Saturday 3 November 2018


Godoy in Poland. Hajnowka
The third email, Fran

<<Wednesday, 3rd October 2018
It´s a greyish day. It´s raining. It´s common at this season of year.
I arrive early at the station and I see there is a bus which departs a 9:25. It´s 9:00, so I buy the ticket. Excellent panoramic view from Białystok to Hajnowka by 9PLN.
Because there are works on the road, the journey takes longer than usual.
This time I'm sure, I just saw a deer near Trześcianka. We passed by a green Orthodox church that catches my attention. According to the "tourist recommendations" this area belongs to the Narew Decanate and these villages are known for their wooden houses painted in bright colors. There is even a 16 km route that leads to Narew and Trześcianka going through Ancuty, Soce and Puchły. According to the information in my possession

The Land located in the Narew valley on the rivers Rudnia and Malynka is a gem of the architecture of Podlasie countryside. In this unique place tradition wins unequal struggle with modernity. These villages preserved their historic spatial order and traditional architecture; wooden houses are characterised by rich ornaments referring to the ornamentation used in Russian folk architecture.

We crossed the train track near Nowosady and passed a cemetery with another Orthodox church this time blue and white. A building that seems to be painted with watercolor on the horizon.
Already in Hajnowka. Terrible day. No matter.


Wooden house. Hajnowka

After the checking I look for a restaurant to eat. I enter Leśny Dworek. Pleasant music, Ukrainian, according to Dorota, the waitress. The głośność is low. I could have a nice conversation if I had someone with whom.
I order a plate of kopytka (dumplings), but before that they served me a starter and a local beer. Everything is very good.
After lunch I go out in search of an Orthodox church that has very particular roofs and that I had seen in photos before going on the trip (Holy Trinity Church); but I was wrong. These cloudy! It rains harder. Weathering the storm, I enter a Biedronka and buy some fruit for dinner and some bread for tomorrow.


Holy Trinity Church. Hajnowka

I locate the church. I take some pictures before entering. There is worship and I stay in it until they say goodbye and turn off the lights. The faithful place themselves where they want. There are not many, maybe thirty people, most of them are older. There are no pews like in our churches and they pray a kind of repetitive litany that they accompany with signs of crosses on the chest and in the air towards the ground. At certain moments they kneel and lean forward until they touch the ground with their heads. This is a sign of reverence common to many religions. The women, when they leave, take off the handkerchief they have had covering their heads during the service. In Spain this was done until recently.
I have tried not to have bothered with my presence and I have kept the respect that I deserve all beliefs.
When I leave, I seize the moment of last rays of the sun for some snapshots. Back to the hotel. As I had a good downpour, I take a shower with very hot water to avoid a cold. >>

<<Thursday, 4th October 2018
 It's only 22 km from Hajnowka to Białowieża, but the bus is sounding like it complains every meter and I'm afraid it will leave us halfway.
I leave Białowieża towards Pogorzelce because today I want to reach the Lutownia river. The landscape is impressive. I warn you that I come to this park with the idea of not seeing any bison, which are the stars of this forest. I have gone many times to the field with the camera on my shoulder and I have returned many times without having seen what I expected, however other times you go in the car you have opportunities and you do not have the instruments, so enjoy the road.


Bird watching. Bialowieza

The woodpeckers, Mary, send you memories in Morse.
Halfway, between Pogorzelce and Teremiski, there is a rest area  and a path that crosses some hundred-year-old oaks

The path is located in the wilderness Stara Białowieża, it goes among the oaks which are 150-500 years old and are called after Polish and Lithuanian monarchs, who used to hunt in Białowieża woods.

