DAY 75 – ILLARIONOVKA – 65 KM

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It’s summer. Light white clouds leave space to summer storms, in a sky that never tires of changing the nuances of its colors. An intense perfume of land and cut grass comes to us under the nose, and the mind travels fast home. The wind that ruffles the hair, and makes us proceed slowly. An invitation to fully experience every single ride of this adventure. The rain that kisses the skin, and the lips that taste the sweetness of nature.
It’s the summer of the senses.

 

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