I and Bukhmenov, a hunting specialist, were assigned to carry out the beaver release on the Pelym. We went to take the animals to the city of Ivdel.


The beaver party was accompanied to the city by Leonid Sergeevich Lavrov, a senior researcher at the Voronezh Nature Reserve, and a gamekeeper from the same reserve. They caught the beavers themselves, overexposed them, paired them up, and finally brought them to us.


There were animals with black sparkling fur and brown ones that looked like a large muskrat. Part of the livestock consisted of beavers raised on the reserve's farm. It was decided to send the beavers to Pelym by helicopter.


After five days of waiting for the flying weather, a clear September morning dawned. The airfield came alive. The engines started to hum. We have prepared 6 beavers for shipment — two males and four females.


The crew members and mourners gathered at the helicopter.


The helicopter's rotors slowly spun. We are watching how the beavers react to the noise. A pair of black beasts huddled into a corner of the cage and fell silent. The big brown female became alert, then sat on her tail and began calmly scratching her stomach with the claws of her front paws.


The car lifted off the ground easily, rose into the air, and in a few minutes it was already hovering like a silver dragonfly over the multicolored sea of taiga.


Two and a half hours later, the helicopter returned. The remaining 16 beavers were loaded.


We are flying over the taiga again. Here the upper reaches of the Lyavdpiaki River appeared, beavers once lived here. We look closely at the bends of the river. Willow trees curl along the shore, birch trees stretch in a white and yellow stripe. Then there were clear watershed marshes, brown fields with green patches of drainage. There are moose trails through the swamps. And here is the moose itself, it does not run, but only closely follows the flight of our "dragonfly". In the distance, the Pelym backwaters glisten like silver saucers. We cross the Pelym, we go over the Athymia. The helicopter is gradually descending over the village, and we are walking over the very tops of the trees.


The commander of the ship points to the map: "Here?" "Here!" The soil is swampy, manage faster, we will unload from the hang," his commanding voice sounds.


The helicopter makes a circle and freezes in place one and a half meters above the ground. We quickly unload the cells.


"Wait in two hours," the Navigator shouts, and the car takes off.


An hour and a half of flight — and we moved from a crowded city to the shore of a remote taiga river, more than a hundred kilometers from the nearest settlement.


We put the beavers in sacks and, putting them on our backs, we go to release them. River water glitters behind the willow bushes. We are releasing the first pair. Beavers don't run straight to the river, but look around first. Then they slowly set off for the shore... they begin to wash.


They wash themselves thoroughly, like a man returning from a long business trip. Then we release the beaver and the baby beaver. The mother dives as soon as she gets into the water, and then, coming up, goes against the current. The baby beaver, after a short swim, climbs ashore and begins to gnaw the sedge.


We are waiting — there is still no helicopter. It got noticeably colder. Low clouds began to creep in from the Urals, dusk was gathering fast, it was raining, and the weather was clearly flightless. I had to spend the night.


The next day, without waiting for the helicopter, we moved down the river. Having met our new pets along the way, we couldn't help but be moved: two beavers, a male and a female, with our rings on their ears, solemnly swam down the Seal River. The black beaver, noticing us, dived and at the same time slapped the water with his tail so that only spray rose up like a fountain.


Turning northwest from the Nerpya River, we decided to go straight to the village, through rubble, thickets, and swamps. Broods of grouse and capercaillie rose along the outskirts of the pine manes with cowberry bushes.


They came to the village on the fifth day. A lot of hunters gathered in the hut where we stayed for the night. They shared their plans for the coming season and consulted with us on how to organize fishing. The old man Grigory Fyodorovich Yuplaikov bassed: "Boris Fokich did not deceive, they brought black beavers to us."


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