Crimea, the seaside village of Koktebel, is a well-known problem. The problem of lonely old age

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Eastern Crimea

The sights of the Eastern part of Crimea are the village of Koktebel and the nature reserve Karadag and Feodosia located near it. Literature lovers and writers of Grin and Paustovsky may want to visit their house-museums in Stary Krym and Grin's grave. Novyi Svet and Sudak are nearby, it is convenient to watch them together, living in one of them, Koktebel and Feodosia are also not far from each other, although not so close. Koktebel turns out to be in the middle of the region, living in it is convenient to travel to all other places. A one-day excursion is enough to inspect each place, plus excursions on ships past the coast of Karadag and Sudak, each of which takes half a day.

The nature of the eastern Crimea is completely different than in the central part, on the southern coast of Crimea, as if in a couple of hours he moved to a completely different country, to a completely different climatic zone. There is no exotic and rich lush vegetation of the southern coast of Crimea here, there is a dry steppe and rocky region, completely different, simple plants, not interesting, and there is little vegetation in general, so I personally had some disappointment after the South Coast, somehow I don’t have beautiful vegetation here enough. Dry steppe and bare rocks - this is the eastern Crimea. But the first place, the New World, closer to the South Shore, is another, there is more vegetation and it is more beautiful, it is a more beautiful and pleasant place than anything else. Of all the places in Crimea, I like Yalta and Novyi Svet the most. The farther to the east, the less greenery and more steppe. But the main attraction of this region are the beautiful rocks on the coast in the areas of Karadag, Sudak and Novyi Svet, and these landscapes are worth coming to see them.

Koktebel

The road to Koktebel View of the village of Koktebel from the sea

One of the most famous and popular places in Crimea is, of course, Koktebel, a small seaside village, “where the sea is thrown by the legend of Homer, a Cimmerian carpet near Voloshin’s house” (Sergey Narovchatov). Many tend to visit Koktebel, because a romantic image has developed about it under the influence of historical and literary associations, because at the beginning of the 20th century it was the center of Russian creative bohemia, where famous writers, poets, and artists gathered. The center was the legendary house of the poet and artist Maximilian Voloshin, which has survived to this day, now it is a house-museum. He was visited by Marina Tsvetaeva and her then-future husband Sergei Efron, Gumilyov, Bulgakov and many others. When I was there, I liked it so much that I did not want to leave, and when the museum was closed, I even asked to be left there, but the museum staff did not understand my desire to spend the night with Voloshin. The center for creative bohemia was Koktebel in Soviet times, when there was a house of creativity for writers.
But if Voloshin saw him now, he would hardly want to live here. In my opinion, Koktebel was spoiled. And I think, not only for me, if you want to see it as a romantic place where you can live in solitude with nature - just like it was in Voloshin's time, that's why he settled here. If you want to see just a resort village for relaxing on the sea with a beach, cafes, restaurants, discos, a water park, etc. - then Koktebel may well like it. But for those who would like to see something more in him, as Voloshin saw him, disappointment may arise from modernity. The beach of Koktebel from the side of the village is all built up with a solid wall of cafes, so you can’t see nature. Of course, cafes on the beach are needed so that people have somewhere to eat, but not in such quantities. For example, in St. Constantine in Bulgaria, where I now live, there are also cafes on the beaches - there is one on each beach, but not a hundred. There are many discos and nightclubs on the embankment, they make a lot of noise in the evening. The romantic spirit of Koktebel has been killed, Koktebel has turned into a party place for young people to hang out and take a walk, and not into a romantic place for creative bohemia.
Already after I was in Koktebel, they built a water park there - the largest in the Crimea, which, from my point of view, ruined and killed its landscape completely. Although, of course, this is a plus for vacationers with children, so who cares.

The village of Koktebel against the backdrop of Mount Karadag

According to some linguists, the word Koktebel is translated from Turkic as: kok - blue, blue, heavenly, tebe - peak, hill, el - edge, country, all together - the country of blue peaks or the edge of blue hills. This beautiful poetic name, of course, is liked by guides and guidebook compilers who prefer to give such a version, but most historians and linguists do not agree with it, and translate this name from Crimean Tatar as “a gray horse with an asterisk on its forehead.” with the name Kara-Tobel, which in turn means “a black horse with an asterisk on its forehead, and these two names were the names of the Crimean Tatar families who lived here.
The exact date of the settlement in this place is unknown. But the first settlement was here until the middle of the 14th century and was founded by the Venetians, who in the middle of the 14th century ceded it to the Genoese, and in the 19th century there was a Bulgarian village formed by the Bulgarians who fled from the Turkish occupation to the Crimea.

