dolmens of mount neksis

= Day 28 =

A full and interesting day. I slept so long that my head spun for half the day. At 11 AM I headed for Mount Nexis, which is located a few kilometers from Gelendzhik. I had to climb the mountain at the peak of solar activity. The temperature outside was around 38 degrees. I walked along a quarry. The stones in the quarry reflected sunlight, which further intensified the heat. The sun was directly above me, there was no shade anywhere. After an hour and a half of hiking, I thought I was about to get heatstroke. My salvation was a huge crane, apparently intended for drilling. I hid under it and rested for about 20 minutes. The man at the bus stop, with whom I talked while waiting for the bus, warned me about this, saying I had chosen the worst time to go to this mountain. And he invited me to the Zhane waterfalls this evening – bards gather there for a performance. I declined, trying to stick to my plan of action. I didn't waste time and continued on. How much further I had to go – I had no idea. Just as I didn't know where those dolmens were, I found out everything along the way. I came out of the quarry, and soon the ascent up the mountain came to an end. I turned left and saw a picnic spot there. I sat on a stump near the fire pit and drank some tea. This morning I

had thrown a few bags of green tea into a bottle, and over a few hours it had steeped nicely. It turned out strong and astringent – just the way I like it. I rested another 15 minutes and set off further. As soon as I got onto the dirt road, I saw a sign saying "Dolmens." They pointed in the opposite direction – not the way I was going. There wasn't much left.

I climbed to the very top of the mountain, and the first thing that caught my eye was the magnificent view of the surrounding mountains

and villages. I was enchanted by the beauty of these places. And soon after that, I found what I came for – the dolmens.

Judging by what I saw here, there are three dolmens: one first – the "solar," the second – the "lunar." There's also a third – destroyed. They are within walking distance of each other.

As always, there were a lot of tourists. Mostly everyone was in UAZs and sometimes on ATVs. Some, like me, came here on foot. There was no one in regular cars. And no wonder – you can only get up here in a vehicle with high ground clearance, whether it's 4WD or not. I'll get straight to the point. Dolmens are something like nano-machines. One of the functions of dolmens is to capture the Earth's flow and accumulate its energy within themselves. Each dolmen is programmed for something of its own. That

is, one dolmen might be programmed for purification, another for filling and enhancing energy conductivity, a third might even be dedicated to some ancient god and be its "mini-temple," a fourth might enhance certain specific qualities, a fifth might heal, a sixth, seventh, and so on. All of them were made by someone, with both ordinary builders and mages involved in the work. But this is just a version, and it's possible that these things were built simply for burial, and over time they began to acquire narrow qualities.

But in any case, each of them conducts a different state, you can feel it, and you can work with it. Any place

where a dolmen is located is a Place of Power, and like any energetically strong place, it will magnify, like a magnifying glass, everything a person does and "thinks" there. As I already said, on this mountain there are two well-preserved dolmens – the solar and the lunar. I only glanced at the lunar one; I could study the solar one a bit more in detail. It was while meditating inside it that I understood what these programmed machines are. A big plus of these two dolmens is that you can easily climb inside them. Inside, everything feels many times better. If you want, you could even spend the night there. The most obvious characteristic of the solar dolmen is harmonization, straightening, and leveling of energy. It's somehow connected to luck. After it, "things go your way." On it, I easily and quickly managed to make a rune bracelet. Before that, the thread kept getting tangled – after all, it's camping conditions. Another pleasant surprise – a couple of minutes before I was about to leave, a family arrived who were also about to leave soon. And they offered to give me a ride almost to the bus stop, where I'm standing right now waiting for the bus to Pshada. The man (the driver) told me that after this place, he has luck everywhere and everything works out well. Just like for me – I barely got out of the car and almost immediately a bus appeared heading toward Zhane to Pshada – the very bus I needed.

Something else I noticed – it's good to come here with a drum for rituals. Some people actually do that, according to the locals. A very good place. The bus stopped to pick up a person at the stop. At that moment, I accidentally saw a billboard in the window: "Pshada Dolmens." I quickly got off the bus, without even thinking about the consequences – for example, how I'd get out of here later. After all, it was already evening, and it was possible there would be no more buses here. The Pshada dolmens are good, of course, but not like those on Nexis. The Pshada ones seemed kitschy to me. After a month spent in the wild, I've gotten used to the fact that a hike

to places of power is never easy – always with adventures and always with surprises. But overall, the place is pleasant and easy. I wandered around the park, took a few photos. There's a café and a few shops selling various souvenirs and honey. In a word – kitsch.

Sitting near one dolmen, I noticed people walking in crowds and heading in one direction. I asked one of them where they were going, and a young guy answered me that behind the fence there was an apple orchard, where you could easily sneak in and pick apples. "But be careful, the orchard is guarded by dogs, they roam freely there," he warned me.

I emptied my backpack, put it near a tree in front of the fence, and climbed over the barrier. Grabbing myself some food – a great idea, I thought. I quickly ran to the nearest apple tree, which was 15 meters away from me, and

picked as many apples as my hands could carry. I climbed back over the fence, put the apples in my backpack, and made a few more such trips. I was careful, looking around to see if any dogs were nearby. I know they won't show mercy – they'll grab your leg – you won't think it's a small thing. )) In the end, a little over a third of my backpack was just apples. Stolen food from someone else's orchard – what could be tastier. ))

By 8:00 PM I was already standing on the road, catching a bus or a hitchhiking car to get to Tuapse. Buses should still be running, according to the schedule. But after two buses in a row blew me off, I started relying more on hitches. And so it happened. A "four" stopped, the driver was a young guy, he dropped me off at Pshada. And from Pshada I got a bus to Arkhipo-Osipovka – an urban-type settlement on the Black Sea coast. Reaching the settlement, I headed toward the sea. In appearance, the settlement is not much different from a city. Everything is at a pretty decent level; many cities could envy this settlement. It's cozy and lively. A resort, in a word. It was late, but it was still too early to sleep. I went to a pelmeni place, ordered pelmeni with cheese. Closer to 11:00 PM I went to the beach nearby. I fell asleep on a wooden beach bed. I'm spending the night on the shore of the Black Sea under the open sky…