Tales of an entomologist. About adventures and travel

That's it!A story is a story,and exposing it is boring.

In general, Seryoga Churkin is a well-known talker and myth-maker. I could easily become a curator of this topic.
It is a pity that the forum is rare and even has no Nickname of its own.

You tried to expose my childhood friend Borya Khavkin! He, now a Haifachan (Bismilla Rahmani Irahim!), who initiated me in his time, in the junior group of the kindergarten "Snowflake", in the mysteries of entomology (if there is a horn on the caterpillar's ass - it is a pest!), for several years in a row won our respect by catching lightning with his hands (c).

Well, as for Churkin's flight from the wall on Sary-Jazz, this is purely concrete bullshit. No one catches lox on paper butterflies, and I think they don't catch it at all now - there are no bridges, the Kyrgyz have made such dumping that there is no point in going. Gundorov must have been there 20 years ago. There are only 2 deadly walls there - the " Well "and the bottom of the" Moscow", Churkin did not climb into any of them - a point bench press. Well, losing three perfect locks even in 1990 is deplorable, but not fatal. I have exceeded this figure three or four times. Our poet is lying.

Sergei Churkin was not in the Pamirs in 1990.I'm telling you about another person.Who described Parnassius charltonius ludmilae and in honor of whose spouse?
And in what year was Sergey Churkin on sarydzhaz?This year, it's definitely not there at the moment.I didn't catch Locks myself,but I did catch Charlton and the tractor driver.Parnassus paper did not draw, but the males on the white net,motionless fly themselves-interested.A very useful detail and hint for those who will encounter these types.The year of my trip for avtokrator is in the message.You didn't read the message very carefully.

In general, Seryoga Churkin is a well-known talker and myth-maker. I could easily become a curator of this topic.
It's a pity that the forum is rare and even has no Nickname of its own.

Nevertheless, more than a hundred taxa of his new
entomology at Moscow State University graduated
he did a lot for science, our hobby

I treat him with all reverence.
After all, I worked for him as a catcher for three years in Mongolia.

And from Mr. Gundorov's previous remark, it seems to me that it was still a Ka'bak.

Well, about the point bench press Churkin's bench press is guys you go too far. Sergey is a smart entomologist and a talented collector.
In addition, the claim that Parnassius Charltonis Lyudmila is described in honor of Churkin's wife is absurd.
Many new tales from the Gobi. I'll tell you soon.
Come on, friends, without the "point press press". This very case saved many people's lives and health.

Seryoga Churkin is currently in Kyrgyzstan. Will arrive and tell you

And from Mr. Gundorov's previous remark, it seems to me that it was still a Ka'bak.

Who described Parnassius charltonius ludmilae and in honor of whose spouse?He described the Ka'bak, but not his wife.
The man who flew Sarydzhaz is a fan of mountains, mountaineering, and travel.He doesn't have a huge collection,and he's never done any commercial work.
On Sarydzhaz in the eighties, Ganson also flew less successfully.20 sq cm of his scalp remained hanging on the rock.

Well, damn it. They survived.
THE TOPIC IS ABOUT ENTOMOLOGIST'S TALES, NOT GOSSIP!

GUYS, TAKE IT EASY, PLEASE, ABOUT OTHER ENTOMOLOGISTS, EVEN THOSE WHO ARE NOT Z A R E G I S T R I R O V A N N Y M FORUM PARTICIPANTS.

IT'S A FUCKING SHAME.

This post was edited by Morozzz - 03.08.2009 09: 53

Pavel!
Thank you for your comment! Yesterday I really wanted to write something similar...
I even had to register today...

My personal firm belief is that you can tell any story about your loved one! And it is NOT ETHICAL to indicate other names (it is allowed without their consent!), discuss what happened to whom and when, who went where and for what purpose - it is NOT ETHICAL!

I absolutely agree.
Washing other people's bones is unethical and not aesthetically pleasing.
Deviated from the topic.
Sad story.
I was going on a trip to the Far East once.
Yes, it can be seen in a dashing time.
Just two days before my departure, they bombed my house.
They took out everything from equipment, to grub and money. They even put up new non-worn (even a fly has not yet been drosophilized) sneakers of the 46th size.
Out of desperation, I fell into a light binge, and out of hopelessness, I buried two hundred glasses in the surrounding anthropogenic biotope (where else can I put my unspent strength).
And so, I dig glasses, and in the forest area there is a group of marginal-looking faggots, drinking beer. In order to avoid misunderstandings, I approach them myself and start a conversation about how I, they say, a biologist, catch beetles in this way for the university.
I explain it so clearly. On your fingers.
They nodded, but peed into their glasses to make sure.

