DAWN IN RYNARTICE

Me and my friend we had meet at the parking lot under the Křížový vrch. After we walked up the hill, we discovered a bunch of five almost sober people, so-called guards of the fire. Right at midnight instead of the ignition of one big bonfire they launched one rocket that did only a hell of a noise. So after not quite a successful night action of Celtic telegraph we went back to Křížový vrch in the next morning and this time we had a bit of luck. It was a beautiful morning.