Oleg Bundur towards the polar bear. Oleg Bundur to meet the polar bear. Heart and brain

Oleg Semenovich Bundur

Towards a polar bear

We live in Russia
The author of the book, Oleg Bundur, traveled across the Arctic Ocean on the icebreaker 50 Let Pobedy to the Pole itself and back. In a simple and understandable language, he talks about polar bears, seals and northern birds, about parallels and meridians, about the order on the ship, and even explains the design of an atomic engine. This book is for everyone who loves geography, is interested in travel and wants to see with their own eyes the most extraordinary places on our planet.

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Oleg Bundur

Towards a polar bear

© Bundur O. S., 2016

© Layout, design. ROSMEN LLC, 2016

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I'm going to the North Pole. On the nuclear icebreaker "50 Years of Victory". Are you jealous? Yes, I envy myself and still do not believe ...

So, I was going to the Arctic, I thought there would be a farewell ...

But I was not seen off and no one saw me off. Alena's wife was on duty at the hospital, and Kesha opened one eye, wagged his tail: they say, bye. And about a good journey and a speedy return - no meow!

I came with a heavy suitcase to the platform behind the house, I stand, waiting for the bus. Acquaintances - no one. It is understandable: five in the morning, acquaintances are sleeping. And strangers are also sleeping ... I look, a seagull, it has sank so close. He sits on the pavement and looks at me. Well, it’s not just that she sat down nearby and looks, she says hello to the Arctic gulls! Apparently, with my bird instinct, I realized that I was going to the Arctic. She's probably from there. Or maybe her mother or grandmother?

Then, in the Barents Sea, I was standing on the upper deck of an icebreaker and suddenly saw a seagull. She flew very close. There was no one on deck, and I shouted loudly:

- Hello from our White Sea gull!

And this other seagull understood me! It flew side by side for a long time, parallel to our course, then flapped its wings and turned sharply to the side.

I will return home, go out to the playground behind the house at five in the morning and wait for the seagull. And she will certainly fly - she will feel that I have returned. And I'll tell her that I fulfilled her request.

If only there were no acquaintances at that time. And then God knows what they will think when they see me talking to a bird.

Sole

I thought that I knew Russian well. There were no troubles with him at school, and my library is full of different dictionaries, and I often use them ...

I was escorted to the room where I will live by the captain's senior assistant Sergey. It was hot and I asked him:

How does the window open in the room?

“The porthole opens in your cabin the same way it opens in the others. And he showed me how.

I felt uncomfortable.

“You have to be careful,” I thought.

Having laid out things in the cabinets, he climbed the steep stairs to the bridge and asked the captain:

- Is the staircase steep - to save space?

The captain looked at me carefully.

- It's you in your dacha climbing up the stairs to the attic. Here is the ladder. Motai on the mustache.

Yeah, obviously, I got it.

We have already reached the open sea, the wave was small, but the floor trembles under our feet. I'm back to the captain:

Does the floor tremble underfoot from the operation of the motors or from the wave?

- Not the floor, but the deck, shaking from the work of the machines. Usyok?

Usyok. Again, that means you got it wrong. Oh how embarrassing...

He approached the navigator. Well, I think it's all right here.

- How fast are we sailing? How many kilometers per hour?

“We're moving at eighteen knots. A knot is equal to one mile.

Well, even though we are going to the sea, and the water is all around, and I sat in a puddle.

I look, the helmsman is sitting in a high chair. He holds the steering wheel with one hand, and the binoculars with the other.

Is it hard to turn the steering wheel?

- The steering wheel turns easily. You can with one finger.

All right, I'm out of here. What a shame! We need to find out where the catering department is and what the name of the cook is.

- The galley is on the first deck, and the cook's name is Nikolai.

Terrible! Whatever the question, then by. I should ask the captain, maybe there is a marine dictionary. But he did not ask, suddenly something was wrong again.

Then I found out that almost all maritime terms came from the Dutch language, from Dutch sailors. So I know Russian!

