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W
hen the hatch in the
cell door swung open
and I was summoned, I
wasn’t told why. I was
instructed to put my
hands through the
opening and cuffs were
tightly applied, then
the door was opened
and I was led through
two more locked doors and down some
stairs. Before I knew what was happening
a television camera with a bright light
was rolling, a microphone was thrust my
way and a presenter began asking ques-
tions: “Why did you photograph those
military sites? What do you think about
the situation in Ukraine? Why were you
conducting secret journalism? Why did
you come to Russia?”
I’d been planning my expedition to the
far east of Russia for almost a year. Yaku-
tia is the coldest inhabited place on
Earth, home to indigenous Siberians liv-
ing in some of the world’s most remote
settlements. By trekking 600 miles along
a zimnik — a seasonal ice road on frozen
rivers — pulling a sledge of supplies and
camping, I wanted to reach these com-
munities and experience the extreme
conditions they endure every winter.
As I began my journey from Heathrow
to Yakutsk, changing in Moscow, tens of
thousands of troops were being moved to
the Ukrainian border. But the world was
largely still viewing the build-up as a
bluff. I’ve travelled through dangerous
places before — cycling through Afghani-
stan, canoeing down a crocodile-infested
river in the Congo — and in my experi-
ence, things are rarely as dramatic as
they seem from the outside.
Three days after my arrival, however,
Putin launched his invasion. Thousands
were arrested at protests in Russian cities
and a new law introduced a sentence of
as much as 15 years in prison for spread-
ing “fake news” about the military, yet
life was carrying on as usual in Yakutsk.
As a tourist at the far end of Russia —
closer to Vancouver than Kyiv — I wasn’t
worried, but I followed Russian and west-
ern news coverage with rising despair.
They bore no relation to each other.
I began my trek in Batagay, above the
Arctic Circle, where billboards beseech
residents not to drink themselves into an
early grave. A record low of -67.8C was
once recorded 30 miles to the west. The
Foreign Office was already advising Brit-
ons to leave Russia, and while vague
doubts danced at the back of my mind, I
packed my sled, pulled it onto the river
and walked north into the wilderness.
My first run-in with police came after
three weeks. Two officers were waiting
for me several miles outside the all-but
abandoned industrial town of Ust-Kuiga.
One wore a frayed uniform and a pistol at
his hip. For an hour they asked questions
about my intentions in Russia and my
opinion on the situation in Ukraine, then
made me sign a document agreeing to
obey the laws of the Russian Federation.
I dragged my sled over hills to join the
Omoloy river, where the forest gave way
to tundra. I was welcomed politely by vil-
lage elders but detected a nervousness.
Ukraine was on everyone’s lips, and my
foreignness held the promise of trouble.
Cranes reared up from the skyline as I
approached the port of Tiksi, my final
destination. My hike was at an end, but
the nightmare was about to begin.
Two unsmiling policemen came to the
door of a drab Soviet-era apartment I’d
rented. They drove me to the station in an
ailing four-wheel drive “for registration”.
After a couple of hours of questions about
my purpose and intentions, I asked to
leave — and my request was denied. That
was when I realised I was under arrest.
Over the coming hours I was once
more accused of journalism, but with the
added offence of “photographing
restricted military sites”. I later discov-
ered that surface-to-air missile silos had
recently been installed nearby.
The court was hastily convened at
9.30pm on the third floor of a concrete
apartment block. A jumble of mis-
matched wooden chairs and tilting guard
rails were ranged before a lacquered
judge’s bench. The twin seals of Russia
and Yakutia hung on a wall of peeling
white paint. I was offered neither a law-
yer nor the chance to make a phone call.
This time a fine of £50 was accompa-
nied by deportation, and a five-year
ban from Russia. The judge was curt
and clinical: I would have to return to
Yakutsk and fly home. I was driven to my
apartment to pack, then back to the
police station. After a lengthy fingerprint-
ing process with old-fashioned ink roll-
ers, I was locked in a small, windowless
cell, where the light remained on all night
and I gazed glumly at my blackened
fingertips. Yet I felt relatively safe in
For 24
hours a
day I
was in a
cell with
two
security
cameras
Charlie Walker took a risk embarking on a trek through Russia’s frozen east
on the eve of the Ukraine invasion. The police soon caught up with him
Batagay
200 miles
Treks to Tiksi
3
Arrested
in Tiksi
4
Jailed in
Yakutsk
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Yakutsk to
Batagay
Ust-Kuiga 2
Yana River
Omoloy
River
Ukraine
Tiksi should have been the final stop on Charlie Walker’s trip
My Siberian adventure
ended in Putin’s prison
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the knowledge that I should be home in a
few days.
