kirichonochek strung on predilection interests we were in completely opposite directions. i am a seborrhea existing in urban comfort. and akhe krupp remained after the change at the factory. he did something, he collected, he took into account, he saved up time off, he begged for a vacation at his own expense in order to get together with the forest brotherhood and rush somewhere away from the city, and be sure to sing about every campaign, after finishing the campaign, so that everything would not be forgotten. we will take a piece of apatite as a keepsake, but the mineral sweats, it needs to be mined to apat your khibiny mother, it needs to be mined. and you sweat yours. ma

the geography of his journey was the weight of the soviet union and therefore he wrote a song addressed to such a barite, as i did not object to him . i thought about other places where the mountains are steeper and longer, where the snow sings under the skis, where the descent from the slopes is like a flight that children see in their dreams, this is what i will honestly tell you. everything was alien and therefore the rapprochement of interests. we didn't meet like that sometimes. hello hello oh, the deaths of nine belarusian tourists at once, i found out, then immediately 71 years. on the opposite sidewalk from the house under the spire to the communist show , the artist of the belarusian theater vladimir , a horse not an old man, i know, walked some shuffling gait, barely dragging his feet. i

said hello. he nodded to me and said that his son had died in the mountains. it was a tragedy that shook the entire sports world of the soviet union with the death of nine experiments in tourists and climbers at once. i learned the details after 36 years. a specifically june 29, 1997. and you know somehow immediately rooted into this topic and almost immediately one after the other. i made films. here you don’t have a line from vysotsky’s song 8 mm and wrong songs on board ivan franko, bards from all over the country freely sang whatever they wanted in the seventieth belarusian engineer arik groups, an indispensable participant in all bard gatherings, wrote a song about this cruise that hid in the white

snows. we will remember from your shore in minsk in the palace of arts directly and above the exhibition halls, and on the second floor on the left there is a conference hall and here is november 24, 2014. the bards are there. chairs lined up tiered and so in the first row bards with guitars. and for some reason i am among them, they already considered me theirs. all this for a long time more than 2 hours and very, very soulful. what we know at home, when friends left them, sometime at the end of the earth, the song will not be able to live

by itself and the song i won’t break it, you carry it in your backpack. if you want, i'll sing a new one, let it go down the river and break the song, you carry it in your backpack. if you want, i'll sing a new one down the river he was born for a long time, he got drunk, dad, he's a lawyer. mom mina korona taught at school english just before the war forty -one they managed to evacuate. they lived in alma-ata. they were forced to sell wedding rings there in order to feed the children of arik, and his sister returned. they get in there from there. father found a job. arik went to school, graduated from a ten-year-old school, and was drafted into the army, after serving the soviet army he entered the leakey

leningrad institute of film engineers. and there he began to quietly write poetry and, not knowing the notes, pick up some of his songs on the guitar cars and just walking. let's go dark on skis, a heavy bag for school, dyed with a school desk, drank from a divided card, studied by heart for a long time, belarus belarus distribution after graduating from the lika leningrad institute of film engineers will be very intricate, his fate will be distributed to minsk at that time number plate. well, in general, the vavilov plant , which is located right behind the

belarusfilm film studio, noticed some kind of coincidence film engineer. the optician is assigned to an enterprise next to the film studio belarusfilm, remember this is the 1957 world youth festival in moscow and our youth learned that foreign countries. here they are, here are their representatives, that these foreign countries exist not only in geography textbooks on postage stamps. how old are these guys and girls from foreign countries 20 25, their convictions were formed during the years of the cold war launched against us immediately after the defeat of hitlerism, our enemies did everything to

discredit socialist ideals and alienate the young generation of mankind from us, but their hearts were drawn to us to our country. in spite of all the difficulties of danger that awaited many of them on the way , they came to moscow from all countries of the world to see our life with their own eyes, to understand the truth with their own mind. and now, after the festival , our youth somehow no longer lived as before. well, they wanted something simple, and then looking around, they didn’t see that such an opportunity is the whole vast union of soviet socialist republics tourism. and here is the character of the hero of my today's story, arik. the group merged, two of his

