of them in order not to forget a single one but it’s absolutely true that I’ve made two more dearest friends: it is a cup of hot tea prepared of Sagan Dyle herb which I got acquainted with while being ashore by my friend and my colleague Elmira Satardinova from Irkutsk, and my diary in which I’ve made another entry: Read more...

The Inca lifestyle

It is well-known that our raft Rahiti Tane is named after the Inca god. The latter thought that time is the main resource of a harmonious personality and insisted on its dividing into 3 equal parts:

- work (for oneself and for the community),

- development (all the actions aiming at accumulating knowledge)

- love (what is more, giving birth to children was considered to be not an individual weal but a public one. Read more...

The 33th degree, where on earth is the fish?

Having reached the 33th degree of the south latitude on the 3-meter-high waves and having been tired of salivating at reading the book “Kon-Tiki” by Thor Heyerdahl in which he writes about abundance of fish we have turned all our pep and gumption to catch some. Read more...

Quick, wet and easy

Making forecast is a thankless job, my friends. I’m talking not only about the weather but rather about our expectations of the weather forecast. Just a week ago we complained of the absence of the right wind and of the anomalies nevertheless standing all the natural extraordinary occurrences. But as soon as we obtained the right wind the human nature forwarded our vision straight ahead and we suddenly realized that everything in our lives had worked out well, and we at once began making plans some way living our lives in the future. What would it be like in the thirties? And in the forties? After producing some reasons and arguments we came to the conclusion that it would be quick, wet and easy! And we continued our journey with these expectations. Read more...

Shearwater! What gives?

With the first rays of the rising sun it became clear why shearwaters (sometimes a couple of them) had been making circles above the raft the day before. The picture of the deck ruined by the night waves and a tremendous mess not typical for our raft burst upon the eye. Read more...

We know not what is good…

For me, born in Siberia, the words: “We are going south!” – have always been associated with warmth, sun, sun-tan and loafing. And here there’s such an irony, the further we go to the south, the fewer sunny days and bright photos we have, the more work we have with guara boards and sail, and a washed T-shirt, which has already been drying since yesterday, might never be dry. Apparently as a reward for our patience and will-to-win spirit the wind has changed once again and having become more northern has added pep to our sail. Now we are sailing at a speed of 2.4 knots in the right south-east direction covering 50 and more nautical miles per day. The night shade with thunderstorm clouds lowering threateningly directly above the mast top left no chances for the Moon to work as a lonely lantern and cast our raft into the darkness of the oceanic night. The rising stern wave has made Liv and me together with our marine compass move to the fore of the raft where we will keep watch in the wind now under the zooming with strain sail. And straight before our eyes there will be not a hut as before but the boundless ocean with the orienting points of the way home known only by our compass. Read more...

This amazing Liv

Last time being interrupted by the sound of the unwinding spinning reel I made a mad rush to it tightening my hand on the phone and being afraid of losing it as this is the only thread binding me to you. But the sound lavish with hope finally brought some disappointment – an empty hook, as well as the will to have the catch – all the bait was eaten!
I’ll go on. My talk with Liv Arnesen began during the night watch when we were crossing the 30th degree of the south latitude radiating smiles, embracing each other’s hearts and yelling “Jai Ho” taking no notice of the fact that it was getting much colder and the water both overboard and of the common fountain from under the floor in the hut was no longer bracing but more like fortifying. At such rate the day when I join the club of Tyumen ice swimmers is not far away:). Read more...

Horse latitudes

Being in the flow of dreamlike events seemed to be important I am afraid of letting those really worth covering slip through my fingers. Shall I write about how we are baking bread in the ocean or that we’ve eaten the last banana and tomato taken with us from Easter Island? Or, maybe, that we have caught no big fish yet, only tiddler jumps itself onto the fish hook making the bait amount bigger (possibly, for my watch of a “fisherman”)? It is all interesting, of course, and it is all eventful, but we are at 30 degree latitude, my friends! And I promised to make a brief retrospective journey into the history. Read more...

The depth of learning

The emptied day makes me wonder of what happened. When the whole crew using the strength of the hoist, the kevlar cable (thin as a match nevertheless resisting a load of dozens of tons) and our collective mind we submerged the deep-water equipment to the first trial half kilometer thus having made a “cut” of condition of the ocean environment and having recorded thousands of its parameters. Even more unbelievable than the matter under discussion were our plans for a deeper dive, all the more there were as many as 4.5 kilometers of distance underneath (or as the joke says, to the nearest land)! By the way, we have the cable just for three kilometers: there is always some place left for the unknown when exploring the depths. Read more...

