...And here comes the big day. Today-I-get-to-the-Arctic-circle day. The culmination. At least, it was supposed to be like this...
But not that time and not for me.
I am totally exhausted. I give up.
That whole day I spent driving in the rain at 11°C. Because of all that water and sand on the road, the chain was wearing out 2 times faster. The level of brake fluid in the rear loop fell down abruptly. Turned out the rear brake pads were grinded to a total write-off, much faster than I expected. And I didn't have spare ones.
I was prohibited to drive to the Arctic circle itself. The road leading to the memorial stele belongs to Gazprom nature resource corporation. And they tightened the requirements to pass, so no private visitors are allowed to use the road. I spoke to the guards, spoke to the employees of the passes bureau, spoke to the head of the corporate security department. The answer was: we understand your situation, but we cannot give you the pass. Locals told me there was another good road
to the Arctic circle, I just need to make a 200 km loop. But by that moment I was done caring.
Felt emotionally and physically exhausted. If I tried to keep my thigh or lower leg muscles tense, a tremor began there. The lower back hurt, apparently, from cold and long sitting in one pose. I became unfriendly. Stopped smiling to people.
Next day I was going to turn around and go back. Didn't reach the polar circle by 80 km. Well, to hell with it. Got no desire to test the fate by making my way through detours in such weather and almost without a rear brake.
No photos. Rain continues. All aspirations are fading. I don't want anything at all.
Went to bed early to recover as much as possible.
Weather forecast for the morning: 8°C, rain. Again.