passions a passion for tourism and a passion for writing songs, so he wrote about 100 of them , so many travels there are a dozen stars above his head. and an ax to put firewood on a scar like that fold your backpack, because this is not the first time we hear reasonable words hope, who introduced herself as his wife, remembered that just from their first meeting in september of the seventieth year, alex immediately invited her and her daughter to a camping trip next weekend , a bundle by the fire around arika, about 40 people, the girls look at him with delight, and he plays and sings until five in the morning and the people around the campfire sang along with his songs both familiar and new, which the arit composed composed composed composed.

as a matter of fact, this was his way of life. no, that was his life forest mountains. they come to us and fairy tales miracles for the presidency. and there were also bard festivals, where the krupp chairman of the belarusian ksp amateur song club was a very honorary member of the jury, and here is the irony of fate an invitation to the next grushinsky festival. in kuibyshev , she lay in the mailbox of the factory hostel, where alik lived in those days when he walked in the sayans

search for nine belarusian tourists who died there. why do paintings in the east read painting, calligraphy, ceramics and porcelain , an amazing work that keeps its history and is full of mysterious meaning? we will visit the exhibition, belarus china cooperation and friendship watch the fashion for culture project this weekend only on our channel. by their appearance on the site, they are able to put on a show. what city is called eternal rome rome rome

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radio television, which was born in the ussr , concert venues broadcasted to us and we are not afraid of the not wolfish, after all, we are guys komsomol youth never. we were able to komsomol restless hearts will not relax with the komsomol. i will be young in the evening. i go to the komsomol members along the virgin land, we are people of great flight. the sky will become blue for them, i will not part with the komsomol. i will be forever young, i will not stay with the komsomol. i will be forever young. we were interested in other songs songs that were sung completely unknown back then

people called them bards to us from the celtic word bardo with to proclaim and they proclaimed freedom of speech okudzhava let's join hands friends , so as not to disappear one by one what are we proud of. bastards that he is in his bed, my friend belarusian bard. volodya beaver in singing the fool will go to the hillock and can be seen from afar, the higher this hillock, the more visible the fool is to everyone, but here is the smart ideologue. well, no laughing say. ah, well done, here is bobrikov. well done,

how he ridiculed fools. so no, no, banned recognized themselves banned. it’s impossible we officially covered the ward’s song, but near the forest kohl whatever you want, every fire has a filthy ear, not for you songs inappropriate in the cities of concert halls, because my songs are for belarus, dear for halts, and the weather, we girls are a whim. naya lake. there, rivers are strung on a string, then lakes, it’s well done, as if beads are strung on a string of rivers. and tourism became an unconscious form of protest, people fell out redundant. at least for a while they left the father of

the competition from the endless queues from the inescapable deficit went into the forest. they created at least for a while, at least intuitively. here is this model of a free youth spontaneously established society, the authors of such songs became famous, but as they say, you will not officially become famous for them. arik worked in his height such as lyricists near campfire songs, but in the sixty-fifth he became both popular and famous. this year such an all-union campaign took place in brest. patriotic marshal of the soviet union ivan

konya led the way to the places of military and labor glory. and then one day, passing by, he heard some company singing a song of the same age traces. he stopped and listened, the guys noticed the presence of marshal, but before they sang it was our guys from minsk, when they finished , marshal said, but you see, what a good song you can sing without obscenity. you are looking for peers , traces of the dead, who is the author of me ? the famous first trip to the places of military and labor glory slava group became the entire soviet union from this 65 year from brest.

time for us to keep in memory and more often to remember peers will not leave you nameless. in 1960, the growing number of released films led to an increase in production, and in a very short time in belarusfilm, all key technical positions were taken by young graduates for engineers, and they created their own elite closed club of likovites, moreover, they found more graduates in belarusfilm. pre-war leakey and began to gather. for the first

time they were going to put on belarusian cinema in december 1960. someone thought of taking a movie camera and filming this first gathering. for a year. they developed the negative, edited it, printed a copy, and in the next year of 1961 they showed this ten-minute video under, of course, the laughter of those present in general, which began with a title. this merry gathering continued , and again it was filmed and shown the following year.