Step

Now I would increasingly like to write not about how much distance we have covered but about how much is left to cover. And although we will have to sail 750 nautical miles, and these are approximately 1400 kilometers, to get to the cherished 40 degrees of latitude where everything will just start, and we are sailing 14 days behind the schedule, we are still in high spirits. Read more...

The cable of hope and confidence

The night, erasing the boundaries of difference between the sky and the ocean, changes for the morning and, one might as well say, for a new life. If the other world exists there are definitely no differences in it, and the continuous night erases the horizon as if with a rubber joining the previously divided sky and water into one whole darkness. Nevertheless we welcome a new morning and consequently a new life on our parcel of land, if one might call this way the 11 balsa logs tied up with the ropes and with a mast mounted in the center and a sail, where different exciting things happen as in real life. Read more...

Science requires silence

Where will the drift carry? To discoveries and brand-new knowledge, my friends! For two days by now our rafts have not belonged to us. Along with us they have been entirely possessed by the ocean currents where the swells the size of a small location are carrying us farther to Polynesia as though reminding us again of the great feat – crossing over the Pacific Ocean – accomplished by Thor Heyerdahl with the team of his like-minded fellows in the name of integrity of the human history. Read more...

First patient

Having sailed only 38 nautical miles westward (which is a disadvantageous direction for us) for the previous day and being still between 27 and 28 degrees of south latitude, the captains made a decision to dip the sails and heave to. 

The ocean weather forecast experts are writing about the abnormal zero west wind condition, and while the Weather was looking into this phenomenon our rafts came closer and the cameraman Evgeny Shtilj together with the scientist Pedro having taken the dinghy oared their way (made up their minds to get a little exercise ) to the Tupac raft. Meanwhile, there appeared the first patient on our raft!  Read more...                                                                                          

Sport, neighbors… beard

Sporting excitement and pre-start emotions passed long ago, but the taste of victory is still unforgettable. As soon as Captain Signe proposed a competition and threw down a challenge to me and Rasmus, how could a sporting person resist? Read more...
 

Under the manmade NEO-star

Wow, my dear friends! How many coincidences we have had today! First, we have repaired the top lantern and thus have added one more star to the night sky, a man-made star by the way. Second, we have passed about 240 nautical miles of the thorny way and this is the very number of my colleagues comprising the NEO-Clinic’s team. Third, in the comments field to one of the posts I have been asked something like where I am off to and what about the Clinic?

And, of course, like a starting gear this question has launched a train of thoughts which have swept over my consciousness already overfilled with events. Maybe there is something intimate, like a talisman, somewhere deep inside a seeking soul and it awaits such questions to see the most delicious and the most desired man-made things on the spherical dish with the first rays of sun which inexorably bites off large pieces of the star pie. Apparently, I have been waiting for this question that’s why I’ll give quite a short answer. Read more…

Routine and admiral

What an amazing creature a man is, after all, in his desire to gain something new: knowledge, welfare, emotions. Only a few days ago we were overexcited about all we had seen and about all that was happening , and today this is already a matter of routine. But the routine, in its turn, is also interesting if you make a story about it, isn’t it? Read more...

 

Memory fairway

Our families and friends are worried looking at the map and the track being made by our rafts, why on earth, they say, are you cruising around? Have you left anything on the island? Perhaps, the wind is coming from the wrong direction, isn’t it? Why have you drifted off the course? Or maybe, you’ve decided to warm up before the journey, haven’t you? Having finished my regular night watch, extremely stressful, I hasten to relieve your anxiety with an explaining injection-message:) Read more...

Dancing with the wind

One thing is to lose your own spoon and the other one is to accidently throw all the spoons overboard when washing them in the bucket. This story hasn’t happened actually, my friends, though it’s awful even to imagine it! You would think: what are spoons? But onboard the raft we have as many spoons as there are crew members. And it means that all the thoughts, decisions and actions are regarded not as “me” but as “us”.

Today we’ll talk about the watch, my dear friends. Every member of the expedition is a professional in something but the watch is the area of responsibility for everything and everybody! At a certain time of the day you are responsible for everything that is going on onboard the raft, and above all for whether the raft is carrying the whole team, exhausted by the raft rocking, tired of the night watch and now sleeping wet through inside the bamboo hut, to the point of destination – the coast of South America. But first things first…

So, what seems to be the problem?

