Fox Bay is an ideal place for solitude in Crimea. Wild beach in Fox Bay of Crimea: nudists, reserve, photo, map Housing near the bay

Fox Bay- a bay of the Black Sea between the Kara-Dag and Megan mountain ranges in Crimea. The coast of Lisya Bay between the villages of Pribrezhnoye and Kurortnoye is sparsely populated and is a famous vacation spot for naturists, hippies and other informals. Fox Bay is located under the Echki-Dag mountain range. Liska, as the bay is affectionately called, has its own “settlements”: Nyushka, Kuba, Jamaica, Piccadilly, Zelenka, Uganda.

It is part of the regional landscape park Fox Bay - Echki-Dag, created in 2008 with an area of 1,561 hectares.

The length of Fox Bay is approximately 4-5 kilometers. On the coast of the bay there is the Echki-Dag mountain range, which translated from Crimean Tatar means “goat mountain” ( eçki- goat, dağ- mountain). Echki-Dag has two peaks: Kokush-Kaya - “turkey rock” (Crimean-Tat. köküş - turkey, qaya - rock) - 570 meters and Kara-Oba - “black hill” (Crimean-Tat. qara - black, oba - hill) - 670 meters. Mount Echki-Dag is one of the highest in the area.

The relief of the coast of Fox Bay is rugged, the elevation differences are very significant, amounting to hundreds of meters. Lots of plateaus, hills and rocks. In the area of Mount Echki-Dag there are two springs (Upper Spring and Lower Spring), the famous “Ear of the Earth” (Crimean-Tat. Yerniñ Qulağı) - a cave more than a hundred meters deep. In addition, one of the features of Fox Bay can be noted that it is underdeveloped: there are no buildings in the vicinity, only tents, of which there are more and more every year. The roads are only dirt.

In the summer, several portable shops with a poor selection of food are open on the coast, forming a small market. In Fox Bay there is one of the most famous naturist beaches on the entire southern coast of Crimea. In recent years, the coastline from the village of Kurortnoye has been increasingly built up with “wild” garages and boathouses.

The film “New Earth” was filmed here

In 2007, the Supreme Council of the Autonomous Republic of Crimea adopted a resolution declaring Fox Bay with the adjacent natural territory and marine waters a landscape reserve of local significance “Fox Bay - Echki-Dag”.

Some descents and paths along the Fox Bay coast are very steep and dangerous. There may be a direct threat to life if you are in a state of intoxication during descents and ascents of the mountains.

Fox Bay contains large amounts of gray volcanic clay (also called "keel"), which is used for mud baths.

There is an assumption that the name comes from the sea fox. But local old-timers claim that the bay was previously called “Lysa” because of the exposed coastal ledges towering above it. If you look towards Fox Bay from the Karadag Ecological Trail (under the Holy Mountain), Mayak Hill seems like a Fox frozen by the sea. The bow collapsed into the sea like a huge limestone block (Crab Cape)

Thanks to the wild beach of Fox Bay, Crimea is visited annually by thousands of nudists who chose it at the end of the last century. It became their usual resting place. Perhaps, not everyone can call it romantic - due to the abundance of tourists walking naked not only along the beach, but throughout the entire area. Locals have long been accustomed to this: as a rule, only those who visit a place for the first time are embarrassed. In general, the tract is a quiet, calm and beautiful corner of the Crimean Peninsula, although the surrounding landscape looks quite deserted. Yes, this is one of the best places to spend time without having to pay.

Where is the bay in Crimea?

The beautiful beach is located in the south-eastern part of the peninsula, not far from, to the west of the village of Kurortnoye and to the east of the village of Pribrezhnoye. It is located between and, in the shadow of the Echki-Dag mountain range, surrounding the bay from the north.

Liska on the map of Crimea

What is Fox Bay?

