By russia-btc on Skatehive
This trip happened last summer. It was me, my two sons, my brother and his son — five of us packed into one car for an eight-hour drive. Long roads always feel shorter when you’re not alone. We laughed, argued about music, stopped for coffee, and somewhere along the way I couldn’t resist pulling over to photograph a field of sunflowers under a sky that was slowly turning dark blue. That quiet moment before night always feels cinematic. By the time we reached the campsite we had booked, the weather had clearly made up its mind — grey clouds, heavy air, wind picking up. Still, we managed to grill шашлыки, drink tea in the evening and play cards with the kids. Simple things. The kind you remember later more than any luxury. The next morning the boys spent hours in the pool before insisting we finally go to the lake. I came here with a purpose. I had heard about the healing properties of Lake Yarovoye for years — especially for joints and legs — and wanted to see for myself. This isn’t a p