Pavel!
Thank you for your comment! Yesterday I really wanted to write something similar...
I even had to register today...

My personal firm belief is that you can tell any story about your loved one! And it is NOT ETHICAL to indicate other names and surnames (without their consent!), discuss what happened to whom and when, who went where and for what purpose!

Boris, greetings.I made a comment on the case.
How the trip went.I called Grigory recently, hoping to get to you.But it hasn't worked out yet.Please write to my email address butterfly-gundorov@yandex.ru

Now the guys threw off their story about the Khan in the mountains-I copy
it Dangerously, but it's interesting, it's connected with hunting, traveling, and scientific discoveries.The share of risk should be assessed sensibly.I was able to do this twice specifically in the Pamirs in 1991 and 1992.Once it broke off on the wall and miraculously caught on the last ledge before a free flight of 150 meters.The wall is made of stone, dried clay of 8 meters. These 8m I went to the top for 4 hours without equipment.There is no one to help-Muzkol went to hr alone for 1.5 months.Cold sweat runs down my back into my underpants.It was 50-50.And once on the Eastern Pamirs in the district of Kyzyl-Arta went far from the tent-July-blizzard-blizzard began-four hours to touch the tent was looking for-hypothermia.I found a tent,got into my sleeping bag,and started pounding.At an altitude above 4000 people need to quickly shoot down with a cold or 80%, which will be a complication, the temperature is over forty, dehydration.Death within 48 hours.The shepherd saved me-Kirghiz-I was lying unconscious for 2 days-brought me to the yurt and nursed me-I drank hot yak milk.Molbiol has my reports about risky cases on expeditions.

I absolutely agree.
Washing other people's bones is unethical and not aesthetically pleasing.
Deviated from the topic.
Sad story.
I was going on a trip to the Far East once.
Yes, it can be seen in a dashing time.
Just two days before my departure, they bombed my house.
They took out everything from equipment, to grub and money. They even put up new non-worn (even a fly has not yet been drosophilized) sneakers of the 46th size.
Out of desperation, I fell into a light binge, and out of hopelessness, I buried two hundred glasses in the surrounding anthropogenic biotope (where else can I put my unspent strength).
And so, I dig glasses, and in the forest area there is a group of marginal-looking faggots, drinking beer. In order to avoid misunderstandings, I approach them myself and start a conversation about how I, they say, a biologist, catch beetles in this way for the university.
I explain it so clearly. On your fingers.
They nodded, but peed into their glasses to make sure.

So do those who write about the point

In 1990, the most massive death of mountaineers in the history of climbing occurred in the base camp under Lenin Peak at 5500-the glacier collapsed(ice wall) on the base camp.I was in Checekty that day.I didn't really feel it shaking.Shakes on small things often-you don't feel it-pebbles fell down and that's it.Well, with fatigue on a pebble sat down to rest, and he moves under the ass-the feeling that just overworked and chegozhe hunting for insects brings.
A few days later, 42 people arrived near Lenin Peak and learned about the tragedy.Two survivors of the camp remained-a Czech and a Russian.I talked to our guy.Says-I sleep in my underpants alone in a sleeping bag in a tent.Shied-woke up-got out from under the ice fragments-night in the yard-everything is torn apart-tent fragments,pieces of ice, canned food are scattered.Went looking for-looks-leg sticking out-pulled out-Czech alive.They did not find anyone else-they wrapped themselves in pieces of torn tents(the cold was 5500 at night, however) and went down to the bottom.

Good afternoon
, they sent me a link to this forum here (I just returned from an expedition and received it) - I didn't write it before, I don't have time, but I had to...

A certain Mr. with the nickname Nosferatu... you insulted me. A quick search immediately reveals a person named V. Korneev, from Stolny Kiev, who deals with flies. The probability that among entomologists there will be another type with such a strange nickname is zero. In addition, Mr. Nosferatu reacted to the story about locks - which is exactly what he caught as an Ivy collector, as far as I know. It should be noted, however, that there is a possibility that someone used someone else's nickname...
Mr. Korneev, we don't know each other. More precisely, we met once in Kiev, when you gave me prints for the Moscow State University Zoo Museum, it was about 15 years ago. You insulted me. Please apologize here - otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to punch you in the face when I meet you - and we'll also see who's doing the bench press." Of course, I'm not going to go to Kiev specifically for this - but life is a long thing. And there are plenty of surprises in it.

