Hitchhiking in Dombay. Day 12 by @fourapril

Woke up on the same damn turn to nowhere. We tried yesterday's positions - zero result, only fried 2 hours in the sun. Decided to go 8km, until the road repair is over, in the end we had only 2, heat, backpacks, and the water ended. I decided to throw off my backpack and return to the cafe across the road, half a kilometer back. On the way he met a local superintendent, he confirmed that really ahead is still 7km without congresses and hopes for a stop. I bought water and a can of cola, for motivation.
We sit under a tree, we drink a cola, we approach a foreman.

"-My car is going to Armavir now, will you go?"
-Of course!

Immediately born a joke about the show Truman. When we get stuck on the track, somewhere in the director's office they shout: "Start the foreman with a wheelbarrow to Armavir, the ratings fall."

We traveled with two men from Kyrgyzstan and Kazakhstan. Heard stories about Balkhash and Issyk-Kul. It will be necessary to get there someday.

In Tikhoretsk went out on the awesome place for the stop, a wide shoulder, we can see from afar. But immediately in front of us stopped 2 wagons with an oversized, i.e. it is necessary to go and stand in front of them.
-Tourists throw your backpacks in the car, pick you up.
Uh, again, autohitchhiking! We go with them to Pavlovskaya, where they get up for an overnight stay, because you can not ride with an oversized one in the dark. He left his phone number in case we do not leave, "at 5-30 call, pick up"
We have stumbled for an hour, the stop is not going, it's already dark and no one wants to pick maniacs on the roads.

They were looking for a place for a tent, not everything: a field, a swamp, a reed.

We decided to return and break the tent behind the trees (3 trees behind which we can see). We fell in love, wrote posts