For new discoveries in the Provodovsk Region

Jana and I ended the tourist season last year at the end of an unusually wonderful autumn and were looking forward to winter. But somehow it didn't happen. During the whole time, no dust of snow appeared on the ground, and in the blue sky accompanying the frosty sunny day, we could only dream. It is not surprising that by the end of February my desire for the "blue distances" had already reached the excitement of a steppe rabbit, and when at the beginning of March...