And the mountains look at me ...
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And the mountains look at me ...
In the previous article I wrote about the influence of the beauty of nature on man. It turned out that there was information about the trees and the sea. And then the questions of the readers flew: And where are the mountains? Well, if the people ask for mountains, I'll write about the mountains. But apart from the best mountains there can only be mountains, nothing came to mind. And stick it to Montenegro, too, did not work, because these poems Vladimir Semenovich wrote in 1966, and in Montenegro fell in love in 1974, when he visited here for the first time. And then, I decided to go to the mountains for inspiration, namely Pashtrovichka mountain.
I live in Budva and see it every day ... I admire ... I think that not this one me, this great beauty, causes admiration. But I'm sure that few dared to get to know her as closely as I did with my friends Larissa and Alexei. There are so many impressions that it is impossible to describe everything seen and experienced in one article.
Why did the mountain of Pashtrovich so beckon me? But because I knew - somewhere there, high there is a monastery of St. Spiridon. To aimlessly do not wander the mountains, there we went, taking with us in our backpack gostinitsa for the inhabitants of the monastery. From Budva to the monastery of Rustovo we decided to go by car. We did not plan to stop. But that view of the sea, which opened up the hill, literally shocked my fellow travelers, and they rushed out of the car with enthusiastic cries. The influence of the mountains began, "I thought.
Who was on the amazing top of Lovchen confirms that, being above the world, the thoughts on the strength and power of nature, about their place on this earth and about many other things, such pathos and not so much, come involuntarily. Mountains are forced, it is forced, not suggested to think. I have often observed that after the first exclamations of beauty on the top of the mountains people quiet down and begin to ponder, each about his own. And many then add: What a pity that my mother does not see this ... (wife, husband, sister, etc.). Such contact of man with the majestic beauty of the mountains nourishes and enriches the soul, so people remember their loved ones. Thank you for this, mountains! We are going to you! Yes, we are already going, but not going.
I knew that the monastery of St. Spiridon is at an altitude of 650 m above sea level. Hence lower than Lovcen almost twice. I also had information that 3-4 years ago they made a way there. Therefore, we started the journey cheerfully and with optimism. Moving away from the main road, literally 50 meters we saw a real picture of the upcoming climb. The road looked like a ragged wound on the body of a wild beast. Sometimes it was almost vertical. And always - meandering. That is, to climb on Lovchen, it is enough to walk 461 steps of 20 centimeters and a few horizontal platforms. And to get up 20 centimeters on this road, you need to do 20 steps. The Russians do not surrender, and the article must be written, so no one came back to think about it. Especially since a large herd of goats blocked the way back to us, with a noisy sound coming from the forest. The herd was accompanied by a young charming shepherd in the bright blue Adriatic shirt. Then I remembered the legend of the love of the shepherd and the beautiful princess ... The mountains are full of surprises! And even what! The shepherd spoke perfect English.
To be continued...
Vera Belushchenko
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