Special winds blow in Koktebel and special air currents arise, making this place suitable for hang gliding, and it was in Soviet times and still remains the center of this sport, athletes go there specifically for hang gliding.
When Crimea belonged to Ukraine, there was pandemonium on the beach, even if the water was so cold that it was impossible to swim. Now that there are fewer vacationers, I think this is not the case. Koktebel beach with small pebbles, which is a big plus and not so common in the Crimea, where most often there are large stones on the shore, which are inconvenient to swim on. Also in Koktebel there are often cold currents, their time is unpredictable, they can come in the summer, and then you can’t swim here, although the water is warm throughout the rest of the Crimea. Then you're out of luck. I just happened to be at such a time - however, it was already September, but usually in the rest of the territory of Crimea you can swim in September. On the outskirts of the village there is a nudist beach.

Actually, in Koktebel itself, apart from the Voloshin house-museum, which is interesting only for lovers of literature, there are no sights and nothing to see - just a small village by the sea, and that's it - its attraction is the natural reserve Karadag located right on its outskirts. Also near Koktebel there is a winery "Koktebel", where you can go on a tasting tour - that's all. But from it you can go to Feodosia, Stary Krym, Sudak and Novy Svet - just as you can go to Koktebel from them.

The number of vacationers in the Crimea and the popularity of the place are sometimes explained not so much by its merits as by the degree of its fame and promotion - this is clearly seen in the example of Koktebel. For example, on the other side of Karadag there is another resort village - Kurortnoye, which is also next to Karadag, no worse, from there you can also make an excursion to Karadag, the same view of the landscape of Karadag, the same rocks, a very pleasant place - but little known , and there are few vacationers, because Voloshin and all his friends, famous poets, settled not there, but on the other side of Karadag in Koktebel - most likely purely by chance, they could have settled here - and then it would have been the other way around. Here you can safely relax on a quiet beach with a small number of people, not overcrowded, as in Koktebel, here a strong building does not obscure nature (at least it was before when I was there, maybe now it has changed), it was quieter, calmer and closer to nature and the unspoiled Crimean landscape. True, there were not a large number of discos and nightclubs - but for those who do not need it, this is more a plus than a minus. And who needs parties, and not silence and nature, will probably be bored - then it's better to go to Koktebel.

When I was in Koktebel, near Koktebel on its outskirts there was a tent camp - vacationers with their tents, a whole tent city on the seashore. It looked, in my opinion, disgusting: dirt, garbage, unsanitary conditions. This tent city turned the neighborhood of Koktebel into a garbage dump for several kilometers. This is not romance, but an uncultured murder of nature and its beauty, and the destruction of Crimea. I was simply indignant that such a disgrace was allowed and so ruined the beautiful nature of Crimea. I would ban resting in tents in the Crimea and impose the most severe punishment for this. I wanted to bring a bulldozer here and crush all these tents along with their inhabitants. Somehow later I saw the same place with tents, only not so big, in another place in the Crimea - the result was the same: littered, ruined nature. I don’t know how it is now – this disgrace still exists or was finally covered up.

restaurants and hotel in Koktebel

Pictures of Koktebel


Karadag

The Karadag nature reserve, towering right above the village, is what makes it worth going to Koktebel. It is famous for its beautiful rocks of unusual shape. On the water near it stands a rock in the form of an arch depicted on all postcards of the Crimea, as well as the Swallow's Nest castle, which has become a symbol of Crimea - it is called both the Golden Gate and the Devil's Gate. Karadag arose on the site of an extinct volcano that was active as much as 150 million years ago. Its name is translated from the Crimean Tatar as "black mountain".

Once upon a time, when I was still a schoolgirl, the entrance to Karadag was free and you could walk there on your own, my mother and I used to walk there as a child. But irresponsible tourists left behind a lot of garbage, and the employees of the Karadag Reserve got tired of collecting and taking it out in bags every day, and free access to Karadag was closed, and it became possible to pass only with a tour in a group with a guide - an employee of the reserve, it was forced and necessary measure due to the lack of culture of our population. It’s a pity that the tour was made very short, and the entire route had to be practically run on a run, as the guide walked very quickly, and there was no time to admire the beauty of nature and photograph it properly. It was a pity, because the place is very beautiful and interesting, I wanted to stay in it longer and take pictures without haste.