I was flown three hours back to Yak-
utsk, where two uniformed bailiffs were
waiting to drive me to the Centre for Tem-
porary Detention of Foreign Citizens,
where my belongings were placed in a
locker and I was marched into a cell. As
the heavy metal door clanged shut, I
couldn’t believe what was happening.
It was a prison by any other name. For
24 hours a day I was locked in a large cell
with four bunk beds and two security
cameras that recorded everything except
the small adjoining bathroom with sink,
curtain-less shower and seatless loo. I
shared the cell with a Kyrgyz man being
deported for working without a visa, and
a Ukrainian with a resounding snore who
had spent two years in a different prison
for an offence he wouldn’t disclose.
Initially I was told I would be there just
a few days before being sent home, but
those days came and went. The guards
shouted a lot and one of them frequently
called me a spy. Occasionally curiosity
would get the better of them and they
would ask me about Britain or Ukraine. I
refused to be drawn on the latter.
Every morning we were frisked and
the cell was thoroughly turned over in
search of weapons and drugs. Three
times a week I was given 15 minutes of
supervised access to my phone — just
about enough time to be updated by my
partner and family as they co-ordinated
with the Foreign Office and the British
embassy in Moscow to hasten my release.
My partner and a friend in Yakutsk
arranged for a local lawyer to appeal my
case. After a fortnight inside, I was taken
to a large, newly built courthouse in two
sets of handcuffs. The judge rejected my
appeal with barely a glance at the papers.
Moved to a cell on my own, my spirits
plummeted. I felt truly lonely for the first
time in years. The threat of a retrial and a
sentence of 15 years weighed heavily on
me. The footage of me being questioned
was broadcast on the local TV channel.
I had been behind bars for four weeks
when, all of sudden, on May 18, my
deportation finally began. I was allowed
to buy plane tickets via Moscow and
Dubai to coincide with the deportation of
three Central Asian prisoners. A two-per-
son Swat team took me through customs
and immigration in Moscow, where I was
finally given back my passport.
I thought the ordeal was at an end, but
was then directed into a side room. Six
new police officers spent an hour and a
half questioning me, searching my bags,
reading messages and emails on my
phone, scrolling through years of photos,
and trying to decipher the tiny, crabbed
writing in my diary. They seemed more
determined to prove me a spy than any of
my previous interrogators, and I started
to believe I wouldn’t be allowed to board
my Emirates flight. However, with only
minutes remaining to take-off, I was led
to the departure gate at a run.
The instant the wheels left the tarmac,
I broke down in tears for the first time —
an outpouring of relief and rage. My real
crime was being a British citizen in the
new Russia: a nation of rising paranoia
where the Soviet-era suspicion of foreign-
ers has been reborn. Yet I was lucky to
escape with only four weeks in prison.
Just one ambitious or vengeful official
and I might have been put away for years
in a post-truth system where facts and
evidence are now irrelevant.
Sit-ups can
shove off:
the new
fitness rules
We’ve finally worked out that the
age-old exercise does more harm
than good. Scarlett Wrench
debunks six more workout myths
— no pre-stretching required
adjustments, a surplus of
calories and a consistent,
challenging training
programme.
Putting on mass is even
tougher for women.
“Women don’t have as
much testosterone as men, so
it takes longer to build
muscle,” says Hendrick
Famutimi, a personal trainer
and champion powerlifter.
If getting leaner is your
goal, there’s good research to
show that strength-training
can be just as effective as
aerobic exercise for reducing
body fat. “The more muscle
mass you have, the more
efficient your body becomes
at burning fat, as your
metabolic rate increases,”
Zolkiewicz explains. At a
higher intensity, strength
sessions can also elevate your
heart rate, he says, providing
a hit of cardio too.
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Walking doesn’t
count as real exercise
It’s a myth that cardio
is a “no pain, no gain”
endeavour. Naturally,
charging through a 5k will get
you fitter than a jaunt around
the park. But if longevity —
rather than elite endurance —
is your goal, there are plenty
of studies to back up walking’s
benefits. One paper in the
journal JAMA Internal
Medicine found that people
who clocked up 8,000 or
more steps a day had a
significantly lower risk of
heart complications than
those who did just 4,000.
