Khram Sv. Nikolaya Chudotvortsa

Helping orphans. It's good

Near this temple, my childhood passed. In the 50s and 70s, this building had a cinema with great acoustics. When there was a rental of French films "Three Musketeers", "Fantomas .." all series, "Dacians"; American “Spartak”, “Cleopatra”, “Feats of Hercules”, etc., we, the boys took the line to buy a ticket at five in the morning. Behind this assignment was a warehouse of firewood for a bakery, and behind a warehouse a football field. (There were eight football fields in Lebyazhye at that time. Now there is one.) In the basement of the temple-theater, until the mid-sixties, a church bakery worked, where they baked bread, tastier of which I have never eaten anywhere else. After playing football, we boys ran up to the lattice windows of the bakery and asked the aunts to treat us with bread. They broke bread and treated us all to fragrant, hot, delicious slices. We thanked them, sat opposite the bakery on the grass and satisfied our hunger, restoring the calories spent on football. But the authorities later decided that baking their own bread in Lebyazhye was not effective. A white loaf cost 40 kopecks. The bakery was closed, and plasticine bread with bran was brought from the city. 22 pennies per loaf, which was significantly less than ours. Opposite the temple, through a stone road, there were huge cast-iron forged gates with double-headed eagles - the entrance to the Pilot village. At that time, adults told us that until 1917 pilots lived in it, almost all the Finns who built two rows of identical houses along the bay at the end of the 19th century, and between them dug a deep canal for boats and sheathed with oak planks canal walls. The channel to the west reached the Lebyazhey River, which flows into the Gulf of Finland. In this channel, boats of us which the pilot reached the pier, which was 1 mile from the coast, which during the Second World War torpedo boats were used as a target for training a torpedo attack. The remains of this pier are clearly visible at low tide, if you sail on a boat or boat to a point at approximately latitude 59.973248 North. Longitude 29.452528 East Around this point, it stretches from west to east, and it was called "Royal Pier". The coast of the Pilot Village was reinforced with stone blocks laid on previously made oak cages. This stone ridge stretched along the entire Pilot Village, and three fifty-meter stone breakwaters left it at sea at an equal distance perpendicularly, which served as the protection of the village from the destructive force of the waves. By the way, in the late fifties of the 20th century, by the order of General Musatov (the head of the military unit stationed in the village of Lebyazhye), this protective structure was destroyed, and most of the stones were taken away for the construction needs of the garrison. After that, the coast began to collapse and the one pilot house closest to the bay collapsed and washed away in waves. After the Second World War, there was a rest house in the Kronstadt Naval Base on the territory of the village. A boat station was organized on the canal and vacationers rode along the canal and, together with local residents, bathed in the purest water of the canal. But if the Finns constantly looked after all my constructions and kept them in order. In each house they had a sewer, water supply, and the canal was regularly cleaned. Now everything was left to chance and already in the mid-sixties nothing worked, toilets were built along the canal and it was quickly dirtied. Closed the holiday home. And now the canal has turned into a stinking swamp, the coast has been destroyed, and each owner of the house is protecting his house from the elements as best he can. The military gates of the village were taken to the military unit in the late sixties, and then they disappeared in an unknown direction. Even at the beginning of the sixties, the coast opposite the entire Pilot Village was a magnificent sandy beach, and the coastal water area without a single reed was a bathhouse with a sandy bottom, where local residents and numerous summer residents sunbathed and bathed. And now, without marsh boots, it is impossible to enter a stinking gut, the entire coast and coastal space are overgrown and swamped. The beautiful, beautiful Swan was left only in the memory of the outgoing generation.

The temple itself is unique, one can say, is knocked out of all the creativity of Vasily Kosyakov, not every architect can easily move from style to style, but here we see an excellent result! It is difficult to say that the Naval Cathedral in Kronstadt and the temple in Lebyazhye designed one master. After restoration from the church, do not tear your eyes

Very beautiful temple. Very well seen from the road. Inside unfortunately did not hit. Services are kind of like just on holidays.

In our city in different years, churches and cathedrals of extraordinary beauty were built, which are the hallmark of St. Petersburg.