You can make two excursions to Karadag: one - on foot along the rocks, the second - on a boat along the coast, to look at the same rocks from the sea. I advise you to make both excursions, both are equally interesting, and they look different from the land and from the sea, and the photos will turn out different. Each excursion takes half a day, so you can combine them with swimming in the afternoon.

the ship leaves for Karadag We sail to Karadag

we sail the famous Golden Gate Karadag overboard

A visit to Karadag will leave an unforgettable impression for a lifetime. The landscapes are simply fantastic, some kind of Martian, like from another planet. The place is very suitable for filming some fantastic films about other planets. And when you are on a boat, and these fantastic rocks float past you, this is an exciting sight. But the photos tell it better than any words.

B.P. Ekimov is a Russian writer, Laureate of the State Prize of the Russian Federation (1998). He created more than 200 works, the most popular are stories with bright, memorable characters. What an extraordinary purity of the national language in them! How much kindness and compassion! They are for thought. I don't think it would be superfluous to introduce them to students. Starting from the 8th grade, I prepare assignments for them based on the writer's stories in the form of tests. This is one of them

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Boris Petrovich Ekimov is a Russian writer, Laureate of the State Prize of the Russian Federation (1998). He created more than 200 works, the most popular are stories with bright, memorable characters. What an extraordinary purity of the national language in them! How much kindness and compassion! They are for thought.

I don't think it would be superfluous to introduce them to students. Starting from the 8th grade, I prepare assignments for children based on the writer's stories in the form of tests.

One of them is presented to your attention.

Read the text carefully and complete the task

By the warm sea

(1) Crimea. (2) The seaside village of Koktebel is a well-known place. (3) On the right, the masses of Karadag, the Holy Mountain, rise, on the left, the sloping hills of the steppe Crimea.

(4) Autumn. (5) Mid-September. (6) The holiday season ends. (7) The sea still breathes warmth, gently turns blue. (8) The sun shines hot during the day. (9) It’s already cool in the evenings and it gets dark quickly in the south. (10) But people resting under the roof don’t like to sit, and therefore on the embankment, on its small stretch, which has long been called “Piglet”, idle people gather from all over the village. ( 11) Along the banks of this quiet human river, on a granite parapet, on a bench, people selling goods spread out and placed their goods. (12) They sell everything. (13) Crimean souvenirs, bracelets, beads, all kinds of paintings. stone...

(15) This autumn, an old woman appeared on the Koktebel Piglet with bouquets of dry herbs. (16) Every evening she settled on the edge of Piglet with goods that were not painfully showy: dry wormwood and a few simple flowers, from those that grow around. (17) Something yellow and lilac.

(18) - Hang it on the wall, - she convinces rare curious people. - Hang it, it will smell so good.

(19) But I didn’t see something that they took her products. (20) Nearby are rings, earrings, brooches. (21) If you bring it home, there will be a memory. (22) Everyone will understand: this is Crimea. (23) And what about dry wormwood? (24) She is enough everywhere.

(25) An old woman in a dark headscarf, in a shabby coat, sits alone on the edge of the autumn, but still festive Crimean opening day, sometimes explains:

(26) - Hang on the wall ... (27) It smells so good.

(28) After my arrival, a day passed, another, third. (29) Everything was fine, everything is nearby: the sea and mountains, the road through the desert hills ...

(30) All-glorious. (31) And only an old woman with bouquets of wormwood for some reason disturbed me. (32) She was so out of place and in her appearance: a shabby coat, a dark dress, old age and her miserable, useless bouquets. (33) In the evenings, she, hunched over, sat alone on a bench on the very edge of Piglet. (34) She was superfluous at this autumn, but still a holiday on the seashore.

(35) Immediately, on the first or second day, I, of course, bought a bunch of wormwood from her, after listening to: “Hang it on the wall ... It will smell good.” (36) I bought it as if I paid off a debt. (37) But from this it didn’t get any easier. (38) Of course, she didn’t come here from a good life. (39) She sits, then drags herself home in the darkness. (40) My old mother usually, the sun has not yet set, goes to bed. (41) She says that she is tired. (42) Indeed, she is really tired: such a long life. (43) And such a long summer day is for an old man.

(44) Old people ... (45) How many of them are now with an outstretched hand! (46) And this one, on the shores of the warm sea. (47) Apparently, she does not want to beg. (48) Although they would give her a lot more than help out for their miserable dry twigs. (49) But he does not want to ask. (50) Sitting...

(51) But one day, going out onto the embankment, I saw that a couple was sitting near the old woman, on her bench: a bearded man, on the edge of the bench, on the fly away, was smoking peacefully, and his wife, his girlfriend, was talking vividly with the old woman. (52) A dry bouquet in hand, some words about the benefits of wormwood and all sorts of other plants ... (53) And talk about the benefits is very attractive.

(54) Near the old woman, at her bouquets, having heard something about the benefits, they began to stop. (55) It's evening, the day is running out, no worries, it's time to talk "about the benefits." (56) They talk and, I look, they buy.

