|On the shores of Lake Baikal, in Listvynka.|
|The Listvyankia beach|
|Tens of stalls, with identical Russian babushkas selling identifcal Omul fishes.|
How to choose?
|Hello my little friends.|
|We thought this guy looked especially delicious...|
|There's Port Baikal across the water.|
Supposedly there was a ferry, but we couldn't find it.
We hired a small boatman, with the most impressive gold teeth I’ve ever seen, to take us across the Angara. Once across we had free reign to fully explore all the abandoned trains, ships, and tracks throughout the town. [JLM: Traveling with two boys, you can imagine that we explored the abandoned trains, ships and tracks for an excessive amount of time.] We hiked along the tracks, had a picnic along the beach, and even missed our ferry ride home. Allowing us to flag and hire another small fishing boat to take us home. And it was great fun.
|We weren't ready to spend the nearly $15,000 to ride on the Golden Eagle, but we did crush some Ruble coins under it...|
|It seemed like such a clever photo at the time. Now, not as much.|
|Jesse has a real Stand By Me moment.|
|Nick stops to smell the roses (and evaluate the descent to the beach).|
|Here we locked in our return ferry price of 800 Rubles ($25 USD) to get back to town.|
|The view of Lake Baikal from the top of the fanciest hotel in town.|