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Misty Dawn on the Cooling Pond of the Kursk Nuclear Power Plant

Large drops of rain began drumming in the windshield when it remained a little more than 30 miles to the place of destination. Stuffy city, languishing under the hot summer sun, was left behind. M2 Motorway remained on the sidelines, and the road began to take desert to the west, winding hairpin bends. But, despite the bad weather, my car flew quickly and easily, as if it was fueled by my desire to come faster.

Into a green, washed by the rain Kurchatov town, I went with the last drops of rain. Now I could finally get out, stretch myself and go to meet new interesting people. I was at the information centre of the Kursk Nuclear Power Plant.

I’ve never thought that I could visit a nuclear power plant. Quite a bit, and I would hear the roar of the turbine in the engine room.

And yet … it’s the morning of a new day.
Waking up at half past three in the morning has never left me indifferent. It seemed to me that till the evening I will not be in a cheerful frame of mind.

And we surf the cooling pond of Kursk NPP on brisk boat. Wonderful misty morning in which we broke at full speed, to drive all the doubts away.

More than that, the company of like-minded staff was just wonderful.

We flow into the thick fog plunging into the “milk”, waiting for the dawn. NPP can not be seen, how pity! 

Only the sharp tops of transmission towers.

Horizon looms as a little blurred dark stripe. 

Only the cries of birds disturbed by uninvited guests in the white silence, and facades of Kurchatov town a little touched by the first morning light .

We all look forward to the dawn, focusing lenses to the East. Finally, the first bright beam breaks through the pre-dawn cloud, and a little golden track of light runs to us on water.

The time of all the photographers loved soft golden light quite short-lived. And we are in a hurry, trying to capture it.

Besides us, another couple of fishermen meet morning on the pond. They’re probably accustomed to the fog and do not pay attention.


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