(58) I looked, rejoiced, slowly wandered my way. (59) But my soul somehow became calmer. (60) And that, after all, is like a splinter.

(61) The next evening, the same picture: women are talking, a bearded man calmly smokes nearby. (62) So, we met. (63) This is completely good.

(64) In the last days of September, it got sharply colder. (65) It rained, the sea stormed for a day, the water became cold in winter. (66) The people dispersed, the embankment and the whole village were empty before our eyes. 68) The music subsided. (69) And it was time for me to leave ...

(70) One of the last evenings, I saw an old woman with dry flowers and her new friends. (71) The man wrote something down on a piece of paper. (72) Probably an address.

(73) The next day, a thunderstorm, a downpour, then a drizzle. (74) And by the evening everything seemed to have washed away: summer, vacationers, noisy "Piglet" on the embankment, Koktebel Montmartre. (75) I went out in the evening, no one. (76 ) And my old woman, of course, no.

(77) Then, on that last Crimean evening of mine, and now, away from Koktebel, I remember the old woman without bitterness and sadness. (78) There were good people, sat near her, talked. (79) And what else does the old need man? (80) Now she is wintering and waiting for spring. (81) Like all of us, sinners, we are waiting for warmth, whether heavenly or earthly. (82) Anyone is in help.

Boris Ekimov, laureate of the State Prize.

1. Determine the main problem of the text.

  1. Which sentence of the text most fully reflects the main idea?
  1. 35 2) 61 3)70 4) 81-81

4. What is the meaning of the word season in sentence 6?

1) One of the 4 seasons

2) Part of the year, characterized by some natural phenomena or suitable for some activity, work

5. How is the word PRIMORSKY formed?

6. Among sentences 4-9, find the word formed by the prefix-suffix method.

7. Write out from sentences 4-9 the phrase with the link AGREED

8. Write out from the sentence 71 phrases with the connection MANAGEMENT

  1. Write out from sentences 13-14 a phrase with the connection CONNECTION
  2. Write out the participle from sentences 73-76
  3. Write out particles from sentences 35-37
  1. From sentences 4-14 write out the word with unpronounceable consonant at the root.
  2. From sentences 4-14 write out words with an alternating vowel in the root.
  3. From sentences 77-82 write out the word, the spelling of the prefix in which is determined by the rule: “In prefixes ending in З-(С), the letter С is written before the voiceless consonant, before the voiced-З
  4. Write down the grammatical foundations of sentence 19.
  5. Among sentences 44-53, find the sentence that has an introductory word
  6. Among sentences 28-34, find a sentence with a single gerund.
  7. Among sentences 51-60, find a sentence with a separate circumstance.
  8. Indicate the number of grammatical bases in the sentence 61.
  9. Write an essay-reasoning.

Explain how you understand the meaning of the phrase of the text:

“Like all of us, sinners, we are waiting for warmth, whether heavenly or earthly. Any help."


Feodosia, st. Kuibysheva, 12

Museum of Money One of the most interesting sights of Feodosia is the famous Museum of Money. The unique Crimean Museum was opened not so long ago - in the summer of 2003 - on the initiative of the local numismatist A. Oleshchuk. We can say that he created this museum, the first exhibits of which were items from the collector's personal collection.


Feodosia, Gallery street, 10

Museum of Alexander Grin in Feodosia Among the museums of Feodosia, where you can spend time with benefit for the development of your horizons, the Literary and Memorial Museum of Alexander Grin, the author of the famous "Scarlet Sails", stands out. It is impossible to pass by the one-story building, located on Galereinaya Street, because it is so unusually decorated. But even inside the visitor will not find traditional halls, but he will find himself in the holds and cabins.


Feodosia, Gallery street, 2

Aivazovsky Art Gallery It is logical that the Aivazovsky Art Gallery is located in Feodosia, where the author of the well-known "The Ninth Wave" lived and worked. However, this canvas is located in St. Petersburg, but in the resort town you can see a unique collection of other equally famous seascape paintings. The first exhibition of Aivazovsky's paintings in Russia, consisting of 49 works, first opened in 1845.


Feodosia, town. Resort, st. embankment

The embankment of the village of Kurortnoye is located at the foot of Kara-Dag. The embankment in the village of Kurortnoye (Feodosiya urban district) has an atmosphere of calm and is ideal for family holidays. There are no night bars, restaurants and noisy discos here. After sunset, complete peace sets in - nature is resting, and people who have come on vacation are with it.


