Self-driving explorers reveal Russian ghost towns and camp alone!

Hello, everyone, I'm the gas pedal, and I'm the owner of the Shanghai C Chevrolet explorer who drove to France on 20 18. 20 19 set out again, this time go on road trip's destination is the United States. The last update takes you to experience the cold pole of the earth in autumn. Friends who haven't seen the last update in their busy schedule can click on my avatar to enter the home page and read previous travel notes. In this issue, I continued to eat soil, drove eastward along M56 Bones Highway, entered Magadan from Sakha, Russia, and passed the famous ghost town of Kadako, so I was forced to camp in this empty ghost town for the night. What will I experience that night?

After coming out of Oymyakon, the bad road continued. The dusty and potholed people were madly in love, and we punctured the tire again. In fact, taking the road of bones, the tire is the most injured, because the continuous 1800 km of gravel pavement is not only the destruction of people's spirit and car condition, but also the test of tire "handling". Before coming to Russia this time, my car used snow tires made in Xinjiang last winter. However, in order to cope with the extreme road conditions on Bones Road, I specially changed four universal AT tires for Dahei in Wuhan and brought two full-size spare tires.

All the way up to now, the tires have been very strong, and nothing happened, but the puncture depends on luck. If you have a little back, you may have a flat tire continuously. If we are lucky, we may not have punctured any of them!

Because we have enough full-size spare tires, we usually don't repair them after a flat tire. We'll change the spare tire directly and repair it when we get to the station. After several punctures, the ring can skillfully change tires, but the screws she screwed usually need further processing. By the way, remind all riders that if you want to take the M56 in the future, you must bring more than two full-size spare tires, remember!

A cyclist once asked me which AT tire model I chose. Let's talk about it in a unified way here: generally, AT5, the size is 245 65 R 17, and the hub is still 17 inch. The tread I chose is one size wider than the original tire, so I can run and compact.

This kind of smoking is normal for us. When you meet a big truck, no matter overtaking or overtaking, the visibility is basically zero, so you can only be slow and cautious, because in fact, the danger on the bone road will come at any time.

Aerial photography: Bing Ge's border explorer smokes a cigarette and installs an X in the sunset. Ha ha.

There are not many chances to wade across the river along the way, so I cherish it every time. Although my home is a two-wheel drive, crossing the river is unambiguous and relaxed, probably mainly because the driver is awesome, hehe.

An old bridge in Lu Yu, where a new cement bridge was built and abandoned. Let's stop and have a look. These are all traces of the old M56.

There will be such beautiful scenery on the road, and Siberia is not all wild and wild.

What do we four men like best when parking? Smoking, how can an old driver leave alcohol and tobacco! Of course, you only drink when you need to be tired after a day's raid. Please enjoy the moment when the old driver Kobe Bryant is handsome and aggressive.

The farther I go, the more uneasy I feel. Why? Because it is getting closer and closer to the ghost town of Kadako, and I want to camp there for the night alone, I didn't feel so horrible at first, and I couldn't stop being threatened by my friends along the way, and I was a little scared. Of course, before we arrived in Kadako, we spent a day in a small town called Ustinger. The following is a satellite map of this section of the road, which we walked into in one day.

How dirty is the road and how big is the soil? Let me tell you something. When I arrived in Ustiniera, I opened the trunk of the roof and found that the big bag inside was full of soil, a thick layer of soil! My god, this well-sealed suitcase can't resist dust.

My big AT tire looks very high and looks terrible.

This is the town of Ustiniera. The most impressive place is the black soil all over the street. Sometimes I can't help thinking that there are people and towns in such a remote and wild place as the Far East.

The only place worth punching in is the town center square, which is the consistent style of the fighting nation-the exhibition of retired tanks and armored vehicles. I, I just took the opportunity to show off my handsome trench coat.

On the night of rest in town, I ate a bowl of warm and delicious Shanxi noodles, which was given by our little cameraman Siyuan. He and another photographer, Qingshan, are from Shanxi, so we often eat noodles all the way, which also makes me deeply realize that Shanxi people have a special liking for pasta.

What should come will come, and we are finally going to the ghost town! As soon as we left the town of Ustinella, we left Saha and entered Magadan. The first stop was the ghost town of Kadako. By the way, the Republic of Saha is not a country. In administrative division, it is equivalent to a state in Russia, with Yakutsk as its capital, which is the starting point of the road of white bones. The capital of Magadan is Magadan, the largest gold mine capital in the Far East.

The position of this pillar and the map is the dividing line between the two countries. Russians have always paid no attention to this geographical landmark, and basically just set up a low boundary pillar or boundary pillar. I still remember when I crossed the Asia-Europe boundary line on the outskirts of Yekaterinburg, Russia last year, I was surprised to look at the small intercontinental boundary pillar and refused to believe it for a long time.

Look, the road sign shows that we are still 837 kilometers away from Magadan.

In the afternoon, we finally arrived at the ghost town, and we ventured for a walk in the dim sunset. Maybe it was still daytime, but I was bitten by a fierce mosquito, so you can see how tightly I covered it in the picture below. I really can't help it. Mosquitoes only bite me, not the ring. According to her, it's because Mozzie and she are fellow villagers.

I didn't take many photos when I was shopping in the ghost town, probably because I was too involved in shopping at that time, but don't worry, I took a lot of videos, which will definitely show you. The above picture should be a cigarette case left by a resident at that time. In fact, this may be the reason why ghost towns are frightening-traces of human life! Just like Chernobyl, a ghost town polluted by nuclear pollution in Ukraine, those broken glass and dolls half lying on the bed are chilling. As for the history of the ghost town of Kadako in Russia, and why it became such an empty ghost town, I will talk about it in detail later.

It's getting dark, and the weird atmosphere is getting better, isn't it?

No matter how much, take a group of handsome photos in the ghost town, at least divert your attention and be brave for yourself. Hmm!

Innocent darkness, the only light source in the whole ghost town is a bonfire we lit on the wasteland. At this time, my fear is really on my upper body. I was very calm when I went shopping in the afternoon. At this moment, my heart began to struggle-I really didn't want to leave this warm bonfire, camp and friends, but I had to leave them and go camping in the dark and empty "ghost building" for the night alone, because there was a very strong reason to drive me to do so! Can anyone guess why?

But no matter how entangled I am, no matter how I don't want to leave, I will light the headlights, take up my tent and sleeping bag, and go to the dark ghost building alone. The short film at the beginning of this article is a true reappearance of my sneaking into the haunted house and camping alone for the night. Everyone must watch it. Fear is none of my business. Ok, friends, let's stop here for this update. I want to know what kind of plot I experienced this night and why I want to camp alone. Listen to me next time! If you want to know what unknown fun or risks I will experience in my new journey, please pay attention to it: a pedal.