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The Ararat Expedition of 1916

  • Фото автора: Александр Шамардин
    Александр Шамардин
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History remembers discoveries that changed the course of science —and those that disappeared together with their witnesses.

One such story began in 1916, when a small Russian expedition climbed Mount Ararat —at a time when the world was collapsing, armies were locked in trenches,and a handful of men ascended a sacred mountain in search of something humanity had dreamed of for centuries.

Today, almost no one remembers them.No films, no monuments, no medals.Yet their story remains — a reminder that truth can be closer than we think,and still remain unproven.

Ararat is a symbol.For some — a poetic mountain,for others — a biblical one.For thousands of years, humankind has searched its slopes for traces of Noah’s Ark —not out of curiosity,but to prove that faith and history are inseparable.

Hundreds of expeditions have climbed and descended,each returning with myths, doubts, and fragments of stories.But in 1916, something different happened.

At that time, the Russian army was stationed in Eastern Anatolia.It was the third year of the Great War.Among officers and locals, rumors spread:on one of the icy slopes, a gigantic wooden structure was visible,half-buried in the glacier.Those who saw it said,

“It’s a ship. It’s too large to be anything else.”

In the summer of 1916, a small group led by Captain V. G. Arslanov began the ascent —without scientific support, without publicity, without the press.It was not an expedition for fame.It was a mission of conscience.

They reached an altitude of about 4,200 meters.The weather was poor, but within the ice they saw dark beams —smooth, straight, and unmistakably crafted by human hands.One of the participants later wrote in his report:

“This is not rock or ice. It is a structure.We are standing on an ancient ark.”

The soldiers took photographs, made sketches,and, as it was said, left a mark for future explorers.

But the future never came.

A few months later, the front collapsed.The empire crumbled.Revolution swept away the old order.Arslanov and most of his group vanished in the chaos of the Civil War.The photographs were lost, the reports burned or forgotten,the witnesses scattered across camps and battlefields.

And thus, one of the greatest archaeological discoveries of the centuryturned into a legend —a story forever caught between history and myth.

Sometimes truth doesn’t die —it simply remains without witnesses.

Why did we forget?Because war erases not only people, but meanings.It destroys not bodies, but memory.A world engulfed in fire had no time left for miracles.

After 1917, speaking of the Ark became inappropriate.Science rejected faith, and faith rejected science.And between them — hidden in the glaciers of Ararat —may have lain the very proof that could have united the two.

We search for truth in books,and forget that sometimes it hides in the mountains.

They did not return with treasures,nor did they make discoveries that entered encyclopedias.But they gave us an example —to go where dogmas end.

Their journey was not merely a climb.It was a symbol —that the human desire for truth stands above fear, war, and time.

History remembers kings and executioners,but the true seekers of truth vanish into the snow.

Later, dozens of researchers climbed Ararat again.Some reported wooden fragments,others claimed to have seen a “ship in the ice.”Yet no solid proof has ever been found.The mountain remains closed —guarded by politics, borders, and silence.

At times it seems that nature itself protects this secret,as if whispering: you are not ready to know.

The Ararat Expedition of 1916 is not just a historical episode.It is a metaphor for the entire 20th century —an age where discoveries burned with their archives,and heroes disappeared without a trace,leaving the world only an echo of truth.

The greatest discoveries do not always change science.Sometimes they simply remind usthat truth is not in proof —but in the search itself.

While the world argues about faith and reason,the mountain stands still.And perhaps, in its eternal silence,it still keeps the answerwe have not yet earned.

 
 
 

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