Leninsky district, with. Kamenskoye

Arabat Fortress on the Sea of ​​Azov An interesting historical monument of the times of Turkish domination in the Crimea is located near the Arabat Spit near the village of Kamenskoye (formerly Ak-Monai). This is an ancient Arabat fortress. It has been in disrepair for decades now. Only fragments of walls and towers remain from their former grandeur, but they also look very impressive.

Arabat fortress on the Sea of ​​Azov
fortresses Feodosia
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Feodosia, st. Starokarantinnaya, 6

The Genoese fortress of Kafa Tired of turning the sides of the sun on the beaches and splashing in the warm sea, get acquainted with the landmark of Feodosia, whose history goes back 2500 years. The founders of the city, the Hellenes, once called it “Gifted by God” (this is how the translation sounds), but over the centuries of existence, both the Turks and the Italians, who called the settlement Kafa, owned the lands.


Feodosia, town. Resort, st. Sciences, 24

Karadag nature reserve In the south-east of the Crimean peninsula, a vast territory is occupied by an amazing mountain range. Located between the villages of Koktebel and Kurortnoe. It bears the majestic name Karadag, which means "Black Mountain" in Turkic. And it is not named so by chance.

Reserve Karadag
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urban district of Sudak, regional landscape park Fox Bay - Echki-Dag

Mount Echki-Dag Mount Echki-Dag is located in the southeastern part of Crimea. This is a 688-meter massif towering above the coast, annually visited by thousands of tourists. The name is translated from the Crimean Tatar language as "Goat Mountain" and it is located on a 3 km long ridge.

Mount Echki-Dag
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Feodosia, Ordzhonikidze village

Two-anchor bay - amazing Crimean pebble beaches It is quite natural that in summer the peninsula is most of all interested in guests in terms of places where you can have a good rest. The two-anchor bay in the village of Ordzhonikidze is not the most popular place in Crimea, but it attracts those who are tired of the crowd, everyday life and want to see the natural beauty, albeit a little rough.


Feodosia, town. Resort

Regional Landscape Park Fox Bay - Echki-Dag Fox Bay in Crimea is located at the foot of the Echki-Dag ridge, between the villages of Kurortnoe and Coastal. Some say that the name appeared due to the habitat of the sea fox in these places, to others, Lighthouse Hill looks like a fox, and still others see sunny red shades in the cliffs, reminiscent of the fur of a predator.

fox bay
bays Resort
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Feodosia, Yubileiny park

Eternal Flame Memorial Complex The Eternal Flame Monument, located in the Jubilee Park of Feodosia, is dedicated to the heroes and victims of the Great Patriotic War, brave soldiers who defended Feodosia from Nazi invaders. Its grand opening took place in 1970. The authors of the project were S. Malyshev, V. Gurin, E. Naugolny.


Feodosia, st. Gorky

Good Genius Fountain-monument "Good Genius" is located in the Jubilee Park of Feodosia. The monument is dedicated to the marine painter, the outstanding Feodosian creator - Ivan Aivazovsky. He, like no one else, was in love with his native city and supported and developed it throughout his life. The monument is dedicated to one of these cases. In the spring of 1887, the townspeople suffered from a shortage of water.

“I heard at night how the waves sang about Koktebel, about Koktebel ...” ... More than one verse is composed about this mysterious land, it is sung and idolized by ordinary tourists, and poets, and artists. The country of blue peaks, fairy tales, legends - that's all it is, the resort village of Koktebel.



Myths and facts from the past - history

When Koktebel was “born”, no one can say. It is believed that as early as the first century BC, ancient people lived here, then they were replaced by various tribes. After the raid of the Pechenegs, life in this place froze for a century.

In the 20th century, the territory became the property of the scientist E. A. Junge. It was he who began to develop Koktebel, but the meager financial situation did not allow to translate ideas into reality.

After the death of the academician, the lands in this part of Crimea began to "disperse like hot cakes." Dachas were built, poets and artists bought houses. One of them was M. Voloshin. Here he was visited by inspiration, famous works were born. The poet fell in love with Koktebel with all his heart.

Today, on the territory of the village, there is the Voloshin house-museum, which is unique not only for the preserved work of the artist and poet, but also for the fact that A. Green, Bulgakov and other gurus of literature and art visited it at different times.

Currently, Koktebel is a popular resort village where you can not only relax comfortably, but also improve your health.

How the village lives

Koktebel is located 20 km from Feodosia and is part of it. This is the eastern coast of the Crimean peninsula. If you want to relax, enjoy quiet and cozy evenings, then you are not here. This resort village is a favorite place not only for young people, but also for couples. There are always a lot of people and full of entertainment, the infrastructure is well developed.


And for children, Koktebel is just a paradise, because there is a water park, a dolphinarium, and many other adventures.

