Today I'll tell you a little story about my trip to the mountains. :)
Last year's trip (october) Pyatigorsk-Chegem-Elbrus-Pyatigorsk.
On Friday, September 29 at 22.00 the crew, consisting of three persons (= MD = Big and I) moved in the direction of Pyatigorsk, that would look at the balloons and, if possible, for them to fly. We drove all night. The rain was a companion of our small company. Around three o'clock in the night we are tired, tried to sleep - badly ... so we drove on.... By morning we were in Pyatigorsk, exhausted but still happy. We met Valerie. We arrived somewhere at 7 am.
And till 3 o'clock in the afternoon we drove around the city (there - here) ... During the visits it became clear that our budget is too small to be a hotel of this level! $24 with a nose for the night. And to live a week, nearly 170 ... But include the food! ..
We were very tired and ill-pondered ... came in the room. I immediately fell to sleep. But the "Big One " could not sleep on an empty stomach and they are tributes went for a meal! My companions arrived, we went into the hall to eat.
Hall is spacious and even with the seats, but the room does not look good. So the evening, the yellow light bulbs. Outside the windows does not stop raining. Knockingon the glass and knocks, rustic way. Ate. We were on the second floor, the first peopledrank vodka seriously, even singing songs. We drank tea and went to sleep.Tomorrow will be planning!
Woke up late, probably affected fatigue. The building was already nearly empty, as it turned out all were moved to a more comfortable building.
Valera invited Daniel to work with the balloon. We stayed out of work. That is such a situation: if Daniel is working with balloons, then we're going home ... because I do not special funds, not the mood to continue.
If Daniel is going with us, we will go in pursuit of the weather in Chegem. (In Pyatigorsk, still more rain). Hour deciding maybe two ... I went to the deserted building, drinking tea and a little nervous. We have already left the bag in the car, borrowed from the bank with stewed meat and I took more potatoes, onions, and salt!
All right, let's go home? None. Daniel travels with us. Hooray!
Let's go in Chegem!
Little circled, but eventually found the road. When it was approaching Chegem Waterfalls stopped photographed.
Evening, cloudy. Very humid. And the waterfalls! Some mystical mood ... Mountains,shrouded in mist, such mysterious and inaccessible ... Something wild is born in mind when looking at them ... Maybe awe ... People are born and die, they still are ... It's getting dark, but we still managed to drive up in place before nightfall.
So I put shoes, straighten and saw mountains and grass and sun and sky! Such akaleidoscope of colors! And light mist over the mountains. And so fresh. The air rings.Such transparent, believe me, you can drink! Full chest breathe the air that wouldplease the weary lungs. And at this moment you breathe the whole body, every cell!
And the hot sun gently falls on the cheek. Dew on the grass.
I think we are good, if the mountains in the morning gave us such wonderful weather.
Last year's trip (october) Pyatigorsk-Chegem-Elbrus-Pyatigorsk.On Friday, September 29 at 22.00 the crew, consisting of three persons (= MD = Big and I) moved in the direction of Pyatigorsk, that would look at the balloons and, if possible, for them to fly. We drove all night. The rain was a companion of our small company. Around three o'clock in the night we are tired, tried to sleep - badly ... so we drove on.... By morning we were in Pyatigorsk, exhausted but still happy. We met Valerie. We arrived somewhere at 7 am.
And till 3 o'clock in the afternoon we drove around the city (there - here) ... During the visits it became clear that our budget is too small to be a hotel of this level! $24 with a nose for the night. And to live a week, nearly 170 ... But include the food! ..
We were very tired and ill-pondered ... came in the room. I immediately fell to sleep. But the "Big One " could not sleep on an empty stomach and they are tributes went for a meal! My companions arrived, we went into the hall to eat.
Hall is spacious and even with the seats, but the room does not look good. So the evening, the yellow light bulbs. Outside the windows does not stop raining. Knockingon the glass and knocks, rustic way. Ate. We were on the second floor, the first peopledrank vodka seriously, even singing songs. We drank tea and went to sleep.Tomorrow will be planning!