production of the neighboring plant named after vavilov is already a star of a bard song, a likovets, a graduate, and we will be friends drinking team belarus today we will load ourselves and be with friends so friends, see you in jubilee 1968. again interesting. and this rhyme will also play its role in subsequent events in the seventieth year. they called me about something, asked about it, in my opinion, the gumenyuki spouses. they say, they ask us. so you sang in

misty belarus today we will load for some reason, by the way, we will load, questioning had no questions. but what is foggy, belarus, why is it foggy in your gumminik answered? well, because we have a lot of fogs like in england. yes, but you don’t sing about england. so we were not there, and we know their fogs only from the soviet press, they painted them with a finger, and now the video, filmed in 1970 with a stamp, the great film turned out to be the last. and in half a year , the soul of this club arik will die in the mountains and the film studio or the film and the elite club of the likovites will cease to exist. it's not too late for us to fix

errors. there is still time to make new ones. don't mistake gifts for a stripe. we can get along with things for the time being, considering adversity as a model, good luck, and the ugly duckling is always a promise and the first hint of a solution to a problem and the first hint of a solution to a problem. mom asked arik not to go on this trip. she heard that the sayan is a very dangerous place, very dangerous mountains, as if she sensed a mother ’s heart was troubled, but her son rejoices mikhail root, the leader of the minsk group, takes him with him

on this trip to the sayan on the evening of march 6, 1971 a dozen minskers are being seen off at the minsk railway station on a train to moscow, which means it’s fun the beginning of march is dark, so the photo has not been preserved, but my friend tourist sashakov recalls that 40 people gathered it was fun. a lot of jokes, laughter, singing a song sat down, right on the pavement began to sing a song picked up, but then someone rolled a cart with twisted mattresses there the song continued. they passed around a bottle of champagne down the throat in farewell. could the mourners think that nine people out of ten were alive like that. they are no longer they will never see that the songs of the arika, they will never hear again, never only in tape

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here there is an imitation of the sun's rays and the light that imitates the sun, and heats the panel , which converts the energy of the sun into the energy of heating water for the house, we are at the -20 mark. this is the lowest point of our career. if we compare it with the level of the baltic sea, then we will say 20 m under water and share the intricacies of his work, which he simply loves to drive a car. yes, it looks like a toy breeds in the future and her education, 24. editors' club and so this is the most important brand of belarus for all these 30 years. this is the economic world. primarily security,

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see in the project the club of editors on belarus 24 tv channel. in moscow, four tourists from gomel are met in trouble, two groups had to start together, then cross somewhere and return to the base together, the small townsmen can’t walk because they got sick. at they are the fifth, there are four of them, and according to the rules of strict rules, at least five people must go on a campaign, what should i do? and here again the joke of the playwright named life. misha root graciously lends his tenth doctor , eduard mikhail voyunov, to the hamelians of those five of these nine, and the doctor mikhailov, due to the fact that he was expelled from the group, root will remain alive. in 40 years we will meet him the best playwright in life. from moscow to irkutsk by train two or three days from

irkutsk by plane to nizhneudinsk from there by a small plane the upper gutara, there a group of minskers and hamelians disperse, they must meet, somewhere later and return together. here they are all on the screen in the footage already taken with eight-millimeter cameras by vadim kazarin and volodya, a horse in a vest with a guitar, gets on the train to meet planes with friends. yes, red dawn to talk, what to talk about, but about the same, but mountains, better than which can only be mountains, which i have not yet been, when the aged golubovsky rescuers came to me 40 years later. e, simonov gerasimovich. they were identified on the screen. after all, in my face, except for arik, krupka did not know anyone, they told me them.