My colleague has puzzled me with the question in his comment to one of my posts whether I’m ready to perform an amputation.

No, of course not, damn it! I do not want to be ready either for amputation or for diarrhea and cough and all the more to prepare the expedition members for this. I’d better have no work at all, or let the 80-kilogram cases with medications, instruments and equipment, including a portable ultrasound machine, be washed overboard with quick ocean water on the last day of the expedition, or let the leader of the Kon-Tiki 2 expedition Torgeir Higraff doubt in the need to have the doctors onboard (Boris Romanov and me). I’m ready for this, but the most important thing is that everybody enjoys good health! Read more...

Rubbish of life and favorable wind

What has happened today – I can’t figure out, but the sail hanging until now in the melancholic expectation came to life having been waken up by the first breath of the welcome wind. And having stretched its whole 100-square-meter body and arched its back intensely it got frozen having no wish to change its position though already slightly forgotten. Read more...

Spectacles are yet to come, but bread… comes first!

Having been taken prisoners by the ocean calm we’ve heaved aback and in 2 days managed to progress for only 6 nautical miles (about 11 km), but we are glad that at least we are moving in the right direction – to the south-east. Under the conditions of boundless space around us, but being deprived of the opportunity to control the freedom given to us we’ve decided to make the first bread. Read more...                                                

Mind calm

“But our sail – one thing that mattered – now is ripped to tatters… ” – it’s not for nothing that I’ve remembered the tune of Vysotsky’s song. Before hoisting our sail we found it torn in three places, that sometimes happens. Guess what, the night-time, the ocean, the sky studded with myriads of stars and … the raft with the tailors’ workshop on it. All the crew members were busy cutting and patching, that’s how we made half of the night pass. Read more...

Heroic deed on Christmas Eve

It’s all over, my friends, I won’t try your patience anymore, many people have said good-bye to us more than once wishing luck on our journey. At long last the wind has become favorably disposed to our expectations and the Chilean Armada following the example of the wind hasn’t objected to our rafts setting sail for the ocean. Read more...

The 8th crew member, science with no borders and... GTO standards are not far off

The day has shaped well in everything from the very beginning, apart from the wind – we are still rocking on the waves (which have become a lot smaller) a kilometer away from the coast, but that’s already good that we aren’t on the island. Nevertheless, I can’t figure out how we manage to be always busy :) there’s lots of sunshine here, the ocean, but we are doing something all the time working really hard. Read more... 

Once everything does happen for the first time…

Everything will seem novel during the first days. These days generously give you the feeling of novelty. And the first ocean sunset, just after the sun last ray being swallowed by a heavy cloud hanging over the horizon, was followed by the real overnight stop in the ocean although on the anchor hold. Read more...

There will be others, but this one is the first!

It is a special and a very important day today: I have joined our team to stay overnight on the raft having my things and medical boxes with me. Evidently, I won’t be back to Easter Island unless I want to experience again all the emotions after meeting the moai and the locals. I’m watching the island from the ocean side and see a sweet picture: after all, I spent 2 weeks here. For the next eight, ten or even more weeks this raft will become my home and the team members – my mates. Read more...

Final countdown – 48 hours before launch

I’m receiving loads of emails with supporting words, wishes, worries. Thank you, my dear friends! The expedition starts on January 4, after all, the project is too global, international and “alive”, which is impossible to be time-bound. It would be also strange to say that we reach South America exactly on March 14. It is up to the Ocean to decide how long it would like to keep us on the way or, on the contrary, to bring the curious explorers back home as fast as it can. Read more...

Doctor’s happiness

I’ve already started treating my patients bit by bit, dear friends. Local cuisine, that is Rapanui, European and Chilean, appears to have not only all kinds of dishes, but also brings stress to the stomach. Besides, we are here not on the beach of Anakena sunbathing or busy riding bikes, we are making things hum which means strains, minor injuries… Read more...

It's incredible!

New Year on Easter Island, it's incredible! I would have stronger emotions, maybe,    only on board a raft in the Pacific Ocean. Different people of different age and cultures froze, as usual in fact, expecting a Miracle to happen… And it happened, one for all, under the name of – it’s incredible! Read more...

Talking and living

The Kon-Tiki 2 team enjoyed the chance of having a little rest on the New Year’s Eve. We went to see the craters of the extinct volcanoes where there are the largest moai! And it seemed like we had already seen everything, but meeting Them touched us to the bottom of our hearts – they are talking and living! Read more...

