Tales of an entomologist. About adventures and travel

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26.01.2010 23:08, palvasru4ko

We are not nature destroyers.I'm talking about a special case-death looks in the eyes-what to do?

One of my classmates ("almost a doctor") often repeats: "any event is inevitable, otherwise it would not have happened" (I don't know where he got this from, but what he did not invent himself is accurate). But seriously - are you sure that you will have time to "think"? More precisely, come UP WITH SOMETHING MORE HUMANE THAN SHOOTING AT POINT-BLANK RANGE? In case of danger, a person still acts "on autopilot". Special forces are trained to" automatism " EVERY DAY and FOR YEARS: how to act if they shoot, if they are attacked with a knife, etc.Black mamba is deadly, no one disputes. But if someone is REALLY scared , they stay at home. And if they do, it means that they are either confident in themselves, or they just don't want to think about it. Of course, it's easy for me to say-I haven't met tigers in nature, and I haven't seen a mamba (they haven't been found in the Crimea

yet), but in my opinion, if you know about the risk and go, then you agree (you don't want to, but I agree) for trouble. Otherwise , you don't just go. I'm not saying that we all go" into the field " looking for death. I'm talking about something else. For example, I go and know that there is a military unit nearby (the example is stupid, but I think it is familiar to many). I can go straight ahead (since it's usually closer) and rattle off to the commandant's office. But I avoid it – because the risk of getting into the commandant's office (and I REALLY don't want to) is too great. So it is here. If you are afraid of mamba, don't go where it is. And if we go, then we don't need to say that we are "not nature destroyers". Annihilators! And – the most-the most!

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27.01.2010 0:26, palvasru4ko

Bragging about shooting offhand and "the head flew off" in our time sounds indecent, don't you think?

In my first year of study, in a report at a meeting of the anatomy circle (they studied the effect of hypergravity on bones), I said about the method of killing experimental rats: "rats were killed by cutting off their heads." To which the professor and head of the department abruptly interrupted: "Oh, the VILLAGE! This is called DECAPITATION." So in the case of a "flying head", the more appropriate option is "violent death as a result of decapitation and as a result of a shot from a firearm fired at close range." This is not a joke, we were taught this way on the "sudebka"!

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27.01.2010 11:38, Penzyak

Corbett (India) and Yankovsky (D,East) wrote well about attacks on people by tigers, leopards and leopards - I strongly advise field entomologists to read it!

About night noises, there was an interesting case:
With what noise and puffing hedgehogs run at night I think everyone has heard and seen during the night fishing for insects...
Imagine an August dark but warm night, the remote village of Novaya Yesinyevka, as they say, midnight has passed, the silence is broken by the occasional whimper of a dog, the cry of an owl... I'm sitting on a bench next to a lighted sheet stretched out by the garage. The light from the DRL illuminates part of the houses and the rural steep road stretching through the center of the village...
Suddenly I hear the tramp of some animals approaching me on the road (sometimes watchdogs arranged races for trespassers of someone else's territory). I lazily turn my head to the road to see the next race and ... the dream is completely gone! On the road, two huge gray rats (pasyuki) raced after each other! The stomping and heat of passion was such that any horror movie would envy...

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01.02.2010 4:16, гундоров

Chichas took a walk in morzotsu at work-work-he was talking about rats-a bleak landscape at night.Warehouses on a piece of iron-walked through the snow cheerfully-no one-the moon is red-silence.Asked very brazenly (sweetly) to light a cigarette-what kind of life is this-gave as many as two cigarettes.I don't feel very fit now after three years of not walking.But-like I get up on my feet actively.And the most interesting thing is that the conversation about insects has begun.Type-You che here on a vegetable storehouse of beetles poison-and the Colorado potato beetle sleeps now.They saw my laptop in the hands of stooges. I calmed them down a little.By the way, the topic is - - - who is an entomologist and at what level is engaged in martial arts?There is Sergey Murzin, a bug hunter, who has been studying seriously since his student days.Very serious.I flew around it in the Philippines- - - great flying.A good man-original, original.Special in martial arts-super-edged weapons (we watched his collection in the spring) - special in Cerambycidae, Carabidae.A good specialist described a lot of new taxa.Zhukov discovered a lot of new things in biology.Some species of Carabidae in China in the mountains have been discovered in the last 10 years.Rashes are flooded with water in the spring from melting snowfields-carabuses come out on top,and in the summer they sit in rashes-snails, worms crack.He described several taxa early-he went there in the spring.He described and saw a lot,felt and visited different countries. Thank you and your father Sergey.