What is the name of a person who rides a bus without a ticket? That's right, rabbit. So I'm a rabbit too. Because on this tourist flight on an icebreaker I am without a ticket, that is, without a tourist voucher. And since we are walking on the sea, then I am a sea hare.

Yes, but a sea hare is a seal. So I'm a seal? No, I don't want to be a seal.

And then, I'm here on a creative business trip. And everyone knows about it.

Oleg Bundur

Towards a polar bear

© Bundur O. S., 2016

© Layout, design. ROSMEN LLC, 2016

Order

I'm going to the North Pole. On the nuclear icebreaker "50 Years of Victory". Are you jealous? Yes, I envy myself and still do not believe ...

So, I was going to the Arctic, I thought there would be a farewell ...

But I was not seen off and no one saw me off. Alena's wife was on duty at the hospital, and Kesha opened one eye, wagged his tail: they say, bye. And about a good journey and a speedy return - no meow!

I came with a heavy suitcase to the platform behind the house, I stand, waiting for the bus. Acquaintances - no one. It is understandable: five in the morning, acquaintances are sleeping. And strangers are also sleeping ... I look, a seagull, it has sank so close. He sits on the pavement and looks at me. Well, it’s not just that she sat down nearby and looks, she says hello to the Arctic gulls! Apparently, with my bird instinct, I realized that I was going to the Arctic. She's probably from there. Or maybe her mother or grandmother?

Then, in the Barents Sea, I was standing on the upper deck of an icebreaker and suddenly saw a seagull. She flew very close. There was no one on deck, and I shouted loudly:

- Hello from our White Sea gull!

And this other seagull understood me! It flew side by side for a long time, parallel to our course, then flapped its wings and turned sharply to the side.

I will return home, go out to the playground behind the house at five in the morning and wait for the seagull. And she will certainly fly - she will feel that I have returned. And I'll tell her that I fulfilled her request.

If only there were no acquaintances at that time. And then God knows what they will think when they see me talking to a bird.

Sole

I thought that I knew Russian well. There were no troubles with him at school, and my library is full of different dictionaries, and I often use them ...

I was escorted to the room where I will live by the captain's senior assistant Sergey. It was hot and I asked him:

- How about in window room opens?

- In your cabin porthole opens in the same way as in others. And he showed me how.

I felt uncomfortable.

“You have to be careful,” I thought.

Having laid out things in the cabinets, he climbed the steep stairs to the bridge and asked the captain:

- A ladder cool - to save space?

The captain looked at me carefully.

- It's you in your dacha climbing up the stairs to the attic. Here ladder. Motai on the mustache.

Yeah, obviously, I got it.

We have already reached the open sea, the wave was small, but the floor trembles under our feet. I'm back to the captain:

– Floor shaking underfoot from work motors Or from a wave?

- Not gender, but deck trembling from work machines. Usyok?

Usyok. Again, that means you got it wrong. Oh how embarrassing...

He approached the navigator. Well, I think it's all right here.

- At what speed sailing? How many kilometers at one o'clock?

- We let's go at eighteen nodes. A knot is equal to one mile.

Well, even though we are going to the sea, and the water is all around, and I sat in a puddle.

I look, the helmsman is sitting in a high chair. He holds the steering wheel with one hand, and the binoculars with the other.

- It's hard steering wheel turn?

– Steering wheel turns easily. You can with one finger.

All right, I'm out of here. What a shame! Gotta find out where catering department And How cooks name.

– Galley on the first deck and coca name is Nicholas.

Terrible! Whatever the question, then by. I should ask the captain, maybe there is a marine dictionary. But he did not ask, suddenly something was wrong again.

Then I found out that almost all maritime terms came from the Dutch language, from Dutch sailors. So I know Russian!

What is the name of a person who rides a bus without a ticket? That's right, rabbit. So I'm a rabbit too. Because on this tourist flight on an icebreaker I am without a ticket, that is, without a tourist voucher. And since we are walking on the sea, then I am a sea hare.

Yes, but a sea hare is a seal. So I'm a seal? No, I don't want to be a seal.

