Dugouts in Kharovsk. Part 2

The second cellar town is located on the banks of the Kubena River, near the railway bridge. I liked these cellars more, perhaps because there was artificial light from Sunny Lane (ironically).

I illuminated some of the cellars with a flashlight.

And instead of a drizzling drizzle, it literally poured from the sky – the spring texture of the snow immediately appeared, the wood of the dugouts darkened and became saturated, and the metal surfaces shone!

Even among the seemingly identical cellars, the atmosphere and sensations are different.

The first location had a darkly mystical feeling.

There are already some kinder vibe here...

In general, it can also be uncomfortable and even scary among the dugouts.

I have never experienced fear in any place in Kharovsk, and there was no obvious discomfort either.

But there were places among the cellar towns that I didn't want to leave.

In the second location, there was already such a cozy feeling that I took a longer walk here.

Accordingly, the length of the walk has increased, and the number of pictures has increased.

But I'm happy with every photo.

Their value is high for me, as it will be difficult to come here and reshoot.

So I immediately tried to do well...Although when have I not tried so hard?

The point is different...there was a slight increase in attention to the quality of the images: I checked a little more often whether capture was in focus and whether the frame was blurred.

And if you recall completely different trips, even to places closer, then the value of the pictures does not decrease at all because of the distance.

..There are two or three cellar towns in this location, that is, clusters of dugouts are divided into different piles.

Some places are unique and give a completely new experience.

But this place was somewhat reminiscent of other places that had already been studied.

It happens and it's normal.

But still, the best impressions are given by unique places, after which associations with future other places already arise.

To be continued...