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01.02.2010 5:29, гундоров

Vegetable storage warehouses?I am a plant protection agronomist-entomologists have such a specialty.There at night you can only work normally on my topic-loading and unloading during the day.I need to take samples for analysis and calculate the percentage of damage to look at who and what - such a muddy mess-so that no one interferes-at night by car.Nematodes are active.It warmed up-the rats are already like their own type-the storekeeper called them names on their faces now-they have already become friends like a pancake-there is both Maruska and seryoga-there are even rats according to her nicknames.She just gave Seryoga half an apple out of her hand.Rat control on Millon four hundred.Seryoga busily ran up like a cat and took the apple from hand to hand-chewed a little-his wife came up-gave it to her-then six kids came up.So I'm with zavskladom in the type of office just sat-papers were written-these in the legs with an apple go like cats.In short, we spent 1880000 rubles on them in less than a year(to get rid of them-to poison them) - - - they take food out of their hands and warm themselves at the heaters.
Anecdote or not-I'm freaking out myself.In principle, rats and mice in the vegetable storehouse eat little-during that winter they spore potatoes, carrots,cabbage only eighteen tons at most-and what's the point of fighting them?It's not even profitable for money.I think-what to offer
Entomology-in the topic of history-agronomist for plant protection-the main subjects in training entomology and phytopathology.To the reports on catching-live in the imago stage there were today-scoops gamma, bug turtle, sleeping Inachis io between the boards in the warehouse at about plus 5 temperature.The lemongrass in the corridor has been sleeping in the cracks since autumn-until it sticks out.

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08.02.2010 8:41, Shtil

There are also a lot of wild elephants in Sri Lanka. Our guide told us that they often attack local peasants. Farmers wear a towel on their shoulders while working. If a wild elephant attacks, throw the towel on the ground and run away. The elephant, attracted by the human smell, tramples on the towel, and the person manages to escape during this time.

I remember old Adams and his Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy with a touch of emotion: "A towel is probably the most necessary item for an interstellar traveler. It has some practical value – you can: wrap yourself up in it to keep warm while hopping on the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; use it as a blanket, lying on the marble sand beaches of Santraginus V, and inhaling the heady sea air; sleep on it under the fiery red stars on the desert planet Kakrafun; make a sail out of it, to go down on a raft on the lazy Mott River; to wet it and tie it in a knot to use as a weapon in hand-to-hand combat; to tie it around your head to avoid the poisonous smoke or the gaze of the Voracious Zaglotosaurus from Traal (a mind-bogglingly stupid animal: it thinks that if you can't see it, then it can't see you; it's as stupid as a spacesuit boot, but it's very, very voracious); you can wave a towel around to signal distress; and, of course, you can dry yourself if it's still clean. "

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16.02.2010 23:13, Alexandr Zhakov

The date is interesting... Official" kerdyk " of the USSR...

After a three-week stay in the mountains, we met an Evenk MAN on the way out of the area. Conversations, a new person. And so, by the way, out of politeness, but with a rearranged mood, someone from the group asks a question. "How is your Gorbachev there (you are from Ukraine, the beginnings of independence)?.
Answer: "My brother said the radio said very-very sick, but Gorbachev. What kind of GeKaChEp rules until he recovers" More intelligible information was not received. Very thoughtful. And the ordered AN - 2 was supposed to take us out of the area in two passes. at the exit to the airfield, we met a column of fuel trucks, agreed for three bottles of vodka to give us a ride 300 km to Ust-Nera. This was the first and last summer run of fuel trucks. road - riverbed. (Vodka at that time in Yakutia was issued on coupons, 1 bottle of alcohol per month for an adult, with a note: do not give out in the summer months). We arrived in Ust-Nehru on August 21, when the Union was almost nonexistent. We flew out of the USSR on an expedition, and arrived in independent Ukraine. In the photo, my geologist friend tells a story. My satchel.

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18.02.2010 13:52, Penzyak

In August 1991, I was on vacation in the village with my grandparents, chopping birch logs for the winter for the elderly, gorging on plums, gnawing huge red juicy apples from the garden on a pile of logs, going duck hunting, and in the evenings catching butterflies in the light... TV and radio are not acceptable on vacation. On weekends, relatives came and told the news that was happening in the world: for example, in Penza, Artukhovsky armored personnel carriers were standing on Lenin Square...

But when planes fell on skyscrapers in America, I sat in the morning and spread out the trapped butterflies yesterday and looked at the TV out of the corner of my eye and marveled at what was happening and how unlucky the Americans were... It was an unforgettable experience, I'll tell you...

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