UFA - SHIGIRI

*Hello, All!* I poured some light stress with beer and sat down near the fire. Although, of course, "bonfire" - said loudly. A pile of rotten driftwood poplar hisses and wreaks stinking smoke right in the eyes. Well, who cheats like that... Vanka is smoking, Mikha is cleaning the hare. Still, he caught five of them, one - Vankin. Let's eat a couple of them, now we'll fry them over the fire. Hey, then you need to At least organize some normal firewood. The sun set behind the horizon, it became quiet. Near the shore the fish went wild. Look mine is wandering around the surrounding bushes. I see a fallen piece of bread - a poplar again. I take it out backpack chain saw. Amid enthusiastic exclamations, I grab it for her alone. half a log. Each hariyzok, being salted, is placed on a twig and held above coals until cooked. Oh, how cool it is! The saliva is already coagulating. You'll swallow your tongue - you won't notice... Just like that, it's getting dark. The air is cool and fresh, clean, like crystal spring water. The sky in the north is a beautiful golden-purple color. Noctilucent clouds are clearly visible on it, although it is too early for them to appear - it’s still July! But the silhouettes of birches and aspens that grow still look beautiful against this background behind a small grass field that adjoins our shore. After eating baked harry, washing it down with strong tea with Ufa water, Mikha and I decide to set the switch. We put Mikhina’s spinners and two of mine on the linewobblers. As a result, a chub of 400 grams grabs the wobbler and breaks the line. But we they still pulled him out. But one spinner disappeared after all, apparently someone cut it off. We decided to crawl to the other shore - there the current was immediately fast, even though the ship you can drive. To be honest, that's where we came from. :) At night the ship was attacked by a pike. She hit the wobbler, got stuck and, shaking head, left. The guys saw from the outside. I just felt the weakness, so and not realizing what it was... I caught another chub. It seemed a bit more different than the first one. But Micah was so lucky. I gave him the reins to control the ship, and I went drink tea, that’s where he got an ide at 800 and fucked up... Three fish for a ship, six fish for a balamboshka - well, nothing, although it happened better. :) In the morning we walked through the dew and fog, happy. There was only one thing gnawing at my soul - The place was unfamiliar, yet there was still some strangeness in it... [end to follow] /That’s all, All, you can scroll further.../