
High summer in the polar Urals. Together with the chief of the survey party we were returning from the upper reaches of the river Secure. Breaking the latest on the slope Qurum, saw an unusual procession: animal-hunting trail that winds its way literally along each river, even in the taiga areas, slowly moving tanned guys, pushing a loaded cart. And although they were on a narrow “quilted” and jumped up and down on the protruding roots, the group easily went ahead. Truck, rather narrow and rather short, well passed among the bushes and young growth, fitting into the “dimensions” of the trail. “Wouldn’t it be easier to fit everything into a backpack, than to drag with itself still tapezco?” — we asked. The answer was unexpected:
“Superfluous here — just the wheels, the rest belongs to boats: they are taking themselves”. Indeed, after a careful consideration of all elements are parts of a Dinghy. Even the handles were bars of the bulwarks.