And then, I'm here on a creative business trip. And everyone knows about it.

I walk around the icebreaker and pester everyone with questions, probably already tired. Yes, I wouldn’t pester, but then I’ll have to tell you what the Arctic is like and what kind of ship a nuclear icebreaker is.

In general, I'm not a hare. By the way, there will be no hare and sausage with mustard, as I am now!

© Bundur O. S., 2016

© Layout, design. ROSMEN LLC, 2016

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Order

I'm going to the North Pole. On the nuclear icebreaker "50 Years of Victory". Are you jealous? Yes, I envy myself and still do not believe ...

So, I was going to the Arctic, I thought there would be a farewell ...

But I was not seen off and no one saw me off. Alena's wife was on duty at the hospital, and Kesha opened one eye, wagged his tail: they say, bye. And about a good journey and a speedy return - no meow!

I came with a heavy suitcase to the platform behind the house, I stand, waiting for the bus. Acquaintances - no one. It is understandable: five in the morning, acquaintances are sleeping. And strangers are also sleeping ... I look, a seagull, it has sank so close. He sits on the pavement and looks at me. Well, it’s not just that she sat down nearby and looks, she says hello to the Arctic gulls! Apparently, with my bird instinct, I realized that I was going to the Arctic. She's probably from there. Or maybe her mother or grandmother?

Then, in the Barents Sea, I was standing on the upper deck of an icebreaker and suddenly saw a seagull. She flew very close. There was no one on deck, and I shouted loudly:

- Hello from our White Sea gull!

And this other seagull understood me! It flew side by side for a long time, parallel to our course, then flapped its wings and turned sharply to the side.

I will return home, go out to the playground behind the house at five in the morning and wait for the seagull. And she will certainly fly - she will feel that I have returned. And I'll tell her that I fulfilled her request.

If only there were no acquaintances at that time. And then God knows what they will think when they see me talking to a bird.

Sole

I thought that I knew Russian well. There were no troubles with him at school, and my library is full of different dictionaries, and I often use them ...

I was escorted to the room where I will live by the captain's senior assistant Sergey. It was hot and I asked him:

- How about in window room opens?

- In your cabin porthole opens in the same way as in others. And he showed me how.

I felt uncomfortable.

“You have to be careful,” I thought.

Having laid out things in the cabinets, he climbed the steep stairs to the bridge and asked the captain:

- A ladder cool - to save space?

The captain looked at me carefully.

- It's you in your dacha climbing up the stairs to the attic. Here ladder. Motai on the mustache.

Yeah, obviously, I got it.

We have already reached the open sea, the wave was small, but the floor trembles under our feet. I'm back to the captain:

– Floor shaking underfoot from work motors Or from a wave?

- Not gender, but deck trembling from work machines. Usyok?

Usyok. Again, that means you got it wrong. Oh how embarrassing...

He approached the navigator. Well, I think it's all right here.

- At what speed sailing? How many kilometers at one o'clock?

- We let's go at eighteen nodes. A knot is equal to one mile.

Well, even though we are going to the sea, and the water is all around, and I sat in a puddle.

I look, the helmsman is sitting in a high chair. He holds the steering wheel with one hand, and the binoculars with the other.

- It's hard steering wheel turn?

– Steering wheel turns easily. You can with one finger.

All right, I'm out of here. What a shame! Gotta find out where catering department And How cooks name.

– Galley on the first deck and coca name is Nicholas.

Terrible! Whatever the question, then by. I should ask the captain, maybe there is a marine dictionary. But he did not ask, suddenly something was wrong again.

Then I found out that almost all maritime terms came from the Dutch language, from Dutch sailors. So I know Russian!

Not a hare

What is the name of a person who rides a bus without a ticket? That's right, rabbit. So I'm a rabbit too. Because on this tourist flight on an icebreaker I am without a ticket, that is, without a tourist voucher. And since we are walking on the sea, then I am a sea hare.

Yes, but a sea hare is a seal. So I'm a seal? No, I don't want to be a seal.

