When our noisy company split up (for half of our noisy team, the vacation was over), we wanted to take a break from the hectic running around the sights of different regions of Belarus and find a more or less peaceful place. The choice fell on Rogachev (of course, first of all, because of the large jar of condensed milk that stands near the plant that produces this product). After running about 300 km (from Baranovichi), we reached our goal, took a picture with a jar and moved into an apartment on Lenin Street. But we didn't want to leave her. It's not that she was that good, it's just that we felt how tired we were these days. After spending the night, we began to plan the day, but we didn't want to go far at all. Miroslav offered to go to any of the available reservoirs in order to have fun fishing. I typed "beach" into the navigator and the nearest one turned out to be a mark on the river Drut. That's where we went... well, it was about the story of our appearance there. The navigator suggested that we leave the car at the extreme high-rise buildings, which we did. We went down to the river. It was also the private sector (houses, fences). Miroslav immediately got his bearings and took one of the approaches to the water. Anya and I wanted to take a walk further, and that's when we found this beauty in the photo. I went back for the car, picked up Miroslav, who had already caught a bream, and we moved on. While Miroslav was passionate about fishing, we managed to sunbathe, take a walk and I even took a swim. We talked to a local fisherman who said that swimming is prohibited here, like, a protected area. Although there are no signs, there are cameras that beat far away. That they can come, show a video and be decently fined. There have been cases. Thank God that didn't happen to us. A few hours later, we realized that we were hungry. At that time, we had 4 medium-sized fish (the bite was only at first). Anya cooked fish soup at home, we ate, went to the neighboring Zhlobin, watched the sunset, returned and finished the fish soup before going to bed. The next morning we decided to repeat the fishing trip, but I suggested another place. On the lake, or the Dnieper. The locations with the Dnieper did not suit us, although they were extremely picturesque, and we returned to yesterday's place "the beach". The same calm and transparent Water, the spirit of tranquility in the air, the cry of frogs nearby, the smell of tower cucumbers and a relaxing stork on the other shore. High! Miroslav caught some small things for dinner (photo with pans), the time dragged on faster. They were already leaving reluctantly, the fishermen, already familiar, waved at us. We moved directly from the shore to Mogilev, where we had already fried the fish... Bottom line: the place is very quiet and beautiful. At the mention of the word Drut, it becomes warm and calm. One thing is unclear: why is the place called "the beach" if swimming in the river is prohibited? People, be careful!

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vlad logvinov

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The central beach is poorly landscaped. There is nothing for children to relax , there is a sharp descent when entering the water . And in general, you can prepare the central beach for the swimsuit season.

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