Climbing lodge in the mountains, where an experienced instructor teaches people walking on the rocks, glaciers, walls and everything else.Some of the students - beginners, someone comes more than a year in a row.In the evenings, while sitting at the campfire at night, telling stories, tales and legends.Of course, do not leave without attention and a piece of mountaineering folklore as the legend of the Black Mountaineer: once it was a man, but he was betrayed by a friend, and thrown into the mountains ever since and goes ... Further in the text of the legend begins differences:According to one version, he was angry with the human race all over the counter and revenge;on the other, more popular - he takes revenge just a bad (or even looking for her personally destroyer), and a good man, and can help ... Further details - a fantasy tell.
instructor base, which told the story every year on the first night, had a good imagination.And he knew how to talk.
listeners shuddered and move closer to each other, casting timid glances into the darkness around the campfire.And at the end of the story trainer added: "And, you know, Black Mountaineer sometimes comes to our camp. He inserts his hand into one of the tents, and requests a piece of bread. He can not refuse in any case, and take it with you ..."
It is clear that this phrase hardly anyone believed, even beginners.Someone, probably, and laughed.And all went to sleep in tents.And the instructor, after waiting a little bit, got out of his backpack a jar of paint ... paint a hand in black, he came to the tent beginners, insert your hand in and said in a sad voice: "Please give bread ..."
Interestingly,newcomers - half an hour ago Who laughed together - what is called "pecking".There was no case someone doubted or guessed the joke;all started quickly and almost in a panic to search for a piece of bread ... backpacks Prologue is over, and now the story itself.
As I wrote were based not only newcomers.Many came for several years - and, of course, well aware of the habits of the instructor, for themselves at her once across.(I do not know, the instructor opened his own joke, and they went to their mind, or just noticed instructor, walking to the novices and carrying out a piece of bread ...).And some of these "old-timers" base also has imagination and a sense of humor ...
So, once again into the tent to newcomers poked black hand and sad voice asked: "Give the bread ...".A second later on the shoulder of the instructor put someone behind the black hand, and the equally sad voice asked: "Why do you want my hlebushek? ..."
said instructor dared to return to the camp until the next afternoon.He repeated after that his drawings for the next beginners or not - I do not know.If not repeat - sorry;joke, in general, not bad.
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