New Year 10 hours later

It is another busy day on Easter Island, my friends, and maybe, because it is Pre-New Year?! All the days are like these here, at least if we are speaking about the Kon-Tiki II expedition (I’ve already told you about the local manana). Well, then we are in no mood for manana! We’re getting ready for our personal New Year, when the second leg of the expedition starts. Read more...

These words to the native shore from a faraway shore

I would like to wish a Happy New Year not only to my family, my friends and my colleagues – the staff members of the clinic and the Tyumen doctors. I would also like to wish a Happy New Year to the whole Tyumen region: the region with an enormous economic strength, a powerful knowledge-based resource, with great, intelligent, creative people who are strong both physically and spiritually. Read more...

At home among friends

Do you know how to improve second-language skills as much as possible? Surround yourself with like-minded people and friends! And all the borders will come down and a foreign language will flow like a song because you will want to discuss, to tell, to explain and to share so much. Read more...

Easter Island – a small life

This small island has become for us a school to prepare for living and working under the space-limited conditions. Our departure is not far off, dear friends! The crew has already gathered on Easter Island – LivLisaRasmus and Jimmy have arrived.

There are so many new acquaintances, so much socializing – I’ve been immediately carried away by the team spirit. And there are more hands to work now. The thing is the rafts need thorough inspecting. Beaten by the ocean for 42 days they have a more severe crossing ahead of them! The Roaring Forties will be tough, so the nearer the departure, the more serious we all are. Read more...

Taken up the baton to be the expedition doctor

I was happy, very happy, to see Boris Romanov again. As expected our meeting after Bergen took place on Easter Island exactly where it was supposed to be. We shook hands, no, no, no – gave each other such a hug that our bones nearly got cracked, and I took up the baton to be the expedition doctor. Read more...

The raft doctor and a part-time diver…

Being a crew member of the Kon-Tiki II expedition – the second leg of which is just around the corner and will start pretty soon, I’ve had a chance to be a diver as well. Apparently the rafts are tempting all of us with their energetics calling to sail off into the ocean sooner, but everything is not so easy for us. It was necessary to dive and inspect if the rafts were anchored safely. Read more...

And here comes… the gale!

The two rafts – Rahiti Tane and Tupac Yupanqui – are now “having a rest” 700 meters away from the island. This distance is necessary for the rafts not to be broken up on the rocks by the ground-swell.

But the rafts haven’t been left unattended – the crew members are on watch in turns. Read more...

Two oceans ago

Having crossed two oceans within a week – first the Atlantic one, and then the Pacific one – I made my journey to Easter Island. And if there was nothing special about the first flight “Moscow – New-York”, it was an ordinary flight of an ordinary man with only one difference from the other passengers – I had more and bigger luggage (which was a good enough giveaway for a ship doctor of the international expedition), then the second flight immediately  made the meaning perfectly plain. Read more...

Balsa Mama

So many changes have taken place for the last 70 years since the first Kon-Tiki expedition – now there is a website and we are receiving the news, as the phrase goes, hot off the press, and besides there are some female crew members.   

Balsa Mama – that’s another name given by the participants to the Rahiti Tane raft of the Kon-Tiki 2 expedition because the number of female crewmates there prevails. There are four women and three men – the odds are obviously not in the men’s favor. And it’s a direct demonstration that women can be not only experienced sailors, but fully-fledged participants of the scientific and marine expedition. Read more...

The Russian language flag has been hoisted on kontiki2.com

The language barrier very often causes difficulties in our communicating and understanding each other. But it isn’t the thing with Kon-Tiki II. I am happy to tell you, my friends, that the official website for Kon-Tiki II now has the version translated into Russian – kontiki2.ru. Now you can follow the expedition events and read messages in Russian as well. I am sure that the Russian version creating has become possible due to strong interest of the Russian-speaking readers to the Kon-Tiki II project. Is it possible not to worry, not to have a thrill, not to support our fellow-countrymen, all the crew members of this amazing expedition across the Pacific and back? Read more...

 

A long way back

The first part of the Kon-Tiki IIexpedition has managed to cover half of the way and the rafts seem to start sailing faster. Of course, the crew members celebrated the occasion and were excited to share this with us on the social networking sites. But if they are finishing their way pretty soon, then for me… it will be just the beginning. Read more...

