So, we set off on our journey with our instructor and guide, Pavel Kozheykin. First, we visited the good old and beautiful Malaya Ritsa. Pavel took us there specifically so that people would understand what beauty means in Abkhaz.
This lake is still gorgeous from the deck of the catamaran that I commandeered.
Then Pavel took us to the regular Ritsa, which wasn't as impressive for those visiting for the first time. Of course, it was, since it was the only decent view. To the right, left, and back, everything was pointlessly and mercilessly cluttered with a horde of vacationers, as well as a horde of people trying to rip them off. I won't show you that, so as not to spoil the atmosphere of this report.
In general, Ostap Bender could learn a thing or two from local businessmen about fleecing people. It's not recommended to buy honey, wine, or dominoes here (I've confirmed this from personal experience). And it's especially annoying when various tour operators protect their own cafes and souvenir shops. Such things happen, but let's not dwell on the bad stuff...
Let's go higher
On the way we stopped at this wonderful waterfall, which, by the way, is closed by a fence, and we, naturally, successfully climbed over it.
And here's an abandoned boarding house. Honestly, it's a little more than completely depressing, but it's good enough for a couple of photos.
We move on, and in front of us is Auadhara.
So, my dear reader…. Before us is Auadhara.
Auadhara mineral water, a famous Abkhazian brand. The label reads "bottled from a spring located at an altitude of 1,650 meters" (WHHHHHH!), but the spring has long since emptied, and all that remains of the "factory" are rusty barrels containing something completely useless, reminiscent of the urine of residents of a basement outside the Moscow Ring Road. Where this mineral water is bottled is a mystery. But it's drinkable; I didn't get poisoned, which certainly deserves a thumbs up from the manufacturer. That's exactly how Comrade Badman would describe this situation. Meanwhile, the real Auadhara water is nearby; the spring is next to a cafe, and it has a very distinctive taste. A real Sprite with a heavy metal flavor. For those nostalgic for the metallic taste of the factory, it's recommended to drink it with good industrial metal or EBM.
There used to be a pump room here.
Having drunk our fill of heavy industrial metal, we moved on. Although the scenery was a little out of keeping with the taste of the factory and its machines, it was still beautiful. This is where we set up camp.
Source: travel.ru