An exclusive resort for the few

The financial success of Bukovel, destroying the charm of a small mountain resort, fortunately has not yet reached Dragobrat. The most expensive room for four costs about 3500 UAH, a bowl of bogracha in the best place is 150 UAH, tea / coffee is 40. There is no asphalt at all. Getting around the resort, even to the store, is possible only in jeeps, sledges or on foot. Not a single Handicap and ATB for the entire resort. But the average age of trees is measured in centuries! And in the center of the resort, you can get lost in the forest.
There are 10 ski lifts on Draga for the entire resort (there are only two of them). But to go around everything, you need 4 different ski passes. They should agree among themselves, make a common ski pass, and double the price! But it is known where there are two Ukrainians - there are three hetmans. There is only one normal ski pass - on the Oasis, firstly, there is money on the card, and not its own currency, and secondly, this money can be returned if you have not rolled everything out.
Special thanks to the weather on Dragobrat! Thank you for creating indescribable beauty (see photos), mountains of natural snow, cosmic landscapes and alien sculptures, covering the trees with thick snow from the frozen fog of the cloud. Thanks to the weather for not letting too many tourists in here. It happens that the ski lifts are closed due to the wind for several days in a row. And even when open, the visibility is 20-30 meters. If you go upstairs in such weather, you can experience complete vestibular-visual deprivation. Standing on skis, in pitch light darkness, I could not understand either the direction or the speed. Several times I lost not only the direction, but I didn’t feel at all whether I was swinging down or standing still, hardly distinguishing up and down.
And there is no road to Dragobrat. Rather, it is, but only for GAZ-66 and UAZ. It happens that you are lucky to get a modern jeep, but more often you have to call the same Gaz and pay a special tariff to pull it out.
I love Dragobrat! I won't be back soon!
I never felt like I was in Europe. The yokes are not similar at all :-) Armchairs, as you can see, too. The snow is not Austrian, because there it is mostly bulk, even and dense, but here it is natural, loose. Even though they sometimes swindle, you still won’t relax. Christmas trees are not European, at least not Italian, in the Dolomites they are somehow frail, thin. And on Draga mighty, age-old. Closer to the top, exhausted.
Вот ни разу не было ощущения, что в Европе. Бугеля вообще не похожи :-) Креселки, как видите, тоже. Снег не австрийский, потому что там в основном насыпной, ровный и плотный, а тут натуральный, рыхлый. Хоть и ратрачат иногда, но всё равно не расслабишься. Елки не европейские, во всяком случае не итальянские, в Доломитах они какие-то хилые, худые. А на Драге могучие, вековые. Ближе к верхушке измученные.
> Oh, how long have I not picked up the skis!
Igor, go to the sporting goods, hold! :-) Sometimes you can come in so successfully, just ask, and then you take it in your hands, you understand, you have to go!
I started running about two years ago with the fact that I bought cool sneakers. And as soon as I took off my sneakers, I stopped :-) I have to go to the store again!
> Эх, как давно не брал я в руки лыжи !
Игорь, зайдите в спорттовары, подержите! :-) Иногда можно так удачно зайти, просто поинтересоваться, а там как в руки возьмёшь, то понимаешь, надо ехать!
Я вот года два назад бегать начал с того, что кроссовки классные купил. А как кроссовки сносил, то и перестал :-) Надо опять в магазин идти!
The topic of mulled wine is not disclosed. Pour or not?
Тема глинтвейна не раскрыта. Наливают или нет?
And I don’t even remember that at the Ukrainian ski resorts I had a chance to drink a glass of mulled wine. Zakopane is full of this, especially in Krupowki. I was in the garage today, touched the skids, got out the cross-country ones, on Saturday to the Syretsky gai, which I’m already a hundred meters away, maybe I’ll get to Vyshgorod. I call on everyone, because it is not often that such happiness in the form of snow falls on our heads and under our feet.
А я и не вспомню, чтобы на украинских горнолыжных курортах доводилось выпить стакан глинтвейна. В Закопане этого полно, особенно на Круповки. Был сегодня в гараже, потрогал лыхи, достал беговые, в субботу в Сырецкий гай, до которого мне аж сто метров, может и до Вышгорода доберусь. Призываю всех, ведь не часто такое счастье в виде снега сваливается нам на головы и под ноги.
And I don’t even remember that at the Ukrainian ski resorts I had a chance to drink a glass of mulled wine. Zakopane is full of this, especially in Krupowki. I was in the garage today, touched the skids, got out the cross-country ones, on Saturday to the Syretsky gai, which I’m already a hundred meters away, maybe I’ll get to Vyshgorod. I call on everyone, because it is not often that such happiness in the form of snow falls on our heads and under our feet.
А я и не вспомню, чтобы на украинских горнолыжных курортах доводилось выпить стакан глинтвейна. В Закопане этого полно, особенно на Круповки. Был сегодня в гараже, потрогал лыхи, достал беговые, в субботу в Сырецкий гай, до которого мне аж сто метров, может и до Вышгорода доберусь. Призываю всех, ведь не часто такое счастье в виде снега сваливается нам на головы и под ноги.