The voice of my friend

To keep in touch with the Kon-Tiki II expedition doctor Boris Romanov is not only a wish to be aware of how healthy the crewmates are and how many medicines from the medical chests have been used. It is also my sincere worrying for my colleague and friend who has found himself (though of his own accord) under extreme conditions on a balsa raft in the middle of the Pacific ocean.  

Of course, to the best of our powers, we are keeping in touch, fortunately the Kon-Tiki II expedition technical capacity is top-level. But a couple of days ago, when there was no news from Boris, I began to worry wondering what had happened, why he was not answering my letters. It turned out that the waters as though being jealous of people’s attention to technologies had taken Boris’s smartphone away (by the way, the touch pad belonged to Andrey Chesnokov, the expedition blogger, got burnt out at the same time.) – the Ocean doesn’t want to give back the emotions of the expedition members.  

So then accumulating the message: “Boris, answer the phone!” in our minds, through the roar of the waves, through the distance of tens of thousands of kilometers we all, worried and concerned, heard … his voice! Read more...

Future in the Past

The preparation for the expedition has already brought so many benefits that only for them the Kon-Tiki II expedition has been worth taking part in. In particular, I had to thoroughly update my knowledge of English. It is quite obvious that along with the responsibilities of the raft doctor of the international team, asking questions regarding complaints, performing physical examinations and prescribing treatment I will keep the watch, take part in scientific research, work in a team, like all the others. That means I have to be able not only to speak English, but to think in this language.     

Everyone who knows the tense system of the English language remembers how many variants it has. But among them there is one Grammar tense which is an ultimate oxymoron for the Russian language, that’s Future in the Past. Just fancy… But how exactly the name of this grammar tense reflects the very point of the Kon-Tiki journey! Read more...

The Ocean Speaking!

Yet the world does not consist of particular individuals, occurrences or events. The world consists of relations between them and these relations are realized in different ways, through conversations, in particular. But it is one thing when we talk to each other, and it is totally another when we talk to a stranger. You must admit that the need to meet and talk to this stranger often makes us choose not only the speech rate and tone appropriate to the meeting moment, but forms the wish to understand how this very stranger does the same. Carefulness in trying to know him/her determines the possibility of the conversation development and its reciprocity. It is complicated.   

But here, just fancy, a conversation with the Ocean! Yes, that’s the thing, all we can see around us are texts, which sweepingly include letters on paper, people with their body language, the Ocean with its signs for us, people.  These are the texts to read, some people want to read them, others crave for reading them, still others having read them do not come to any conclusion and cannot make the head or tail of them, and there are also those who are not going to start reading them at all. But there are a few people, who the Ocean itself has invited to have a talk to, face to face, in private, with no “Iron Curtains” or boards, with an unfastened shirt and a bare chest, from a raft. Read more…

See you soon… on Easter Island!

In the photo you can see the crew members of the first expedition Kon-Tiki II: Pål Børresen, Gunvor Storaas, Ola Borgfjord, Signe Meling, Øyvin Lauten, Andrey Chesnokov (behind), Cecilie Mauritzen, Torgeir Higraff, Roberto Sala. In front from left: Boris Romanov, Esteban Contreras, Kari S. Dahl, David Short, Jostein Alvær Heidenstrøm, Håkon Wium Lie.

The expedition Kon-Tiki II will officially start today, November 7, at 3 PM (GMT - 05:00). Sailing off to the sea is not a one-second thing, it isn’t a shoot for a goal. This is a process that lasts for a few hours beginning with the phrase “Cast off the lines!” and including the rafts towing offshore at least… But this thing – I mean, sailing off to the sea, which we have been looking forward to for so long and which we have been so excited about, we, by no means, must give special consideration to!

Two rafts will leave the port of La Punta and set their sails across the Pacific to Easter Island. As they write on the official twitter of the expedition: “Soon the only thing we will see is the ocean.” Read more...

From idea to implementation

When in November 2014, exactly a year ago, I learnt about the preparations for the expedition Kon-Tiki II, perhaps, somewhere deep inside, I couldn’t imagine what a global scale might lie ahead for me and for all of us, those involved and concerned.

Out of one man’s wish, namely, Torgeir Higgraff’s, to cross the Pacific ocean and to reach Easter Island and, what is more, to come back, having proved to everybody that travelling on board a primitive sailing vessel is possible, an international project of such a global scale has come to life!

