Temryukskiy Mayak

There is a glow over the sea! behind the rock Stripes of ruddy fog flash - That month is fiery, my night friend, Goes into the dark depths of the ocean. I'm sorry! .. I'm looking for stars, their former trail I am looking, - along the crossroads of the clear night I saw a beauty star in a host of stars Tekla - but, apparently, her ray went out in vain Fight against fogs, whose path is stormy It stretches across the sky like a black ridge. Celestial rays, farewell! .. The gaze wanders. Where are the shores? - where is the sea? - where is the east! .. Like a desert light in the gloomy steppe, One lighthouse in the distance - and there is no eclipse for it, And shines in the distance, like a fiery peephole. One lighthouse in the distance - there is no eclipse for it, And he doesn't care about gloomy clouds, As if he sees the night approach Sails sailing to him from afar. Burns - and I'm tired The sad noise of invisible shafts. Yakov Polonsky

the starting point for local paragliders, under it there is a rather uncrowded beach where you can swim alone. Among the disadvantages is not equipped descent from the cliff to the Sea of ​​Azov

An unforgettable sight ....