Walking also strengthens your
leg muscles, as well as
supporting the muscles of the
lower back and core. The best
time for your stroll? After
meals: research shows a short
walk can help to balance your
body’s blood-sugar response.
5
You need to cut carbs
to lose body fat
The word “carbs” may
have become
synonymous with
stodge, but carbohydrates are
found in a variety of foods,
from vegetables to lentils. The
confusion arises from the idea
that, by raising blood sugar,
carb-based foods will trigger
fat-storage, says Lee Amico, a
nutrition coach who works
with athletes via his dietary
service Monday Muscle. But
modest fluctuations in blood-
sugar levels are normal and,
as long as you’re feeding your
body with the right amount of
energy to meet its demands,
there’s no cause for weight
gain. “As a benchmark, I’d
aim to get 30 per cent of your
daily calories from
carbohydrates,” Amico
suggests. “And for those
looking to get the best out of
their exercise sessions, I’d
recommend 30g-60g before
and after training.”
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Pumping your arms
will slim them down
Perhaps one of the
most pervasive myths —
that tricep dips can
burn off the fat on the back of
your arms while crunches will
help you lose your belly — is
pseudoscientific.
“You can build muscle in
specific areas with weight
training, but you can’t spot-
reduce fat,” Famutimi says.
He likens body fat to a bowl of
water: you can lower the
overall level, but you
can’t drain it from
specific places. “The
benefit of arm-
strengthening exercises
is not to burn fat in that
spot, but to develop
muscle and change their
shape,” he says.
Scarlett Wrench is
senior editor at Men’s
Health UK
T
he sit-up is standing
down. That’s according
to a recent article in The
Atlantic magazine,
which chronicles the
demise of what was once the
world’s go-to abs exercise. No
longer a staple of the kind of
fitness tests deployed by both
army drill sergeants and
primary school PE teachers,
the sit-up is now thought to be
more trouble than it’s worth
due to the stress it places on
the lower spine. It seems our
bodies aren’t built to bend like
that — or at least not 50 times
in a row.
And who would miss it? It’s
hardly the most exciting of
movements. Nor the most
effective. “Sit-ups can be
considered an ‘isolation
exercise’,” explains the
personal trainer Artur
Zolkiewicz: they target
specific muscles rather than
strengthening your
midsection as a whole.
“There are plenty of
exercises that are superior to
sit-ups, ticking all the boxes to
make sure your core looks
good and functions well,” he
says. His favourites include
the Pallof press, the “suitcase
carry” and variations of the
plank. Other trainers suggest
the “deadbug” (lying on your
back and lifting your arms
and legs), or hollow holds.
But the supremacy of the
sit-up isn’t the only popular
fitness myth that is overdue a
rethink. Here are six more:
1
Short workouts don’t
make a difference
If quizzed on what
prevents us exercising,
most of us would cite
“lack of time”. But missing an
opportunity to work out
because you don’t have a full
hour to spare is a mistake.
Japan’s University of Tsukuba
found that a 10-minute jog is
sufficient to increase blood
flow to regions of the brain
that boost problem-solving —
handy for your lunch breaks
mid-week. A separate paper
in the Journal of Physiology
reports that as little as four
minutes of daily exercise can
improve heart function.
2
You need to stretch
before a workout
Most of us learnt to do
this in our school PE
lessons, but it’s not the
smartest way to warm up
before training. The clue is in
the name: a warm-up should
raise the temperature of the
muscles you’re about to work,
while boosting blood flow and
improving range of motion in
your joints. Which means
dynamic drills that get your
heart pumping are more
valuable than reach-and-hold
stretches.
“Studies show that static
stretching before training has
the potential to weaken
performance,” Zolkiewicz
says. “And there’s little
evidence that it will prevent
injury or mitigate muscle
soreness.” Instead, he
suggests saving it for your
post-exercise cool-down,
combined with deep
breathing exercises.
3
Weight training will
make you “bulky”
Adding visible muscle
mass involves serious
graft — many gym-goers
wish it were quite as simple
as picking up heavy objects
for a few weeks only to
wake up one
morning with
shirt-straining
biceps. In fact,
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When I attended an ARM raid
in Thaxted, Essex, the group’s
de facto leader (and former
Ukip candidate) Tony Bennett
told me he was motivated in
part by a desire to stop the
creation of a worldwide
government. This was
because God prefers that
humanity lives in “distinct
nations” — as proved by the
fate of the Tower of Babel.