There are two rafts, two teams, more than 100 people taking part in the preparations…

Thanks to the modern communication means, such as photos, videos, social networks, we all kept observing this project growing and developing. Read more...

News from Lima

Being thousands of kilometers from South America in the whirl of exciting meetings and events I was happy to get the news about Kon-Tiki II. So, in 9 days the balsa rafts Rahiti Tane and Tupac Yupanqui are leaving the shores of Peru starting a long way full of scientific research, anthropological investigations and geographical observations. The first documentary about the global work done by the volunteers, the crew members and the workers from the SIMA shipyard is ready by now! The official ceremony to celebrate the launch of the rafts will take place at 10 a.m. on October, 30, at the SIMA shipyard in Callao, and after that the rafts will proceed to La Punta District where the informal part of celebrations will take place in the evening. I am eager to share a fascinating video with all the people who are concerned about and interested in the Kon-Tiki II project.

О Цельгель

Обязательно возьму с собой ранозаживляющее средство Цельгель, ведь это как раз его поле деятельности. В условиях высокой температуры и 100%-ной влажности ни одна мазь не сработает.  Мазь, как лекарственная форма, не сможет оказать должного лечебного эффекта, ведь мази – это жиры, а в условиях влажности они просто не будут держаться на коже. То же относится и к кремам. Сработают только гели на водной основе. Будет необходим гель, обладающий ранозаживляющим действием. Когда возникнет ранка, он закроет её биополимерной основой, и это воспрепятствует проникновению любой инфекции. А действующее вещество будет способствовать быстрому заживлению. Всем этим условиям Цельгель отвечает в полной мере.

KNOWLEDGE TO EVERYONE

Frames are not only those we can see in the form of metal detection equipment used at the concerts or while boarding a plane, frames are constantly with us. A man comes to know the world setting it into frames because it makes things easier. At the same time he/she persuades others and himself/herself that this is not so. Meanwhile, the main frame of knowledge acquiring process is the language we use not so much to speak, but to think in. Translation of the scientific knowledge into the language which is plain and understandable has always been of great interest to the wide audience. Astrophysicists and cosmologists, writers of science fiction and zoologists, archeologists and doctors spoke and still speak to us using a plain language. It can be compared to a kind of mass education – public education open to everyone: in the 21st century you can attend a public lecture of the Stanford University, listen to the distinguished scholars, discoverers and travelers online. But only if you know and understand the language the author of the message speaks… The expedition Kon-Tiki II is not an exception. Read more...

And yet from the very beginning…

Now answer my question, what can I start my talk about Kon-Tiki IIwith to the media representatives? Where was that jumping-off point when everything started? Was it the point when I got the letter officially confirming my participation? Was it the point when I travelled to the Bergen Telemedicine Centre or the moment I filled in the application for participation? Was it the point when Torgeir Higraff made a decision to launch the expedition or the moment he and I shook hands for the first time?

Every participant of the expedition feels responsible when talking about Kon-Tiki II both to a large audience and to his/her colleagues, students, or when even sharing with his/her family and close friends. That’s why at the meeting with Tyumen journalists I’ve decided to talk about Kon-Tiki II from the very beginning. Read more…

Приглашаю журналистов

C того момента, как я был официально включен в состав экспедиции Kon-Tiki II, мне поступило большое количество просьб дать интервью. Но, это лето выдалось особенно «жарким» в плане забот и событий – Первый инновационный Кампус в Сингапуре, поездка в Берген, подготовка и открытие 5-го входа NEO-Clinic, запуск производства 50 мл флакона Cellgel, участие в работе Первые Никаноровские чтения и уже скоро празднование 10-летнего юбилея NEO-Clinic... А кроме этого, надо же продолжать оставаться врачом для своих пациентов, главным врачом для своих коллег в Клинике, да ещё и учебный сезон в Новом уровне открылся, а это лекции, семинары… Одним словом, хлопотно! Читать далее...

How are you, Kon-Tiki II?

I’ve caught myself thinking that my friends have started asking me more frequently about not how I am, but about how Kon-Tiki is. And if this phrase used to be a mere opening cliché to start our conversations, but now it shows their strong interest and their eyes are thirsty for the answer. Taking pleasure in telling you about the arrangements for the expedition I understand that our team are not only those who will set sail across the ocean, but also those who will stay on the shore, those who will wait for us and believe in our safe coming back, and, of course, those who are helping us with the arrangements now. My friends, the expedition starts on November 1, but this is the date of only one of the events we are expecting, in fact the expedition has already been in progress for a long time, along with you and your interest to the arrangements being made. Read more...

