Our trip to Lake Baikal involved getting to Listvyanka, where the Angara River flows out of the lake on its way north to the Arctic Ocean via the River Yenisey. A taxi would cost £34 and the bus £3 each so we got the bus. First we needed to go to the bus station which, according to the conductress on a tram we hopped on to, was at the railway station. On reaching said station, we were told that the long-distance station is actually at the Central Market, a long way away. We were surrounded by a friendly group of young people who got taxi for us with an Uzbek driver who seemed very pleased to hear that we had been to Uzbekistan. On reaching the Central Market, we found a row of mashrutkas (mini-buses) and got the last two seats (next to the driver) for the 43-mile journey to Listvyanka. The mashrutka stopped by a cabin proclaiming itself to be a “Tourist Information Centre” where we were able to book a 3-hour excursion. Listvyanka isn’t a proper town: it is a one-street locality with nothing but hotels, restaurants, greasy-spoon caffs and stalls selling “souvenirs” (tourist tat). The boat ride was good. We stopped to look at the famous “Shaman Stone” and then went ashore to see a tunnel on the old “Circular Baikal Line” built in 1904, only a small part of which remains from Listnyavka to Sludyanka. It was superseded by the Trans-Siberian Railway in 1916 although trains still ran until 1960. We got a mashrutka back to Irkutsk and a taxi to the hotel

Irkutsk railway station

Boats at Listnyavka

This is a real Baikal owl.

Dried fish for sale in the Listnyavka market

One of the few nice buildings in Listnyavka

One of the better restaurants

Shop proclaiming 80th anniversary of the end of WW2.

A boat in the harbour

On the boat with some fellow-passengers

The Shaman Stone. In medieval times criminals were left on it overnight. If thy drowned or froze to death they were guilty, otherwise innocent.

Landscape

Tunnel on the circular railway

The tunnel we stopped at

View of the lake

Some smoked omon (a unique Baikal fish) which a fellow-passenger gave us.

Dariya (our guide)

Our boat

A unique Baikal flower

Jennifer and her new bloke