Woke up late, probably affected fatigue. The building was already nearly empty, as it turned out all were moved to a more comfortable building.
Valera invited Daniel to work with the balloon. We stayed out of work. That is such a situation: if Daniel is working with balloons, then we're going home ... because I do not special funds, not the mood to continue.
If Daniel is going with us, we will go in pursuit of the weather in Chegem. (In Pyatigorsk, still more rain). Hour deciding maybe two ... I went to the deserted building, drinking tea and a little nervous. We have already left the bag in the car, borrowed from the bank with stewed meat and I took more potatoes, onions, and salt!
All right, let's go home? None. Daniel travels with us. Hooray!
Let's go in Chegem!
Little circled, but eventually found the road. When it was approaching Chegem Waterfalls stopped photographed.
Evening, cloudy. Very humid. And the waterfalls! Some mystical mood ... Mountains,shrouded in mist, such mysterious and inaccessible ... Something wild is born in mind when looking at them ... Maybe awe ... People are born and die, they still are ... It's getting dark, but we still managed to drive up in place before nightfall.
Was thought to travel to Marat, and spend the night with him ... But we arrived on nature and sleep in the house? A sober mind is won and we decided to sleep in tents. Cold, snow pellets drizzles. And the mountains are getting blacker and blacker. Kazbek with Mukhtar not encouraged by the "Weather is such a whole week ..."
Atmosphere: It's almost night, all dark-violet tones ... The sky is almost indistinguishable from the mountains. Cold, calm. Fog and snow pellets. Couples clubs pulled out of mouth. The grass under feet wet and a little slide. And the silence!
Hear only a stream and mountains ... mountains so softly whispered something. Thisdoes not pass. Such silence. There's not just silence, there is silence, full of meaning,in some deep sense. Primordial.
Began to prepare to eat, sag flashlight from the car. A light so white and displays a table and meter next, and abroad darkness!! Dense,moist darkness.
Well we have a tasty snack. Went to sleep in a tent with three partners, because it was very cold and wet. I’m like cabbage put up all that you can wear. Terrific was asleep in the mountains, and I was lucky, I was warmed on both sides.
In the morning I woke up from the heat .... Eyes still closed,but the skin is absorbing heat. I opened my eyes, and the first thing I see, not the ceiling of his bedroom. I can see flecks of sunlight on the walls of the tent ... I hear sound stream, Oleg fuss ... "Big One " had almost got out of the tent, and invites me to watch …
Atmosphere: It's almost night, all dark-violet tones ... The sky is almost indistinguishable from the mountains. Cold, calm. Fog and snow pellets. Couples clubs pulled out of mouth. The grass under feet wet and a little slide. And the silence!
Hear only a stream and mountains ... mountains so softly whispered something. Thisdoes not pass. Such silence. There's not just silence, there is silence, full of meaning,in some deep sense. Primordial.
Began to prepare to eat, sag flashlight from the car. A light so white and displays a table and meter next, and abroad darkness!! Dense,moist darkness.
Well we have a tasty snack. Went to sleep in a tent with three partners, because it was very cold and wet. I’m like cabbage put up all that you can wear. Terrific was asleep in the mountains, and I was lucky, I was warmed on both sides.
In the morning I woke up from the heat .... Eyes still closed,but the skin is absorbing heat. I opened my eyes, and the first thing I see, not the ceiling of his bedroom. I can see flecks of sunlight on the walls of the tent ... I hear sound stream, Oleg fuss ... "Big One " had almost got out of the tent, and invites me to watch …
So I put shoes, straighten and saw mountains and grass and sun and sky! Such akaleidoscope of colors! And light mist over the mountains. And so fresh. The air rings.Such transparent, believe me, you can drink! Full chest breathe the air that wouldplease the weary lungs. And at this moment you breathe the whole body, every cell!
And the hot sun gently falls on the cheek. Dew on the grass.
I think we are good, if the mountains in the morning gave us such wonderful weather.
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