Soon he would reach the place where he had to turn onto a primer and go up. Drive on the road? There was nothing to think about. There was a strong mud stream from the mountain. I had to move on the sidelines. Orlik's front hooves often slid. A couple of times he fell with me. I barely managed to pull my leg out from under his mascara.
- Get up, sweetie. Get up, my good, - stroked his horse on the withers. Despite the fact that he had his front legs dispersed on slippery ground, we quickly got to the place. Powerful and dirty water flow rushed through the gorge. In the midst of this stream stood a small island, on which a body of a lying girl could be seen as a white spot through jets of rain, and a madly screaming cow moving along the islet. And on the shore, people (not only women, but also several men) ran around in a panic, seemingly trying to enter this tumultuous stream and at the same time were afraid. They were afraid that they would be washed away by this stream. A herd of cows, except for the one on the island, stood aside. All the cows turned their faces to the rain and stood tightly pressed against each other. No one from Snezhana's relatives. Well, it's for the best. If she is already dead, then it is better not to see this situation for them, and if she is alive, then all the more.

- Ira! - I touched one of the women by the shoulder, - come with me.
We went a little higher from the island. I ran a longer rope through the stirrup and tied both ends to myself, as well as the end of the second rope (it will be necessary to remove the crossing). The second end was tied to the stirrup.
- Ira, your task is Orlik. I'll try to get to the island now. So that I could be flooded to the island. Although I will be demolished in the course of time. If this succeeds, I will tie the ferry to the maple. When I'm ready, give up. After that, you have to make a loop like this (showed her how to make a noose) on this rope and throw it over the stirrup so that it drags on, and lead Orlik downstream, so that the rope is taut. Do not loosen her for anything. Otherwise we will be in this stream, and Orlik will not be able to hold. Remember, only one rope will be stretched. Keep her tight with Orlik until I get here on the beach with Snezhana.
- And if you can not get to the island?
- Then pull me out. Goni Orlik up.
- I see. Vasilich, with God! Good luck!

Dropping his boots, jumped into the muddy stream. Immediately I swirled, my body almost cramped from the cold. A little did not swim to the island, and I was carried by. Although it was comparatively not deep, but the legs were constantly streaming off from the bottom and you had to swim. Irina with the help of Orlik pulled me to the shore, and the others tried to help me in some way. Only with the third attempt managed to catch on the island. Forces even to move was no longer there, but the delay is unacceptable. Ran to Snezhana, put his fingers to the neck. Already when I almost lost hope, I felt a weak pulse. She was unconscious but alive. Left her alone. Running, he threw a loop on the maple trunk and fixed one end of the main rope with a carabiner, pulled the second one until the main rope rose above the water and began to stretch, hooked the safety rope and waved his hand. Irina has fixed a loop on the stirrup. At the free end of the main rope did not tighten the loop on the neck of a cow. Then he put the system on Snezhana and fastened it with a carbine to the stretched rope.What is curious, when I dressed and straightened the system on it, my hands touched her pubes through the panties, but not a single crazy thought passed through. All attention was focused on salvation. Salvation at any cost. With great effort, I managed to fasten the carabiner myself. Snezhana and I slid down. It is good that the stream was not too wide, and the rope was rather long. Otherwise, we could hang somewhere over the water and I would not have enough strength to get to the shore together.

But here it was not without adventures. Apparently Orlik stumbled or for some reason, but the sagging increased and we were overwhelmed by a muddy raging stream. Spew mats already had neither the strength nor the opportunity. But gradually the rope stretched harder, and we again glided over the water. Perhaps I did the wrong thing, instead of helping the girl, I started transporting. But she had to be brought to shore, until the water flooded the islet. As soon as it was possible to reach us, people, despite the rain and strong gusts of wind, rushed to our aid. Although they are more disturbed than helped.
- She is alive?
- Dead, see, hanging without moving.
- Yes, she is alive, alive! Hold us! Ira, relax the rope!
Only Orlik took a few steps back, as we held onto the clothes helping, fell to the ground. I immediately unhooked Snezhana's carbine, and our paramedic Varvara ran up to her.

- Why did you save this bitch! And my Manka will drown, - cried Matveyevna (the mistress of the cow because of which the girl was nearly killed).
- Shut up, you fool! Because of your little girl, a man could die, others were zapping to her.
- Calm down Matveevna! Now we will save her.
It turned out that I took the second rope for a reason. Understanding that I will not have the strength to return from the crossing, I tied the end of the main rope and the safety rope with a special knot. So now I just gently pulled the second rope (and the main one was loosened), the noose on the tree untied, and I quickly began to pick up the ropes.
- Oh my God! Why are you removing the ropes? Manka same drown, - Grandma in despair clutched at these ropes.
- Matveyevna, do you want to collect the ropes? Take it, pick it up.
And he went to Orlik and began to lead him away from the shore. The loop on the stirrup remained, and one of the ends of the rope was tied around the neck of a cow on an island. The cow resisted, how many forces, not wishing to step into the water. But the horse had more strength, and she could not resist on land, slipped into the water. Then I spurred Orlik, and soon the cow was already on the shore. He collected all his belongings and went to the nurse who was hustling near Snezhana. The smell of ammonia abruptly hit in the nose. Barbara stood in one dress, which was soaked and stuck to her body. Here is a cool figure! She was a few years older than Nastya, but neither the year, nor the birth of a child spoiled her by the girlish slender beautiful figure. Only an appetizing ass showed that this is not a young girl, but a sexy woman.

And Snezhana sat in the Varvarin raincoat and looked around with her stupid, incomprehensible eyes.
- Well, the God of medicine, what makes you happy?
- She's great. I realized that you need to cover your head from hail. It saved her. Probably some sort of hail, maybe not one, hit her on the head and she lost consciousness. But now the girl is just very cold. Need urgent heating. Otherwise, be trouble.
- So I have a heated bath.
- Vasilich, you are a genius! If the husband was not there, I would have kissed you.
- Varya, except for Snezhana in my house, there are also supercooled two girls: Valya and her friend.
“Then only you will be able to add Snezhana to the heat most quickly.” Of course, it would be better by car, but on horseback, you can run straight through faster.
- Which way to go is my problem. Vary, I certainly believe in medicine, but it seems to me that in this case, the help of Nyura's woman is also needed. You ask for help yourself? Or do I do it?
- Damn stubborn! Ride I will call. We get along peacefully with her.

I wanted to put Snezhana behind me, but I realized that I could lose her exhausted along the way.Therefore, with the help of others, he put her in the saddle, while he was sitting at the back. Uncomfortable, but where to go. Hooked up the garter belt in front of her. Snezhana was tightly pressed to me. Both were wet, dirty and chilled from the cold ... Read more →