everyone was called mikhail root 34 years old tourist instructor head of the group arik krug 34 years old, optical engineer of the vavilov plant first category in skiing anna nekhayeva 33 years old radio operator of the air defense army headquarters alexander fabrisenko, 29 years old candidate master of sports in mountaineering igor korneev 40 years old candidate for master of sports in mountain tourism fedor yemein, 33 years old instructor skalolaz alexander noskov 33 years old master of sports in mountaineering vadim kazarin, 23 years old the first category in skiing. vladimir skakun 33 of the year. the first category of mountain tourism drew attention. all neither children nor adolescents all mature people adults all masters of sports are candidates for dischargers. everyone already went on

difficult hikes along the kola peninsula to the polar subpolar urals. and the river was difficult hikes climbing to the peaks, everyone noted its perseverance and endurance. how did it happen that they all suddenly died, like writing the last letter on three sheets of fiber with a pen with a red core. hope of snow. this year, very little, this reduces the avalanche danger to almost zero. i i will return to minsk around april 10th. nature will laugh cruelly at these figures. on march 12, the group left and went. at the first pass there were hoods. we reloaded the cargo from our deer, guys. they threw on themselves forty-kilogram backpacks and went down home.

with a red rod in his notebook, he is already writing down the words of the new song of the sayan - this is the blue of heaven and the whiteness of the birches of the sayan, this is a coniferous forest and the march frost and in the mouth of black and white mountains. tabletochka luna ta-ta-ta-ta, while there is no line, rhyme, and behind half the country, but this song will never be completed. such a blizzard struck such a snowfall that it seemed that all the snow accumulated by the sayan over the entire snowless winter had collapsed. right now on this day. everything is frozen. some just panicky entries

in the notebooks of the two tourists returned from the reconnaissance court, depressing with communication not behind or in front, there is no progress on things visors. garik's song from some previous campaign that ended successfully the wind beats us with our backs against the rocks the wind tears files near the tents and is amused by a new toy. yes, we are trapped. we are trapped by the morning of the twenty-fifth, the blizzard had subsided. and the minskers immediately immediately took off and went off, breaking the rules. how many days blizzard so many days sit out in a tent? but there was

an obligatory factor in the union of soviet socialist republics. patriotic, it turns out that both groups and gomel residents participated in competitions in the ussr for tourism. and therefore forward minskers. immediately after the end of the blizzard on the peak, a grandiose forward. hurray removed and went. and what about the hamels? and a group of makarov, the leader of the gomel residents, was sitting in a tent after a brawl 5 days. here is a record of one of the members of the five. avalanches break like matches meter in diameter

centenary cedars centenary cedars. this means that avalanches have not descended here for 100 years. we are on the verge of a catastrophe, i regret that we did not go to the blizzard glacier destroys plans, but i think that the leader did the right thing, and out of nine minskers. it turns out that we learn from his record only igor korneev was against the immediate continuation of the campaign of the roots of his 40 years. he is the oldest, he is a candidate master of sports, just in mountain tourism. all obey the rules of the leader of the group , they took off and left immediately, as the blizzard subsided , eight threw off their backpacks, and arik also took off his guitar.

forgive me for sadness for the disturbing rumors, but the sick and the healthy don’t grieve for me for only a week of separation in the spring and just a week in the winter before you, end of march 10:00 in the morning, it’s warmer minskers walk through the already scarlet snow, which again swoops from all over the past the songs are pretty funny. and the snow is still melting, there is enough for the skis, it doesn’t let you go forward and doesn’t let you go back. we walked, considering even the length of the mouse in the distance one and a half to two meters, in fact, the height of the back of the head to each other, this ominous chain will be discovered when they unearth them and are amazed at this egregious violation of the rule, because it is supposed to go in a chain at a distance of at least 25 m, no less from each other. we went not

at 5:00 in the morning, when everything was still frozen, but at 10, when everything was already melting, why we went not on top of the visor, but under it, under it, with the possibility of cutting it with a probability. why? roots in the ninth left to fold the tent, mind you. tent large multi-seat wet very heavy, he folds it, and he alone will carry it, folding the tent. he suddenly heard an ominous rustle familiar to him looked around.