Despite such objections, I
believe that the metric system
is, on the whole, a genuinely
utopian project. It is a success
of bureaucracy that has
allowed global trade and
scientific research to prosper
by providing a common
tongue. Introducing imperial
measures (if the plan proves
to be more than just a Jubilee-
week distraction) will not
hinder this work, only
inconvenience and alienate
the majority of Britons
already accustomed to metric
thinking.
It’s worth noting that the
metric system has often been
adopted by countries during
times of political upheaval.
Only when the old sureties of
life have been thrown into
disarray can changes to
anything as fundamental as
units of weight and measure
be considered. Johnson
hopes this is just such a
moment for the UK. But the
revolution is over, and metric
has already won.
Beyond Measure: The Hidden
History of Measurement, by
James Vincent, is published by
Faber (£18.99)
“unworkable” for exactly this
reason, bemoaning that the
metre’s definition “excludes,
ipso facto, every nation on
earth from a communion of
measurement”.
In the UK, these arguments
were bolstered by a heady
mixture of nativist
resentment and
pseudoscientific belief. The
metric system was decried
not only as a foreign
imposition that would
confuse and antagonise the
simple British, but an
unnatural and atheistic
invention of bloodthirsty
revolutionaries.
It might seem to odd to
suggest that units of
measurement have a spiritual
dimension, but this belief was
common in the 19th century.
In the 1860s, Scotland’s
astronomer royal, Charles
Piazzi Smyth, popularised the
theory that the inch was not
merely a unit of convenient
length and noble lineage but
a divine endowment from
God. After travelling to Egypt
to measure the dimensions of
the Great Pyramid at Giza, he
claimed the monuments were
built using a “sacred cubit”
and “pyramid inch” devised
by the Great Architect
himself. This theory was not
necessarily new — Isaac
Newton had devoted much
study to the sacred cubit —
but Smyth’s measurements
grounded the proposal in
supposedly scientific data.
Just as God had gifted Adam
with language, Smyth argued,
the Great Pyramid was
“devised likewise for the
metrology of all nations”. To
reject the inch, he said, was
to ignore providence itself.
Fast forward to today, and
while arguments against the
adoption of metric weights
and measures are not so often
based in pyramidology, they
retain a spiritual connection.
While researching my new
book on the measurement, I
got to know a group known as
Active Resistance to
Metrication, or ARM —
guerrilla fighters in Britain’s
unseen metrological war.
Their goal? To “oppose forced
metrication”. Their method?
Well, mostly attacking metric
road signs and signposts:
unscrewing them at night or
Foot fetishists
can’t win this
anti-metric
campaign
fretted that the new names
would alienate people and
that the definition of
the metre — derived
from the Paris
meridian and
fixed as one ten-
millionth of
the distance
from the
North Pole to
the Equator —
was too
localised to
France for other
nations to adopt.
Indeed, when
considering US
metrication at the
time, Thomas
Jefferson declared
the system
I
t was the judgment of the
historian Eric Hobsbawm
that “the most lasting and
universal consequence of
the French revolution is
the metric system”. And yet
in the UK seems determined
to try to hold back the
metrological tide. While
others nation have embraced
metric units as a universal
language of knowledge and
trade, here in “Global
Britain”, the government is
suggesting we return to our
local dialect by restoring
imperial units in shops. This
can never be.
Fighting the metric system
seems, at first, a little
quixotic. After all, who cares
whether you buy your fruit
and veg in pounds or kilos, so
long as the price is right? Yet
for millennia, control over
measurement has been
incredibly important for
countries, and this
connection between
metrology and sovereignty
still lingers today. Decrees
ensuring states have
consistent units of measure in
order to ensure fair trading
can be found in the world’s
oldest legal documents, from
the Babylonians’ Code of
Hammurabi to Magna Carta.
And, knowingly or not, Boris
Johnson is tapping in to this
historical lineage.
Hostility to metric weights
and measures is also nothing
new, and arguably predates
the metric system itself. Even
before the system was
finalised by the French
intellectual elite in the 1790s,
scientists and politicians
The pyramids
used a
‘sacred cubit’
The PM’s push for pounds and
ounces is the latest salvo in an
imperial war that has been raging
— pointlessly — for 200 years,
writes James Vincent
Tony Bennett
converts a
traffic sign
into yards