Reference Information:
Population: 2955 people;
Length: 0.817 km squared;
Index: 298186

In Koktebel, transport links with neighboring Feodosia are well developed, many local residents go there every day to work. There is a shopping center where you can buy clothes, food and other necessary things. ATMs, Internet cafes, a first-aid post and pharmacies are also at the service of vacationers.

You can have a delicious meal in any restaurant, canteen and cafe. In the summer season, there are just a huge number of them.

It is customary to hold various gatherings and festivals in the village. For example, an international dance festival.

Weather and climate Koktebel

The air in the village is amazing. Mountains, sea, forests and steppes merged together and formed a healing aroma, which even people from other countries come here to breathe. Together with a great pastime, a person receives a strengthening of immunity.

Mountains have carefully sheltered Koktebel from cold winds. And only a barely perceptible breeze is felt after swimming in the sea.

Temperature regime of Koktebel
The average temperature in July-August is +23 - + 24 degrees;
The average temperature in January-February is +1 - +3 degrees;
Water temperature in July - August - + 24 - +25 degrees;


The holiday season starts in May and ends in mid-October.

There is very beautiful nature here. What is worth only the view of the inactive volcano Karadag! And Cape Chameleon will give an unforgettable experience. Worth a visit - natural pride, visiting card of Koktebel.

Sights and active recreation of Koktebel

Despite the modest territory, the village offers its guests a lot of entertainment. It also has its own attractions. The main ones are the Karadag Reserve and the Golden Gate rock.

You must know
Volcano Karadag is more than 140 million years old;
The volcano is fraught with real treasures and precious stones such as amethyst, jasper;
There are more than 15 species of animals in the reserve, almost 100 fish listed in the Red Book;
The tour includes the opportunity to swim up close to the Golden Gate rock. This is the highlight of Koktebel.

Top places to visit:

  • Museum named after M. Voloshin;
  • Cape Chameleon. An unusual object, its color changes, shimmers with different colors;
  • Koktebel winery. It is called the "Country of cognacs", it was discovered back in 1957. It is famous for its vintage wines. During the tour you will be shown the factory itself, will be given samples of the most famous wines and will be told about the production

On the embankment of the village you can "hang out" for the whole day. There are many cafes, bars, various attractions. If you want more, then go to Feodosia, which is only 20 km from Koktebel.

Where to go with children

Little travelers will have something to see. Everything is nearby, what is called "in one bottle."

For example:

  1. Aquapark. What a score! This is the largest water park in Crimea. Large and small pools, about 20 slides, high and not so, a spa for adults, a jacuzzi. Cafes and restaurants. It is better to come here for the whole day. Address: Lenin street, 44 b. The price varies from 1000 rubles per person;
  2. Aquarium. This is the underwater world in the palm of your hand. Located on Morskaya street, right behind the dolphinarium. Price: 00-300 rubles;
  3. Dolphinarium. What kid doesn't love dolphins? Go there with the whole family. You can also swim with these marine life. Performance price: 850 rubles. The price for swimming is specified on the spot. In 2016, it cost 000 rubles;
  4. Bird park. Parrots, parrots, parrots! There are more than 60 of them, who arrived from different continents. They are tame, they can happily sit on your hand. And there are other birds. It is located on Sadovaya Street, house 2. The cost of visiting is around 400-500 rubles. Children under 5 years old - free of charge.

Leisure

There is an excursion bureau in Koktebel, which offers, including active, extreme rest. Especially popular among tourists are hang-gliding, as well as a diving center. In addition, you can make a parachute jump together, fly a paraglider or go on a jeep tour, ride horses in the surroundings.

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The beaches of Koktebel - a complete overview

There are a lot of places where you can freely swim in the sea, sunbathe and just relax in the resort village. There are even special children's beaches, however, they are paid. All others are free entry.


Do you want privacy and tranquility? Then you are on a wild beach. They are located near the Kara-Dag volcano. You can’t just get here, except by boat or boat. But it is quiet here, and the water is the cleanest.

In addition, you can choose the following beaches:

  • "Sunrise";
  • "Surf";
  • "Old Fortress";
  • "Blue Bay";
  • Central beach;

All of them are pebbly, with a good descent into the water and infrastructure. Standard set: sunbeds, umbrellas, shower, toilet, water activities at your service. True, remember that all entertainment is paid. And the public beaches are always crowded.

Where to stay?

Housing will definitely not be a problem. The village lives at the expense of tourists throughout the holiday season, so you can find a very inexpensive option in the private sector. Boarding houses, hotels, guest houses - the eyes will diverge from the proposals. Booking a room in advance is not difficult, most of the options presented have websites on the Internet and phone numbers.