i saw a flat plateau. he thought that the guys had disappeared around the corner somewhere. but there were no ski tracks on the plateau. realizing what happened? grabbing a spare ski, the so-called mother-in-law, he rushed under a layer of unknown thickness? he left the tent, stuck his ski and went, he saw some kind of hut, where he counted on these food and people, the hut really turned out to be there, but it was empty of roots. write a description in a box. that's what happened and went and went on, making the

same mistake as his comrade. he didn’t go along the crest of another visor, under him, of course , an avalanche descended and fell asleep, and that’s why they won’t find him, when eight guys were dug up on april 8 , the deadline for the return of minsk residents was reached, a group of gomel residents returned alone. the plane loaded. they submitted a report and flew home to gomel. the first tragedy ended with the curtain slightly opening over the second. the helicopter found a fallen tent and slightly descended

protruding ski, but it was still impossible to go, because avalanches were still going on, when the avalanches calmed down on april 11 , a rescue team from irkutsk landed a day later 12 rescuers from minsk although there were already some rescuers to rescue group of diggers. they dug again, found nothing , and suddenly a drill from a depth of 12 m . issued to them from socks in the petrel society so. here they began to dig out the guys walking nearby one by one. they dug up eight and even

found a dog, dug up eight. and where is the ninth mother and wife of igor korneev they didn’t calm down, they got a meeting with the first sector of the central committee of the communist party of the belarusians, petru mironovich masher mashers, listened to them and gave the order to look for and again rescuers diggers returned to this place and 200-50 meters from the place , where they found the guys , they saw a hand sticking out of the melted ice above the stream in loops, from a ski pole. this was the hand of korneev so they found the ninth. more than 40 years later, at one of the meetings with the bards , one of the tourists told me that he had photographs of dug up guys. i

say i want to burn them. i say no, give it to me, he says well he made an appointment for me in a garage located in the sevastopol park, he took out a pack of photographs from there. when i saw them, i understood why he did not keep these photos at home in an album with photos of his trips. they were creepy pictures. can you imagine frozen in poses in motion as if there were sculptures nearby. they were taken separately and together in the pits, he directly gave, in my opinion, with relief, these photographs to me when i arrived home and did not show them to my wife or children. i looked at these photos. i realized that i can't keep them at home either. i could hardly

sleep until the morning got into the car , went to dzerzhinsk and handed them over to dzerzhinsk for eternal storage. sadness from the blizzard in the houses let yourself go to the ground let yourself go to the winter let go caresses will hide from troubles a new fairy tale will tell you the snow will illuminate with blue light the moon will sing silence snow into a lullaby illuminate with blue light. lok

will sing a lullaby silence buried the group at the chizhovsky cemetery may 20, they say, when they let in a zinc coffin with a ball of cereals. it started to rain , as if nature were crying, and the death of a good kind man was crying, reading a monument to stella and tents according to the number of those buried. bards collected money for a very expensive memorial. the only bard alexander korotnitsky was already a member of the union of young poets, and therefore had the right to give concerts. and they sang under his name in his concerts, the most famous soviet bards at that time drank pistil group. and yet, i still want to sing. but still, i want to live this line with

some kind of prophetic song by garik krupa, and how it sounds today. my story is over now the credits will roll and i asked the creators of this program. with whom for almost 5 years we have worked together and become close so that after the name of our permanent cameraman denis butylin, the names of vadim kazarin and volodya skakun would be added, because it is thanks to their films, guys. these are for us in the cinema in the cinema . you know this time machine they are for us forever alive. but most importantly, unlike us. forever young

a arica croup. love and remember because his songs sound. but still, you still want to live even when it is finally clear that the mirages you invented are. soon they will go out soon they will go out, they will go out, which means that you are thrown again to the beginning of the path, and the path has long begun difficult. and yet you have to go. i want to live is impossible, otherwise i want to live. but still, you still

want to sing, even when there is no place in the heart for songs, just not to give up and just to be in time, to sing your most important song. bet against grief. your kindness is probably something , even if the song gets stuck in your mouth you want to sing, even if you want to cry. live