Vysokoye - High hill

I'll stop by, I think, after Porokhovo in Vysokoye (High hill), to take a peek at what kind of place it is. If I'm bored, I'll go somewhere else. Even as I was driving into the village, I wondered why it was so high. Kubena is not famous for its high and steep shores... and then I realized.

Closer to the river, the road began to go up, and interesting views with height differences began to be seen on the sides. "It's really High!" I thought, and maybe even said it out loud. Interested! Stayed.

Vysokoe is a settlement in the Ust-Kubinsky district of the Vologda region, the administrative center of the rural settlement. Located on the Kubena River.

This place is still in my images, in my mind it is associated with many aspects of life.

I'll explain now. If a place is very impressive, ingrained in the memory, then it sits there for a very long time, until the next interrupting place.

That is, no matter what I think about, I have pictures of the last place. I even have a map of the places drawn, and it's been a long time. When I think about cameras, for example, I have one picture in my head with one place, if I think about bicycles, then this place is different. I know it's weird. And there are places that can no longer be blocked, they are forever associated with some aspects of life.

For more than two weeks now, it has been in my head as an image, as a picture, when I think about something or listen to music.

I don't know what got me so hooked on this place, but it's strong. It doesn't happen very often.

There are height differences here, as you have already understood. There is a fairly large river.

There are few old houses here, mostly cottages and dachas...or barracks for two or three apartments.

I walked around a lot of places, looked for places with dugouts that were marked on my map.

I found a couple of places, but it didn't seem to be about the dugouts, but about the place itself.

At any point, I felt cosmic, that's what a place of power means...or a strong place.

And I collect such places that are so deeply buried in memory!

I went out to Kubena river three times! I walked the same road three times.

I was kind of on a case, looking for one thing, then another, and taking pictures.

But the place seemed to make me soak up its atmosphere, as if it wouldn't let go, tried to confuse me so that I could stay here longer.

And for good reason, I have no regrets. Let it call me again and I'll come!

Do I want to go back to Vysokoye? Of course, yes. It was only in all the places that I understood what attracted me, but I still did not understand this one. Could it be a river?