Hiking trails
"Hiking trails"
What could be better way! In a way a person becomes cleaner and healthier heart. All petty worldliness remains behind, and crowded apartments, among the usual, boring things. You open space, the novelty of fresh and vivid impressions, meeting with nature and people.
The road - not only joy but also the tests. Do you check yourself, your endurance, his patience, ability to cope with difficulties and hardships. It is not always sunshine, sometimes rain, and soak, and the hail shall cut down, the wind and slipped to the bone, and the frost burn. But it is only decorated and richer life, which without such tests would be fresh everyday and dull. And what does all this small inconvenience for the young, the full powers of man? And for a person under the age if it is not completely wasted themselves ...
Tourist opens up a world for themselves. For true lovers of travel, tourism is not just a vacation. On the road gaining friendship, love and himself. Nowhere is disclosed as fully as in the road. There is no place for hypocrisy, boasting, conceit, selfishness, parasitism. Difficult road like direct and pure in heart, faithful and reliable, ready to provide a shoulder to each other. And how important is this road test, how much it means to follow throughout the life of man!
Right now, on the threshold of old age, do I remember the days and hours when sitting in a warm room, in the comfort of an established way of life in the sleepy town being alone? Of course not! I remember how fiercely and threateningly spun our boat eddy on the Angara, as we drowned in light Usolka River in a boat full of fish when she was crammed in a large, with a cherry, and hail after a monstrous, violent storms, as I froze in a tent on Meshchersky lakes reaching is waiting for the northern duck, as I devoured mosquitoes in the forests Privolhovya and as I was eating them with couscous, cooked on a fire, how broke with smooth vertical walls Karadag, trying to climb a cornelian bay.
I thought about all this and much more than with a sense of relief - they say, to avoid the danger - but how about the best, the happiest that I had in my life. I do not think I lived one who, being healthy and strong, not beating down his feet on the rocky road, not catching for breath on the mountain tops, not froze in the cold, not wet in the rain, the road has not experienced thirst, hunger, go down fatigue. For in the end you come to the target and get it all: fresh water, food, holiday and happy memories for a lifetime.
So be blessed with hiking trails - with a song and then, calluses, and the weight of a backpack, the sun and the intoxicating air, sunrise and sunset, the smoke of the campfire and the stars overhead, the deep sleep and waking up fresh!
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