Tiulenovo

The untamed coast near the village of Tiulenovo, Bulgaria, holds a special attraction to myself and many others. I've been going there for nine or ten years without skipping even one summer.

Because it's still wild!

And I dearly hope it remains wild. Not completely, no, there is some infrastructure around. But there I feel as if I'm in one of the classic western movies. Although it's not near any desert, it's only a bit deserted.

It's actually near the sea. Without sandy beaches, though. The cliffs go up to twenty meters above the water.

And that is why the place attracts a certain kind of people from all over the country and also foreigners. Climbers. They can practice what they call Deep Water Solo - climbing solo with no ropes.

If they fall, they fall at safe places as far as deep water without dangerous rocks beneath the surface is considered safe.

Of course, there are places you shouldn't do that.

Just explore, and follow the other climbers - they know the routs already.

There are, of course, others. Fisherman and regular tourists, for example. But I mean also the other species that love the location for their own reasons.

Yes, they used to nest there, too. The old wharf ruins, four kilometers to the north, gone now. A few years ago they were there but a new construction is under way and the old, crumbling structure is just a memory. I wish I had more photographs of it.

Well, that's how time works. Only 'The Sun is the same in a relative way' (Pink Floyd). But isn't that what we love about places such as Tiulenovo? The chance to observe how nature slowly shaped even rock into arches, pools, wells, columns, umbrellas, terraces... day...

after night...

after day...