I went on a two-day hike through the Olmansky marshes. The impressions are extremely positive, judge for yourself.:
- slightly wet her feet in the swamp, deftly (or not very well) jumped from hummock to hummock, like a mountain goat, tasted last year's cranberries right from the bushes;
- I fried bacon over a campfire, as I did when I was a kid, and then I dried my socks there and had heartfelt conversations until midnight to smell smoke from head to toe.;
- I took a break from messengers and rebooted no worse than on trendy Balinese retreats;
- I climbed a 50-meter-high tower, which "well, the boards are a little rotten, of course, but in general it's OK, you just hold on tight."
And what kind of tea is obtained from rosemary, mmmm!
I want to say a huge thank you to Anatoly, who made this trip very comfortable even for an unprepared tourist like me. He saved us from the cold, hunger, and the prospect of getting lost in the woods.
I think if the Olman marshes have guardians, they are not some mythical spirits, but such active people who truly love and cherish their region. ❤️
We recently vacationed here with colleagues. A very warm welcome and an exciting program of kayaking on the river and a car ride through the local surroundings. Thanks to the attentive guides and hospitable owners of the estates. I recommend it to anyone who wants to experience the rustic vibe and take a break from the hustle and bustle of the city.
Thanks to Roman and his family for a great opportunity to take a break from the hustle and bustle of the city. The accommodation is great, the food is delicious, the sauna is great. We'll be back!