How to get to Koktebel?

Getting to Koktebel from the airport of the capital of Crimea is very simple. For example, on a direct bus. The bus leaves at half past three and 6:40 pm. Another option: from the bus station "Kurortnaya", which is in Simferopol itself. From here every hour there are buses to Koktebel. In extreme cases, you can drive to Feodosia, and from there it’s within easy reach of the village. Transport is running well. A taxi will take you to your destination for about 2,000 thousand rubles.

Koktebel on the map of Crimea:

GPS Coordinates: 44.960337, 35.241133 Latitude/Longitude

Have a nice trip to Crimea!

Ekimov Boris

By the warm sea

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BY THE WARM SEA

Crimea. The seaside village of Koktebel is a well-known place. To the right rise the masses of Karadag, the Holy Mountain, to the left - the sloping hills of the steppe Crimea.

Autumn. Mid September. The holiday season is ending. The sea still breathes warmth, gently blue. The sun is hot during the day. The evenings are already cool and it gets dark quickly in the south. But people resting under the roof do not like to sit, and therefore on the embankment, on its small stretch, which has long been called "Piglet", idle people from all over the village gather. Walking lazily, talking. Along the banks of this quiet human river, on a granite parapet, on benches, near the green ivy of the veranda, the people who traded laid out and arranged their goods. They sell everything. Crimean souvenirs from sea shells; dried crabs; bracelets, beads, candlesticks made of odorous wood of the Crimean juniper; all kinds of painting: watercolors, canvases, on which, of course, Crimean, Koktebel landscapes: Karadag, Mount Chameleon, Golden Gate rock. There are many products made of Koktebel stone: carnelian, chalcedony, opal, jasper, agate. Rings, earrings, pendants, brooches, hairpins. Souvenir ceramics: elegant amphoras, bells, ashtrays, bowls. And even some "shmyndriks" appeared this autumn. Before they were not. And now I look - it says "shmyndriks". Funny clay and painted people stand in rows, not people, animals not animals - in a word, shmyndriks.

This is not a bazaar, but a vernissage, the Koktebel Montmartre. Masters, artists ... Idle people walk, look, marvel, buy as a keepsake.

Meanwhile, it gets dark. But people don't leave. Warmth blows from the sea, the splash of waves is heard. Walks well. Let's sit at home in the winter. Today - will.

There are many familiar faces here. They are from year to year. Pointillist artist Igor, hairy and bearded. For many years he has been surprising people with a white canvas of an unfinished painting with two or three dots. A handsome young mulatto man, sitting alone on the parapet, turned away from the people to the sea, as if he had not opened a suitcase with stone brooches for sale. And Rurik is no more, he died. And the famous "House of Rurik", over the cliff, now burned down, went to the owner. Some leave, others appear.

This autumn, an old woman appeared on the Koktebel "Pyatachka" with bouquets of dry herbs. Every evening she settled on the edge of Piglet with goods that were not painfully showy: dry wormwood and a few simple flowers, of those that grow around. Something yellow and purple.

Hang it on the wall, she convinces rare curious people. - Hang up, they will smell so good.

But something I did not see that they took her products. Nearby - rings and earrings with carnelian, jasper brooches, landscapes with the sea, with the moon. Bring home - there will be a memory. Every person will understand: this is Crimea. What about dry wormwood? She is everywhere.

An old woman in a dark headscarf, in a shabby coat sits alone on the edge of the autumn, but still festive Crimean vernissage, sometimes explains:

Hang it on the wall... It smells so good.

Autumn. It gets dark quickly. Lanterns are now rare. They say that there is nothing and no one to pay for them. Time for ruin. Twilight "Piglet" is narrowing. The old woman disappears first. She has not left yet, but somehow faded, merging with gray granite and dark asphalt. People still walk and wander, looking at souvenirs, paintings, illuminated by lanterns. The old woman is in the dark, hunched over, near already invisible bunches of wormwood. Then she disappears altogether.

A day passed after my arrival, then another, then a third. Everything was fine, everything is nearby: the sea and the mountains, the road through the desert hills and down, along the very coast to the Dead and Quiet bays, a long climb to the top, from where a spacious view opens for many kilometers - not only to the sea, but also towards the mountains , to the valleys. There, in the evening, lilac twilight thickens early. Once I went there, through the mountains, to the Old Crimea. Now I look, I remember Lermontov's: "Quiet valleys are full of fresh haze ... Wait a little, you will rest too ..." No, this is not poetry and meditation about death. It's just about peace.

