The slope in front of me was quite high, and it took time to climb it. Not the steepest climb, and there are mountains much higher. In general, everything is possible with due diligence. Somewhere high above me and above the trees, birds were circling. I looked up and realized that I couldnt take my eyes off the high clouds that were rising from somewhere behind the mountain. In Siberia, such cumulus multi-level clouds occur only in summer. They towered over a slope with a sparse forest, over a flock of birds, they belonged to the bottomless sky, an unattainable height, where only a single flight of a strong bird is possible.