Magic of the morning: dawn over the Ishutinsky fortress

We are all children of big cities. The hustle and bustle, work, traffic jams, high-rise buildings of 25 floors and 500 apartments - all this turns us into other people, clearly not those who nature intended us to. But I know one way how to put brains in place and return myself to that point of consciousness that will be as transparent as possible. Everything is very simple. Need to meet the dawn.

Tula region, we drive towards the Caucasus and stop for the night near Efremov, in a place called the Ishutinskoe fortification. Early morning, the girls are sleeping, and the men's company goes hunting for the beautiful.

A very common question: "What's cooler, dawn or sunset?" In my opinion, everything is obvious - birth is always more beautiful than death.

The guys grab the tripods, but I'm not a serious photographer, so I don't have a tripod - my stabilizer is only what I have with me - two slightly crooked hands.

The sky is filled with life.

Normal people come to the Ishutinsky to go fishing. It is a pity that among normal fishermen there are pigs that have dirtied the coast. Nature lovers, yeah.

Therefore, it is better to look the other way, there Beautiful Sword fully lives up to its name.

The fishermen, apparently, did not sleep at all and were fishing at full speed.

I really love the middle zone of Russia for the pacification that it gives. If people were more likely to be left alone with nature, they would be a little kinder and better, I am sure of that.

They say that an ancient Russian city stood here a long time ago, hence the name - ancient settlement. The devil knows whether this is true or not, but the historical component makes the meeting of the new day even more exciting.

It's time to walk around the fort and look around - yesterday in the dark there was nothing at all before. Right in the middle, where there are two cars and tents, our camp.

We go down, where the Beautiful Sword is buried in greenery.

I was always amazed at the patience of the fishermen. I am terribly impulsive, talking very quickly and standing in one place, staring at the bobber, more than 2 minutes is a feat for me. I'd be crazy, a hundred pounds.

While I was walking up to the tent, the boys ran upstairs already in a different direction - I tried to catch them, but quickly realized the meaninglessness of this plan and, no longer straining, began to walk in complete solitude. On the other hand, there were also those who came here not for fish.

You know, there are some photographers who like to shoot flowers, leaves, and the like? I seem out of these. Is it treated at all?

Light filled the earth with me, and I found the most comfortable fisherman. Not only was he comfortable, but he was also highlighted simply divinely. Buzz!

Let’s digress a little from descriptions of nature in Prishvin style and talk about useful things. How to get to the Ishutinsky settlement? Very simple - you just need to score these coordinates at any service convenient for you: 53 ° 9'4 "N, 38 ° 29'6" E

Primers are passable on absolutely any car. Already at the entrance to the ancient city itself the question arises, how to go down? The short road is only for four-wheel drive jeeps with an increased effect of dementia and courage. The road around easily passes on any crossover. In a passenger car, too, you will pass without any problems if periodic shuffling of the bottom does not bother you. Tear nothing, that's for sure.