In a word, even now it is good in the Crimea, in Koktebel. Although the times are different, noisy. Along the embankment there are solid birdhouse shops with a bright motley of labels and wrappers, cafes, barbecue, snack bars. Dove-gray children, screaming music until the morning, at night sometimes the roar of firecrackers, shots, everywhere - mountains of garbage, packs of stray dogs. But remained - the sea, sky, mountains, steppe; their silence, the murmur of the waves, the rustle of grass - in a word, the main thing.

And in the evenings - noisy "Piglet" from the veranda shaded with wild grapes to the Voloshin Museum. Walking, talking, hustling. Amusing knick-knacks on the parapet and stalls. See something, buy something. Gift for yourself, family and friends.

Everything is nice. And only an old woman with bouquets of wormwood disturbed me for some reason. She was so out of place and in her appearance: a shabby coat, a dark scarf, old age, - and her miserable, useless bouquets. In the evenings, hunched over, she sat alone on a bench on the very edge of Piglet. She was superfluous at this autumn, but still a holiday on the seashore.

Immediately, on the first or second day, of course, I bought a bunch of wormwood from her, after listening to: "Hang it on the wall ... It will smell so good." I bought it like I paid off a debt. But that didn't make it any easier. Of course, she did not come here from a good life. He sits, then drags himself home in the darkness. My old mother usually, before the sun sets, goes to bed. She says she's tired. After all, she was really tired: such a long life. And such a long summer day - for an old man.

Old people ... How many of them are now with outstretched hands! And this one, on the shores of the warm sea. Apparently he doesn't want to beg. Although they would give her a lot more than she will help out for her miserable dry twigs and flowers. But he doesn't want to ask. Is sitting...

A day passed, another, a third. The Crimean summer was dying down: sunny days, warm sea, blue sky, the last roses, bright flowerbeds of orange, yellow marigolds, colorful zinnias, fragrant petunias, greenery of trees. In Moscow it's slushy, cold and even snowing, but here it's summer. During the day it's good, in the evening it's nice to walk along the embankment, stand on the pier near the fishermen waiting for the autumn coming of the fish.

And every evening there was an old woman, sitting alone near bouquets of dry wormwood.

But one day, going out onto the embankment, I saw that a couple was sitting near the old woman, on her bench: a bearded man, on the edge of the bench, on the fly away, peacefully smoking, and his wife, his girlfriend, was talking vividly with the old woman. A dry bunch - in his hand, some words about the benefits of wormwood and all sorts of other plants. And talk about "benefit" is very attractive.

Here, nearby, there is a respectable man who briskly sells dried herbs, roots, clearly labeling each one: "from the head", "from the heart", "from insomnia", "from oncology". They buy all over.

So, near the old woman, at her bouquets, having heard something "about the benefits", they began to stop. The matter is evening, the day is running out, there are no worries. It's time to talk about the benefits. They talk and, I look, they buy. It's a tricky thing.

I looked, rejoiced, slowly wandered my way. And my heart somehow became calmer. And then after all - like a splinter.

The next evening - the same picture: the women are talking, the bearded man calmly smokes nearby. I hear that the old woman is already called by her first name and patronymic. So, we got to know each other. This is altogether good.

Days flowed. Though long, the Crimean summer was coming to an end. Complain that this year it was rainy: in August - solid rains, cold. It got warmer in September. But autumn is slowly creeping in from the north. So bad weather in Kyiv. Will get here soon. And therefore every day is a joy: the sea, mountains, warmth. How not to rejoice, because winter is ahead, we will still get cold. Here we go...

In the last days of September, it became sharply colder. It rained, the sea stormed for a day, the water became cold in winter. The people were leaving, the embankment and the whole village were empty before our eyes. Cafes and restaurants closed. The music stopped. And it's time for me to leave. Another day or two - and goodbye.

Before leaving, in the last days, everything is somehow acutely felt, you see. And even though you know that he came for a short time and, probably, not for the last time, it still seems to ache in the soul. Still, it's good here: the sea, its smell, the waves are splashing, nearby are the mountains. Peace.

One of the last evenings I saw an old woman with dried flowers and her new friends. The latter must have left. The man wrote down something on a piece of paper. Probably an address.

The next day - a thunderstorm, downpour, then drizzle. And in the evening, everything seemed to have washed away: summer, vacationers, noisy "Piglet" on the embankment, Koktebel's Montmartre. I went out in the evening - no one. And my old lady, of course, is not.

But then, on that last Crimean evening of mine, and now, far from Koktebel, I remember the old woman without bitterness and sadness. There were kind people, sat next to her, talked. What else does an old man need? Now she hibernates and waits for spring. Like all of us, sinners, we are waiting for warmth, whether heavenly or earthly. Any help.

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