BRAVE DOCTOR

When Torgeir Higraff announced the search for a Russian doctor to be a part of the team Kon-Tiki II, nobody showed any surprise. The character of Yuri Senkevich was so closely associated with Thor Heyerdahl and his travels that most people don’t even remember that the first expedition Kon-Tiki which took place in 1947 did not involve any significant medical support at all. And only later, when the projects were becoming more and more complicated, and after the interest to the expeditions of Thor Heyerdahl became international, a Russian doctor was invited to be a member of the team. Who afterwards turned into Thor Heyerdahl’s closest friend. More...

Kon-Tiki will unite us all

Our life does not consist of any particular individuals or events. Relations between them play the most important part. They, these new relations, are dreamt of, thought of, desired for, and finally they happen, and then excite us and make us look for the new ones. Read more...

People with minds free from borders

“Borders? I have never seen one. But I have heard they exist in the minds of some people.” Thor Heyerdahl

Right on the spot, in the whirl of the exciting meeting I am thinking of the wonderful heritage of Thor Heyerdahl that the beautiful enormous world unites people despite politics, distances and language barriers. Because there are no borders, they exist only in the outer world. People’s minds, their dreams and thoughts have no borders, being free the only thing they want to do is to explore the world sometimes being united in this impulse.  Thus, all the participants of the expedition Kon-Tiki II are the people of the world, people with minds free from borders (like doctors who have no borders in their minds, so it isn’t important for them where to take care of a man who needs their help, the main thing is to help!), people who have no borders either in their imagination or in their dreams or fantasies or in their life projects. Read more...

About the Age of Discovery

In August I went to Portugal, the home country of the great travelers and discoverers.  Vasco da Gama, Ferdinand Magellan, Juan Serrano, Estevan Gómez, Duarte Barbosa, Fernão Mendes Pinto – these are only a few names everybody who is interested in the Age of Discovery knows quite well. Thor Heyerdahl wrote about the ocean: "It is a conveyor and not an isolator". Perhaps, Portuguese navigators thought like this in the 15th century setting off on long journeys full of dangers and mysteries: "What is there beyond the horizon?" They considered the ocean not as a border but as an endless road which would lead the traveler to the discoveries. As a result new lands and sea routes to Africa, America, Asia and Oceania appeared on the map of the world.  More...

About the "last" Russian

When people started discussing Kon-Tiki II on the Russian Internet they talked about the event in the context of the Russian doctor. Step by step Russia was "capturing" the future boat more and further. One expedition turned into two and two doctors appeared accordingly, me and my colleague Boris Romanov, an anesthesiologist from Moscow. How can that kind of interest of the expedition organizers to the Russian doctors be explained? Only by the memories of Yuri Senkevich? Or is it the trust to the Russian medical science? Or is it the interest to the enigmatic Russian soul? To our friendliness, sociability and good nature? The long and short of the matter is that as it turned out the team needs the third Russian, the "last" Russian. More...

About personal meetings

I will be in Bergen pretty soon to meet the team of Kon-Тiki II. Of course, we are communicating now by email, on Facebook and via Skype, but no social networking service in the world will replace face-to-face interaction. When I was in Moscow I met my colleague Boris Romanov. He is an anesthesiologist and an emergency doctor. He will be a doctor during the first part of the expedition Kon-Тiki II from the South America to Easter Island. You can imagine how excited and happy we were for each other and how many good and kind words we said. We discussed so many things as if we were two bosom friends who had not seen each other for ages and at long last met again. But who knows, maybe, we were colleagues in our previous lives, too. More...

About the diary of the ship’s doctor

Thor Heyerdahl wrote that a written word is the best ally of curiosity in its fight with the time. It will live through any journeys; moreover, it can take one person several minutes to read about what the other has experienced for the whole of his/her life. A letter is the most realizing invention of the mankind, it is more important than the steam engine, light bulb and television combined, because it allows to save and accumulate the knowledge of all the mankind. Unknown inventors of the letter armed people with the dynamite for us to be able to explode the barriers of ignorance reaching such horizons that we couldn’t otherwise have reached. But what is the point of keeping a diary in the ocean? More...