By location. I caught locks in 1988 or 1989, on the Moscow wall. A few days in total-I think most people know that I didn't have any interest in parnassus for a year until 2000.
yes, by the way, there were attempts to catch locks on white papers and even on hawthorn trees tied to a string-unsuccessful in general (I didn't try it myself, but I saw it, and people who were not inclined to lies).
I don't believe in the story about Locks told here.

To find out who Lyudmila is named after, just open the description of this taxon. You've got this case very badly mixed up.

Thank you, Roman and Sergey, for protecting us. Special thanks to Boris and big greetings!
Well, I still hope that Mr. Chastilov will explain to me the lexical meaning of the words "talker and mythmaker". As the saying goes, " you're Seryoga you're something wrong, eh?..."

Best wishes to everyone except Nosferatu
. Churkin

Sorry,
but I won't be on the wire for about another week - I won't have access to the Internet, most likely.
S. H.

Good afternoon
, they sent me a link to this forum here (I just returned from an expedition and received it) - I didn't write it before, I don't have time, but I had to...

A certain Mr. with the nickname Nosferatu... you insulted me. A quick search immediately reveals a person named V. Korneev, from Stolny Kiev, who deals with flies. The probability that among entomologists there will be another type with such a strange nickname is zero. In addition, Mr. Nosferatu reacted to the story about locks - which is exactly what he caught as an Ivy collector, as far as I know. It should be noted, however, that there is a possibility that someone used someone else's nickname...
Mr. Korneev, we don't know each other. More precisely, we met once in Kiev, when you gave me prints for the Moscow State University Zoo Museum, it was about 15 years ago. You insulted me. Please apologize here - otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to punch you in the face when I meet you - and we'll also see who's doing the bench press." Of course, I'm not going to go to Kiev specifically for this - but life is a long thing. And there are plenty of surprises in it.

By location. I caught locks in 1988 or 1989, on the Moscow wall. A few days in total-I think most people know that I didn't have any interest in parnassus for a year until 2000.
yes, by the way, there were attempts to catch locks on white papers and even on hawthorn trees tied to a string-unsuccessful in general (I didn't try it myself, but I saw it, and people who were not inclined to lies).
I don't believe in the story about Locks told here.

To find out who Lyudmila is named after, just open the description of this taxon. You've got this case very badly mixed up.

Thank you, Roman and Sergey, for protecting us. Special thanks to Boris and big greetings!
Well, I still hope that Mr. Chastilov will explain to me the lexical meaning of the words "talker and mythmaker". As the saying goes, " you're Seryoga you're something wrong, eh?..."

Best wishes to everyone except Nosferatu
. Churkin

Sergey bravo and encore!!!
And you Bor (Peter) spasibo

Hello to Sergey Churkin!
Mongolia was good today.
I sensed the Ivy coming... The forum has become richer. Khramov, Churkin in 2 days. Fan of anal Nosferatu to blame
For the trouble.
Major Japanese lepidopterologist A. Sorimashi, author of several books on papylionids, was arrested for violating the CITES rules in Japan. The situation is new for Japan.
No comment

Greetings to S. Gundorov.
I got the logs today. Thank you.
I will give it to Berlin and the Witt Museum in Munich.

Greetings to S. Gundorov.
I got the logs today. Thank you.
I'll give it to Berlin and the Witt Museum in Munich.

Kak samo4uvstvie Vitta?Slishal,v konze zimi u nego bil infarkt..

Greetings to S. Gundorov.
I got the logs today. Thank you.
I'll give it to Berlin and the Witt Museum in Munich.

Roman
is glad that he received the
first impressions-they are in disarray,but this is all that remains

We are entomologists.Everyone has an interest in certain groups,but everyone has encountered bloodsuckers.Mosquitoes,midges.I was attacked in the garden at night-the Volga is nearby-I was frying shish kebab.They certainly happen in one haryu at night to itch under the ear harass.But when a shoblyak-cloud rushes at you that the sun is not visible - I'll tell you this-a charm and a full orgasm.I was almost killed once in Tuva on the Yenisei.I put a butterfly net on my head and flew a kilometer and a half away from them.And this pack was buzzing like a predator and chasing me.Plus, there are no mosquitoes like ours.Our humble ones.And there are mosquitoes-clamped in the palm of your hand-on one side of the palm of the paws stick out,on the other side of the muzzle with a drill for sucking.And the face is irresponsible, predatory and bandit.
I'm afraid to tell you about this group of insects in the Arctic at night-you won't sleep.There's also a lot of midge mosquitoes.Ento generally terrible animals-swell(they have one advantage - in a closed room(room, tent) - they stop throwing-they rush to freedom).Such beasts, such beasts.
Or maybe stop being funny and do something more serious?

