Oleg and Valerka
A plate full of salted mushrooms lied on the table, two kinds of preserves from sylvan fruits and a tea.
"Can't find any job here so we live by what the forest an a river give. Help yourself," invited us Oleg Zakourcev. Then he turned to his son: "Go and see Valerka for one more time."
We met Oleg and his wife by accident: we drove them on a little bit when they were walking 35 kilometers from their married daughter. Now, Oleg helped us investigate the third nest where we could mark another stork; we did not want to disturb the storks on the previous two nests.
"Valerka told us the stork nest was about 5 kilometers away from here."
Late in the evening, Valerka came back at last. We weren't sure at all that what he described was a black stork nest. Nevertheless, in one and a half day we were to begin our departure...