And then, I'm here on a creative business trip. And everyone knows about it.

I walk around the icebreaker and pester everyone with questions, probably already tired. Yes, I wouldn’t pester, but then I’ll have to tell you what the Arctic is like and what kind of ship a nuclear icebreaker is.

In general, I'm not a hare. By the way, there will be no hare and sausage with mustard, as I am now!

Infinity

The sea draws me - I don't know why. Probably its infinity.

In the city we walk, staring at our feet, we do not notice how the buds swell, then the greenery curls, then the leaves turn yellow.

From the windows of my apartment on the fourth floor you can see higher than the houses, but there you again come across the hills. From all sides of the hill.

There is no scope for sight in the city, and the soul, as if in a cage, rushes between the walls of houses. Whether it's in the sea! Whichever way you look, there is no end to the water. You look up - the sky is endless. And the sea below seems bottomless - it's hard to imagine a depth of four kilometers.

And the soul here, together with the seagull, flies - either above the very waves, or, soaring higher than the foremast, soaring on motionless wings, catching a stream of air.

And there is no end to either the sea, or the sky, or my thoughts. Fly, seagull, fly!

Heart and brain

Before you do something, you think, don't you? Think with your head. And your head is on your shoulders, well, on your neck. In short, above.

And the icebreaker has a head and a brain. He is also upstairs, on the captain's bridge. There are people, sophisticated devices, computers. People, looking at the readings of the instruments, decide where and how the icebreaker should go.

And the nuclear icebreaker, like us, has a heart - a nuclear reactor. Even two. They are hidden inside the icebreaker behind such powerful protection that they are not afraid of anything. And they are not afraid of anyone.

The reactor contains a special substance - uranium. Like everything else in the world, uranium is made up of atoms. Atoms split, release energy, and it drives the icebreaker. It's clear? Probably not. Let's do it differently.

Do you like grenades? Imagine that a pomegranate is an atom. If you start splitting it into grains, what happens? Delicious! You ate this deliciousness, reinforced your strength and ran for a walk.

So the atom in the reactor splits and releases a lot of heat. The heat heats the water, the water turns into steam, the steam makes the engine work, the engine turns the shaft, on which there are huge two-meter blades. The blades rotate, as if repelled from the water, and the icebreaker moves.

It takes 75,000 horses to move such a giant as the 50 Years of Victory icebreaker. Can you imagine? And nuclear reactors can handle it together. Well, somewhere like this ... I saw nuclear reactors, but, to be honest, I still did not fully understand how they work. Maybe you will grow up, become nuclear physicists and explain to me.

From summer to winter and back

On the day when we departed from the Murmansk pier, there was an unprecedented heat - twenty-six degrees. Well, for you, this may be the usual temperature, but for a northern city located near the icy Barents Sea, it’s a lot.

Well, we left the pier. And at first I went out on deck in a shirt with short sleeves, then I began to put on a pullover, then a sweater over the pullover, then over all this a warm jacket with the inscription "Rosatomflot" on the back. Such jackets are worn by all members of the crew of a nuclear icebreaker.

When you lie on the hot sand by the South Sea in 30-degree heat, you want to be cool.

So, more than once, suffering from the heat, I asked:

- Oh, at least a little snow sprinkled. Oh, I can't take it anymore...

Now on the deck snow is whipping me, the wind is piercing. I want to go to a cabin, in warmth. I went in, my cheeks are burning from the snow and wind, my hands are numb, I can’t hold the pen. I am writing this after a hot shower and tea.

When we return home, I will first take off my jacket, then the pullover, I will go down to the pier in a shirt with short sleeves ...

And now I know for sure: if I get hot again, I will never want to be sprinkled with snow. Winter will come by itself. And summer flies by quickly, especially here, in the Far North.

Mathematics

Tell me, how can you measure distance? You answer: kilometers. Someone will remember: miles. That's right, well done!

