• Forgotten manor
Many in the Leningrad region abandoned manor houses. That's decided to share his impressions about one of them. In order to get to the estate have to drive 140 kilometers from St. Petersburg. On the road still to go on a dirt road about 4 killometrov. Cross the river, and here it is the manor. But all in order.
Turning off the road and driving along a dirt road for about 4 km. We rested in the river. In order to cross the river, or you can use a boat or ferry. Locals there is a rule: Boat and ferry must be on different banks, which, in fact, is very reasonable. But sometimes this rule is ignored and you have to swim.
After moving to the other side, we walk along the river 400 meters, horseflies overcome, and on paths lying crushed copperhead.
The house seen from afar, as he stands on a hill, it leads to a wide concrete staircase, all overgrown with grass. The house itself was built in the early XX century, the owner of the apartment building in St. Petersburg - Eugene K. Barsova. Already at that time, it was fashionable to have vacation homes for a summer vacation.
In the house survived the war thanks to the fact that in it the Germans staged a Luftwaffe base recreation. Later, in his memoirs described the pilots as they like to relax on the shores of Russian River and some beautiful views of here. In the postwar years, as in many other estates, it was established whether recreation, or a children's summer camp. At the same time, and there was this wide concrete staircase and completely rusted swing for children.
Now the house is quite strong, with the roof, sometimes even present glass, but empty. Local authorities are in no hurry to sell, and can be potential buyers pushes a ferry, as the natives around already developing are: build greenhouses, grow cabbage and slowly begin to dismantle the structure of these things on board. Near the house there was a chapel, which, unfortunately, has not survived. Unable to find even a foundation, it is very much overgrown with grass.
At the top of a staircase, and then it opens a really nice view.
At the entrance immediately meets a long corridor with lots of windows and peeling paint, and the Soviet echoes a glamorous chandelier.
The corridor rests on the large veranda.
This is the very porch, which is divided into open and closed part. It is an open part of the large windows.
This is a closed part with small windows.
On the ground floor - 5 rooms, all very similar to each other, differs only in the color of the walls. boiler house, this is evidenced by the presence of the battery was set up in the cellar.
Only one room was not like the others and are very pleased with the ceiling.
From the ground floor leads to the second High-quality wide staircase, but the balustrades and railings painted Soviet paint.
On the second floor - 2 small rooms.
One of the small rooms with an oven (or little fireplace) and again Soviet security - fire extinguishers.
over the stove - air duct already tried before us.
Stairs to the third floor ...
nothing curious in general was not on the third floor, apparently, the roof was rebuilt and cleaned everything that is possible, but there were only a pipe box.
View from the other side ...
View from the window, which admired the Germans, apparently, when the trees were lower, but the grass was less then opened, indeed, a beautiful view of the river. Now - a riot of green, but the nature is beautiful.
Back down: left to look in the basement, along the way, somewhere between the first and second floor, come up against the door, open it and suddenly find there ....... window. How? For what? And why? It is not clear, but it is likely that some Soviet designers reworked and thus immured window.
entrance to the basement is even nothing like a little pristroechka to home. We get down inside, and we were again met a long corridor, stand up is impossible, but the climb is not difficult. Upstairs veranda.
From this small window of the corridor leading to the main basement.
And popodaet in a large room, then it is already possible to stand up.
We find archway and pass on.
We fall already in the boiler room of the Soviet era, the hardware is in such a state, as if survived the deluge.
All the room on top of iron-shod, and the equipment itself is appalling their views, and only a plaque with serial number shines like a badge of the soldier.
And one more mecha, somehow related to heating.
It was getting dark, so we were ready home.