Poems about the hike
This report is about the tour: Ghost Valley
Quite a lot of time has passed, but we are still catching up.
He wrote under great impression of what he saw:
Water and stones, snow and rain,
And strong gusts of wind,
And endless cliffs.
And those motives are not clear
That everyone pulled us forward,
But looking back in turn,
Seeing the beauty of the universe,
And putting it aside only in the subconscious,
The heights of heaven are infinity,
It seemed like an eternity
It's been a while since we met.
My shoulders are already aching under the weight.
And it’s far from rest,
But as it becomes easy to walk,
When you drive away these thoughts.
And every day getting up at dawn
We moved forward towards our cherished goal.
We barely had enough of a week
The route must be overcome with determination.
On the road we even tried to sing,
As far as the voice was enough.
We saw a lot along the way:
The beauty of mountains, forests, plateaus.
Nobody regretted that path.
But then the last day came.
We went to the sea.
That's it, the finale.
And those who walked nearby
The whole route, we parted for home.
Just leaving your E-Mail as a souvenir,
Yes birthday date.
There is also a poem, but it should come out later and in pictures.
I'll send you a link.
Sukhanov Dmitry (the largest, with a small plate).
Voronezh.
April 29, 2007 to May 4, 2007 Water and Stones Hike.