So I walk the wooden path built on purpose and go saluting the "kings":
                   Good morning, Y M Kazimierz Wielki
                   Good morning, Y M Helena
                   Good morning, Y M Aleksander Jagiellonczyk
                   Good morning, Great Duke of Lithuania Giedymin
                   Good morning, King of Lithuania Mindowe
                  
Lutownia river. Teremiski

Smell of rotten wood. Many mushrooms.
A panel comes up to me in a place known as Hajduki Range… In autumn 1959, an ossuary was found during gravel extraction… The analysis of the remains and objects found showed that the bones had belonged to an 8 year-old child… The clasps were dated to the Late Roman period from the 3rd century AD on.
Many birds, but no mammals. This whole area is being worked on  —you can see that the elections are coming soon— and the trucks are moving at great speed. How will I even see a deer or a fox? Yes, I have seen traces of wild boars, but only that; although the superb size of the "noble oaks" makes up for it.
Back on the Białowieża road - this time walking - I head to Narodowy Park and see how they are restoring the Manor House of the Grodno Governor... In the World War I it served as a hospital and later on as a casino for officers.


Manor House. Bialowieza

Another note: Tsar Alexander II stayed here during his first hunting in Białowieża Forest from 5th to 7th October 1860.
I still have time to touch, to caress, one European Larch (Larix decidua) that is characterized because in Poland this is the only coniferous species to lose leaves for winter.>>

Lake. Bialowieza

<<Friday, 5th October 2018
Today is my second path through this primeval forest. They are kilometres and kilometres without a soul; only the noise of the branches of the trees and the song of the birds.
In the middle of this forest mass I find the Narrow-Gauge Railway
                  
                   On the territory of the Białowieża Forest is located a net of narrow-gauge railways which was built by Germans exploiting the forest during the World War I. These railways were used till the end of 1980s for transporting of wood out of the forest.
Nowadays about 17 km of the railways are used. One of the route rides by on an 11 km to the forest settlement Topilo.

Mary, little greyish birds that go up and down the trunks of the trees are nuthatch, right? Well there is a lot. They accompany me all the way.


Painting in the dining room of Zajazd Barnik. Hajnowka

For my family to stay calm, I respect the notices of the signs: ZAKAZ WSTEPU, that with my "basic" polish I cannot translate, but that with the silhouette of the tree and the person crossed out with a red X, they clarify it to me. I also look at the boundary stones that appear here and there to guide me
         330B/ 331A
11:00. Ten thousand steps. Health goal of the day fulfilled!
Hajnowka 12º. Partly cloudy.
Amazing. I did not know these functions of my mobile!
At a certain moment a cloud of insects corners me, makes me uncomfortable. They look like ticks with wings. We call them moscas cojoneras  —for obvious reasons— and I think you call them flat fly. I wonder what these flies do here.


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Next to the road there is a hollow that seems to have been made by the hand of man. It is full of small fir trees.
He just passed a guard in a car. I do not know but the people of this region —the only one I know— are serious, they seem resigned, a little sad...
REZERWAT PRZYRODY
LASY NATURALNE
PUSZCZY BIALOWIESKIEJ
332B/332D
359B/360A
I don´t find the crossing of Budy Lesne, nor the road 689 that was where I wanted to go, so I go back where I came from. Also, a heel is hurting me.
Pass the guard of the Fiat Punto red.


Natural Reserve. Bialowieza

I carry the camera in Sport mode, just in case.
Mary, if you were here, you could tell me which bird is the one who is screaming like he has a trumpet in his throat: kiioo, kiioo ...
When I passed by here, a few hours ago, I did not find an Orthodox church (of the Maccabean Brothers) but now it is and the reason is that it appears marked as Krynoczka. It´s closed. It seems that they only open on Saturdays and Sundays at 9:00.

A belief in the miraculous power of the water from Krynoczka has long tradition. It refers to the Middle Ages and links the discovery of the miraculous spring with a stay of monks from Pechersk Lavra in Kiev (male orthodox monastery) in the Bialowieza Forest in the 13th century. The monks sought there refuge from the Tatars. Their prayers were supposed to bring God´s blessing to the spring and since then its water have had healing power.

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As I liked the manner at Lesny Dworek, I eat there again. Goulash soup, Swiezynka and piwo Zubr (250 years ago from its foundation), 6%.
While I'm eating, a song sounds that has the same musical notes of a song by Rocío Jurado... que no sé quién te daría... Tienes la línea de los labios fría... Will it be the same story?>>

      Y. a.
      Mary

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