For cranberry.
History references. 1)
"There are two misfortunes in Russia - fools and roads" (Russian
proverb). Till modern time roads in Russia mostly are not good. 2) When we
all lived in the USSR there was a problem of "Deficit". This
word sounds the same way both in Russian and in English. It meant all
consumer goods those were not in the sale for all citizens. Such goods as
cars, modern color transistor TV, good furniture, etc were in
"Deficit". Ordinary citizen might to buy those things if he did
some unusual. After that he was given a paper (coupon). Coupon gives the
right for citizen to buy wished thing. Certainly he paid total cost of
thing.
Well, it was in October 1990, last
year of the USSR existent. Colleague of my father (his name was Vitaly) and
I went to Kostroma region where lived his relatives. We wanted to pick
some cranberry. On the next day of our arrival we went for 15 km to the
swamp where usually were many cranberries. When we got there we had not
found only footprints on the moss and no any berries. Later, returned back
home we learnt that all cranberries were picked by natives. Picked
cranberry was given in special stations where they gave coupons instead
registered cranberry. So 1000kg of cranberry changed to coupon that give
right to buy a car, 750kg - motor cycle, etc. I do not know if natives
could buy anything in that time, but cranberry was picked all on nearest
swamps.
And we had to go to far swamp. It
was about 45km from town where we were to that swamp. Oh, it was real
adventure! Vitaly, his wife and I started early in the morning, several
hours before sunrise. It was very dark outdoors in that time. At first we
drove along the asphalt road, then road was made from road-metal. At last
we came to turn to village. From that village were yet about 14 km to
swamp - 7km along the country road (ground) and another 7km through the
forest partly along tractor road. But firstly we need to get the village
that was on the hill. Road between the turn and the village passed through
a big hollow. It was late autumn and so many rains were before that day!
On the bottom of hollow, directly on the road were three big puddles of
brown-yellow liquid dirt, one after another.
Vitaly began to drive towards
village. He drove very carefully and slowly, so the first puddle we passed
without difficulties. But second puddle was larger and deeper that first
one. Vitaly drove more carefully, but when car was on the middle of the
puddle he decided to pass it faster. And dirt got into the car engine.
Engine was turned off and we stayed in the middle of the big puddle. We
all had a rubber high boots, but dirt in the puddle was higher than Vitaly
boot's top. Dirt in the puddle was higher than my knees! My boot was
higher but I did not know what engine's unit was needed in cleaning. I
cleaned all units that were covered by dirt, but engine stayed died. We
spent about 20 minutes this way!
Then little lorry came and our car
was got from the puddle by tow. We came in village and saw that our car
could not drive along next road. Along that road might drive only lorries
and jeeps. And we went to swamp on foot. We went about 2km through the
fields along the road and stopped the big lorry. It got us to edge of
forest where began tractor road. Tractor road: Imagine for you the ditch
full of liquid yellow clay. Its width was about two meters and deep: They
said when tractor drove along that road somebody might sow only a top of
tractor's cabin.
We went on foot near this ditch
about 4km and reach the little river. We needed to get another bank.
Across the river were put trunks of trees. There was deep more than meter
in the deepest place. On our bank near the tree there were several long
sticks. Vitaly said that I must take one or two of they and use as a
supports to cross the river. Then we went along several forest vistas
turned from one to another. Vitaly knew this way well. When we reached the
edge of swamp we had to find way on swamp through the great puddle that
was straight in the edge of forest. In some places it has 4ft deep! At
last we reached wished swamp. There were many cranberries right away at
the edge of swamp! In two hours that we were there I picked about two
buckets (10 liters). Vitaly and his wife picked about 3 same buckets each.
And it was needed to go back. In two hours we reached the edge of forest,
but lorry that got us there already went away. My companions had some meal
but I wanted not to do that. And we went straight through the field
towards village from which began the road that we went here.
Suddenly I felt a great tiredness
and couldn't understand why I did. I carried the wicker basket in which
was big lump of black bread. I had eaten a little from it and I understood
that I was very hungry. I ate that lump and had felt myself better. We
passed through the village and went along the road.
Day had ended and it had been
dark. Suddenly passing lorry stopped near us. And its driver invited us to
get on the lorry. He was so drunk that if he gets off from lorry he
couldn't stand on his feet. Because Vitaly damaged his foot by boot he got
on the lorry. But I refuse from this honor and continued my way on foot.
I came to place where was our car five minutes later than lorry. Lorry
could not lose that road because it was a rut. Vitaly got on car alone and
very carefully drove it through the puddles in the hollow. Then we all got
on the car and were at home in two hours.
We ate picked cranberries the whole winter and I gave a
half of it to my parents.