And if you hear: the North Pole is twenty degrees north of Murmansk, you probably think that it is twenty degrees colder at the North Pole than in Murmansk. Well, actually, of course, it is colder, but here we are talking about the fact that the North Pole is twenty degrees further than Murmansk.

Like this? Let's figure it out. Draw a circle, it will be like a globe. Above is the North Pole and below is the South Pole.

Draw a straight line from pole to pole. And through its center - the second line. This will be the equator. Well, you know that the hottest equatorial belt runs around the Earth in its middle. Bananas grow there all year round. Stop! We will not talk about this.

You see, there are four right angles on your circle. Take, for example, the upper right corner, one side of it goes to the North Pole, and the other goes along the equator.

I remember from school that a right angle is ninety degrees. Do you understand what I mean? If ninety rays are drawn from this angle through equal distances, they will come to the surface of the earth and divide it into ninety equal parts, or degrees. Zero degrees will pass along the equator, and the ninetieth will come out to the North Pole. Here! And our Murmansk is at the seventieth degree.

It was invented by the British. They are cunning! They were the first to measure the distance from the equator to the pole - these 90 degrees, and it turned out to be equal to 5400 miles. And one degree is equal to 5400 ÷ 90 = 60 miles.

But we use kilometers! While the cunning Englishman will cover one mile in a rowboat, we will travel one kilometer eight hundred and fifty-two meters, or 1852 m, in our boat in the same time.

And now I'm curious about this. If you know that it is 20 degrees from Murmansk to the North Pole, you know that one degree equals 60 miles, and one mile equals 1852 meters, can you calculate how many kilometers from Murmansk to the Pole?

I counted in a column, I got 2222 kilometers. But you might be more accurate...

See, it's simple.

And now, if you suddenly get sick and the temperature rises to 38.6, do not go to school, but call your teacher and say:

- Marivanna, my temperature jumped two hundred and twenty-two kilometers!

The teacher, of course, will believe that you are ill. A healthy student would say: two degrees!

The author of the book, Oleg Bundur, traveled across the Arctic Ocean on the icebreaker 50 Let Pobedy to the Pole itself and back. In a simple and understandable language, he talks about polar bears, seals and northern birds, about parallels and meridians, about the order on the ship, and even explains the design of an atomic engine. This book is for everyone who loves geography, is interested in travel and wants to see with their own eyes the most extraordinary places on our planet. Publisher's design saved in A4 pdf format.

A series: We live in Russia

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The following excerpt from the book Towards the polar bear (O. S. Bundur, 2016) provided by our book partner - the company LitRes.

© Bundur O. S., 2016

© Layout, design. ROSMEN LLC, 2016

Order

I'm going to the North Pole. On the nuclear icebreaker "50 Years of Victory". Are you jealous? Yes, I envy myself and still do not believe ...

So, I was going to the Arctic, I thought there would be a farewell ...

But I was not seen off and no one saw me off. Alena's wife was on duty at the hospital, and Kesha opened one eye, wagged his tail: they say, bye. And about a good journey and a speedy return - no meow!

I came with a heavy suitcase to the platform behind the house, I stand, waiting for the bus. Acquaintances - no one. It is understandable: five in the morning, acquaintances are sleeping. And strangers are also sleeping ... I look, a seagull, it has sank so close. He sits on the pavement and looks at me. Well, it’s not just that she sat down nearby and looks, she says hello to the Arctic gulls! Apparently, with my bird instinct, I realized that I was going to the Arctic. She's probably from there. Or maybe her mother or grandmother?

Then, in the Barents Sea, I was standing on the upper deck of an icebreaker and suddenly saw a seagull. She flew very close. There was no one on deck, and I shouted loudly:

- Hello from our White Sea gull!

And this other seagull understood me! It flew side by side for a long time, parallel to our course, then flapped its wings and turned sharply to the side.

I will return home, go out to the playground behind the house at five in the morning and wait for the seagull. And she will certainly fly - she will feel that I have returned. And I'll tell her that I fulfilled her request.

If only there were no acquaintances at that time. And then God knows what they will think when they see me talking to a bird.