This trip to the autumn Knight will be remembered for us by its snowy brightness and its frosty pale yellow color gamma. It will be remembered yo us by the frozen and sand-streaked Olha River. Of course, it will be remembered for us by a deep jeep road. It will be remembered for us by a picnic on top of a high cliff, over all this serenity. It will be remembered by our communication with wonderful huskies, will be remembered by pies from a roadside shop. We will remember this look, this game of light, the fear of stumbling. And we will never forget our wonderful friend Sasha Ometov, who is not in these photos, but he was with us and we had the honor and success of communicating with him for the last time. Sashka, we dedicate this post to you!