About how I will go for a swim in the roaring forties

I remember that Thor Heyerdahl couldn’t swim during his legendary voyage to Kon-Tiki in 1947. That’s unbelievable, but that’s true! Another fact makes me thrill as well, that’s the memories about my athletic youth and my coaches: the Honored Coach of the Russian Soviet Federated Socialist Republic Vladimir Isakov and the Honored Coach of the Russian Federation Vitaliy Toptygin. More...

What a ship’s doctor takes with him

I’m taking my time getting ready, friends.  I need to equip myself with the necessary instruments and medicines.  My first aid kit has to contain anything which the team might need in all manner of unforeseen circumstances.   I expect that my kit will be looked at by my colleagues from the Russian maritime medicine centre, and of course at the Maritime medical hospital in Norway.  I understand that there might be some disagreement about Russian or European manufactured drugs, but I hope that our goal, maximum preparedness for any situation in the open ocean, will help us make the right choice. More...

Health problems people can encounter at sea

Even as I’m training for this expedition, not for a minute do I forget that I’m a dermatologist.  There are just over 100 000 diseases known to humanity; a quarter of them are skin diseases.  Besides this fact, it’s the skin bears the full brunt of the outside world, and we’re going to be interacting with the outside world in the form of ocean and air along the equator. More...

My colleagues’ fitness at NEO-Clinic

My colleagues: doctors, nurses and all those working at NEO-Clinic have proved that being in excellent shape is possible at any age.  In June we took our national fitness standards test, each person’s age determining the standards they had to meet. Among the tests were: a 50m swim, running over various distances, press-ups, long jumps and many others. More...

How I got my EFR certificate (Emergency First Response)

This event really illustrates the adaptability of Tyumen medicine.  I have to hold my hands up and say that this expedition is far bigger than just me: one Tyumen doctor who has somehow wound up on a raft.  I'm speaking as someone who has taken on board the skills and abilities of a huge amount of other people, who have helped and advised me in order to face the unknown.  All these people, like Yuri Kardakov for example, who taught me about emergency first aid on my EFR course, will be right along side me on the raft, as will the knowledge that they shared with me.  Thanks to everyone who has gone out of their way to help me get ready for this expedition! More...

Training

When I applied in November to take part in Kon-Tiki II, I embarked on an active training programme.  Ever since my youth a healthy lifestyle and the gym have always been my two best friends, but when you’re faced with the prospect of 100 days at sea, you can start to get a few creeping doubts about your readiness to handle potential situations aboard the raft.  Plus, it’s not as if I’m going to be waiting around for my next patient to pop in; every member of the team, at some point during the expedition, will have to take on the role of skipper, coxswain, even cabin boy.  So, knowing that this voyage was going to require enormous mental and physical effort from me, I had a judicious rethink of my training schedule. More...

How it all began

Probaly the most common question which people ask me is, 'how did you get into the Kon-tiki II team?" For people born in the Soviet Union and raised on the TV show "Travellers' Club" with its never-changing host, Yuriy Senkevich, Kon-Tiki and noneother than Thor Heyerdahl himself are the stuff of legend. And now here I am, sailing the same route, under the same flag depicting the ancient Sun God! The information age has one unquestionable advantage, it breaks down boundries and brings us all closer together, from different cities and countries. And now a Norweigen traveller, a Peruvien raft builder and an English journalist are all much closer together. For instance, we're all members of the same travelling site. More...

Officially picked for the Kon-Tiki II expedition team

My dear friends, have I got some news for you. It’s one of those times when you just want to shout it from the rooftops: I’ve officially been picked for the Kon-Tiki II expedition team. As the name suggests, this is a tribute voyage in honour of the great Norwegian traveller, explorer and navigator, Tur Heyerdal. And, as a Russian doctor, I believe my taking part in the expedition is a tribute to Yuri Senkevich and to his friendship with Tur Heyerdal: a friendship that started during their time spent together on the ship “Ra”, and which continued for the rest of their lives. More...

In the footsteps of Thor Heyerdahl

On the 1-st of November, 2015 there will an expedition Kon-Tiki II. A group of travelers will cross the Pacific Ocean on a balza raft from Peru coasts (Lima) to the Easter Isl and will return on canoe. Torgeir Higraff from Norway, the author and the head of this expedition will follow the tracks of his famous compatriot Thor Heyerdahl, who completed the immense journey Kon-Tiki in 1947. He crossed the Pacific Ocean and reached the islands of French Polynesia on a raft with the same name. Thus he proved that it was possible for inhabitants of the islands of French Polynesia and South America to communicate. Next...