long time ago

Exactly.
And then you go to read "interesting", and then either flood, or "washing the bones".
Let's put it this way: if it's a story, then let it be a story. Just interesting stories, stories, narratives of cases, unusual, funny, sad, curious. Such stories that you can also tell over a glass of tea in a good company.
Shitting other people is inappropriate here, you don't need it. For such things in turnips beat. Strongly.
Don't lie, either. It usually opens sooner or later

I would also like the authors to use normal speech when writing messages. Punctuation marks were placed correctly. I want the text to be connected, and not smack of logorrhea with an admixture of schizophasia.

This post was edited by Morozzz - 08/04/2009 17: 31

Dr. Morozzz-pleases with the knowledge of speech disorders. I even have a lecture on speech disorders in mental pathology in the practice of a speech therapist.
So, midges and mosquitoes are scary. I suffered from midges thoroughly 2 times. After Peru, I had an allergy to some products and objects, which also included midges. Here and now on the NW of Mongolia was bitten by these terrible creatures. I couldn't fit my foot into my shoe.
I remembered the story. As you know, very few people live in the MNR, which I attribute to the high infant mortality rate and the fact that there is no snow, and children throw stones. And in general, there is enough pathology there. Medicine is a minimum of minimorum, they give birth randomly in yurts and winter huts...
Once in the village of Uench I went to ask a peasant for directions. Leaving Mongolian villages is very difficult, there are a lot of roads.... He was digging into the ground with a hoe. I approach him politely, he turns around, and it is clear that he is mentally retarded, and thoroughly... And he's coming at me with a hoe. I retreated to the second one. He turned, too. Even worse than the first one. They are interested in me and are coming. I immediately remembered the movie children of corn...
We had to find our own way.

Witt had serious lung problems and spent about 4 months in various clinics. Now he is on the mend. There was no heart attack, but the condition was almost critical

Guys
It may be possible to publish our stories for free.There is no question of any kind of commerce.First, I suggest using separate phrases in the form of a title-related to tourism and travel:
1. I went to Lake Baikal. Ohrenel two times: from nature and from a reserved seat compartment.

2. I really liked the Moscow Zoo. We stayed there with our son for two weeks.

3. A girl is looking for a couple for a trip to Tugulym to visit her parents for life.

4. Russians! Let's go to Bulgaria for a vacation all at once! It'll be fun.

5. Rafted on the Chupsovaya river. Get high! When passing the thresholds, however,
takes away the cups, but if you tie them, then the buzz!

6. On Sunday, we decided to go to the Trampoline Park with the children. We paid 500
rubles for each ticket, and then we arrived. A real scam! I recommend it to everyone.

7. Hotel ?Shershe al fam? in Egypt - fancy, but for some reason on the 2nd and
5th floors shat in front of the elevator... And updated all the time! Maybe this
is a special trick to make the Russians feel at home?

8. Vacationing in India with my chick. I don't recommend it. A whimsical hysteric.

9. Moscow region sanatorium ?Mushroom Russia? - for real mushroom pickers! Mushrooms
grow right in the room!

10. While flying to Spain, I lost my car and apartment at cards, got drunk with grief
and lost my digital camera. So see my photos from last year's anniversary of the company
here.

11. We arrived the day before yesterday, either in Pedrum, or in Natalia, a
Turkish hotel, they say, 5 stars, all the bells and whistles, breakfast and lunch, massages-I don't
know, I haven't been yet. The main thing is that there is an Internet connection, it loads in one fell swoop, the layout
is Russian, computers with holes for flash drives and a DVD cutter are all included. ?Asya?
established, games are different, - in short, I'm having a good time, I recommend it to everyone!

12. How we got drunk on the plane to Thailand, watch here! How we got drunk in
Thailand, watch here! How we got drunk on the plane from Thailand, watch
here! How we're drinking right now, watch here!

13. Bought a donkey tour of Afghanistan. Very satisfied. Everything was as
promised in the travel agency - and the donkey, and the dust, and the poverty of the locals is beyond
praise!

14. Did you go on a tour ?all inclusive? for 900 bucks. AND I DRANK AT 2300,
REALLY, GUYS!

15. We had a great rest in Nepal! If you want, you climb seven thousand meters, if you want
, you sleep in a crevice. Minus - there is no food and children's slides.

