When we woke up this morning our boat, the G. Titov, was anchored in the glassy waters of a quite little bay. I went out with the divers as they searched for mollusk specimens, praying that the small rowboat would not tip over, sending the digital camera to the bottom of Baikal. It was amusing to watch the scientists come to life when the divers returned with the slimy, mollusk-covered rocks.
After the dive, our boat cruised to the nearby fishing village of Marez where
Lisa and I were to be dropped off. The expedition would continue on to the
northern part of the lake to collect samples and data for another eight days.
Marina, one of the team's scientists, went into the village to check the bus
schedule.
She returned with bad news. We had missed the bus and there would not be
another going to Irkutsk until Sunday.