16. I had to turn on the lights and TV myself, and I also had to wash them off in the toilet!
And that's for $ 800! And they said-all inclusive!

Then the full stories will be displayed as the main content.I won't make any money from it,but I promise that this section should be immortalized on paper.Everyone whose stories will be published(they will send me prints and 5 issues of the magazine), who is interested-I will need email addresses.
Your comments and tips, suggestions,maybe someone doesn't want their message to be published,but almost everyone has pseudonyms?Moderator's opinion?
An important question is: does it depend on where it will be published?In the European Entomological Journal.
Let's discuss on the forum.If you need something important, please contact me butterfly-gundorov@yandex.ru

Gundorov, I still don't understand what you're trying to say.

Gundorov! I'd like some of your medicine cabinet."

Gundorov! I'd like some of your medicine cabinet."

thank you for the compliment

I didn't know the meaning of the word schizophazia, so I asked Wikipedia. She explained it to me like this: (Laughing*))

Example of schizophasia

The story that even food plants for caterpillars should be collected "away from picky eyes".
I picked up flowers and boxes of sandman in Tugolesye in July, so that in the future I could try to bring out the Hadena sp. scoop, whose caterpillars feed just inside such boxes.
Not far from the house there is a small wasteland, where this sandman grows more than enough, and I went there in the evening to pick food for my pets. In a vacant lot, a man was walking his dog and asked what kind of plant it was and what purpose I was collecting it for. The man was very, very interested in the name of the plant SLEEPY. Explanations like "for science, etc." did not work, because the man seriously thought that the plant has at least a calming effect, referring to the name of the plant. I didn't say anything about the caterpillars.
Today I walked through the wasteland to pick burdock leaves and sandman, but the latter was not in sight. Someone had pulled up everything that grew there. No, you would think that the grass was just mowed down, but the grass was intact, burdocks, cereals and other herbaceous plants were intact. But there was no drowsiness. Personally, I could not lime it all, I remember exactly that there was a lot of it growing there.
So someone did it before me.
Hence the questions:
1. What, in my area, too, there is a fan of lepidopterology, deducing a scoop of Hadena?
2. If that guy threw up a dream, did he smoke it?

And the scoops are already out, I must say. It turned out to be all Hadena bicruris

Not a fact. Maybe he made a tincture of alcohol and gives his mother-in-law a drink to doze off

Not a fact. Maybe he made a tincture of alcohol and gives his mother-in-law a drink to doze off

He's something. I remember talking about my little child who doesn't sleep well. If for a child, it would be better to buy valerian extract.

This is how traditional medicine recipes are passed down by word of mouth

maybe it's an accordion, but some time ago in some book for gardeners, instead of drawing edible grass (Aegopodium podagrarium, I don't remember), they printed a picture of hemlock

[quote=Morozzz,10.08.2009 14:06]

Well, I'll tell you too... Bike-not a bike, so, memories.
After the first year, I became very interested in ant lions. I kept larvae at home and raised imagos from them. And for food for the larvae, I went to a small vacant lot not far from the house, mowed with a net there, collected various beetles, caterpillars, erect wings, etc
.And somehow I see a cat-a woman of about forty walks on the other side of the vacant lot and also collects something with her hands. A decent-looking woman like that. I took a closer look, it seems like it catches all sorts of locusts. In general, we met her. It turned out that she really collects erect wings. And this lady needed them to feed the lori, which was brought by her sailor husband. In winter, she treats her little animal with flour, and in summer she switches to grasshoppers-locusts. I then met her on this vacant lot several more times, mowing for her. And when it got cold, they got lost somehow.

In 1992 he was in Paris at the Stock Exchange (fair).I came with a German in a mini van with all the amenities.In the car-toilet, shower, gas stove, stove.He's with his family.Exchange during the day-communication in the evening.Invited to visit in the car of a French man-about 50 years old. And the German is married to a Russian and in Russian, as we calmly shprehaet.He studied under the USSR in a tank school with us-his wife is Russian.In the GDR, he served in the tank forces.They were given rations-it included Russian vodka-liters with a handle-excellent vodka was.We sat with a Frenchman-we solved questions about insects-we drank a total of 6 glasses of 60 grams each.The Frenchman got into his car and drove home.The next day we look from afar-a Frenchman and his wife-she glares at us angrily-did not dare to come right away-to say hello.Later in the evening, his wife left-we approach-healthy-healthy.He tells me that he drove home in a wheelbarrow and got lost for the first time in Paris(where he was born and lived all his life).I left my car somewhere and took the subway home.