It is a fairly large, wide bay of the Black Sea, surrounded by impressive mountain ranges that literally hang over the beach, which gives it its charm. The rather wide sand and pebble area is about 4.5 km long; the bay cuts deeply into the land, causing the coast to take the shape of an irregular crescent.

It looks especially impressive in the central part, where it seems that deserted mountain ranges envelop the gentle azure sea. The beach is divided into so-called “districts”: Cuba, Jamaica, Uganda, Piccadilly, Film Town, Nyushka and many others. There are no clearly distinguishable features between them; they differ only in name. In 2008, the bay became part of the newly formed landscape park “Echki-Dag – Fox Bay” and is its main component.

It may seem paradoxical to some, but this is one of the places that made Crimea famous: Fox Bay is known far beyond the borders of the CIS countries, and not only those who want to save money on vacation come here. Travelers are attracted, as a rule, by the informal atmosphere of the beach, as many believe, but most of all, by the natural features that make this unique place one of the most beautiful on the peninsula.

Indeed, this is the only wild area of Crimea that is not a nature reserve, where pristine nature has been preserved intact, considered unique, preserving its pristine beauty. Fox Bay is also one of the region's ecological zones, with unusually clean air, which naturally makes residents of large cities feel dizzy at first - and this is not an exaggeration.

Many people think that there is nothing else here besides the beautiful coastline, but this is a misconception, and a fairly common one. In fact, not only the Fox Bay beach in Crimea, but also its surroundings are full of very interesting ones, which becomes a pleasant surprise for those coming here for the first time. The bare and deserted slopes of the mountain ranges surrounding the beach are full of indescribable beauty and charm - if you view them from one of the peaks, you cannot help but be imbued with a harsh grandeur that will take your breath away.

The highest point of the massif is double-headed, its two peaks Kokush-Kaya and Kara-Oba, like giants, rise above the beach, reaching heights of 570 and 670 m, respectively. Numerous plateaus, hills and sharp peaks form intricate, bizarre figures; Mayak Hill, in outline, resembles a statue of a fox drinking sea water. The feeling of this is further enhanced by the dull orange, brownish color of the rocks, which is what the name of the beach itself is associated with.
although there are a lot of versions of its etymology, and they all seem quite plausible.

The Karadag ecological trail runs along the slopes of the Holy Mountain, which is the best place, with the exception of the Kara-Oba peak, for viewing the surroundings of Fox Bay - stunning photos are obtained here. Near Echki-Dag there are two springs with the purest and coldest spring water, which seems sweet, especially during the summer heat. The upper spring, also called the Big Spring, falling from a small height, is also very beautiful.

Here there is also a deep, cool cave, which received the very strange name of the Ear of the Earth, going more than 100 m into the bowels of the mountain, seeming to be the mysterious abode of mountain spirits. The most remote part of the beach area - Sunny Valley - until recently was the only corner where you could retire, but now it is a favorite place for nudists.

How to get to the beach?

Fox Bay in Crimea is extremely attractive; how to get there is of interest to many, but not everyone dares to ask strangers how to get there, for obvious reasons. From Sudak you will have to travel with a transfer, first by bus to, and from there by minibus to Kurortny, located next to the beach. From there you should go along the same route, but you will have to get off at the “Biostation” stop, from where you need to walk a couple of kilometers in the direction of Echki-Dag.

By car you can get to Fox Bay from Sudak in the following way:

From Feodosia you can get to the beach like this:

Note to tourists

Address: Kurortnoye settlement, Feodosia urban district, Crimea, Russia.
Coordinates: 44.898862, 35.162640.

The described attraction attracts many tourists: not necessarily all of them are nudists, you can meet different people here, as some visitors note - on the Fox Bay beach, like Noah on the ark. This place is most suitable for those who want to step away from everyday life, at least for a while, because when you get here, you immediately forget about everything in the world. And for those who still decide to come here, fresh, clean air, beautiful nature and excellent quality are guaranteed.

If we summarize the articles about Fox Bay posted on the Internet, then in most cases the main idea will be something like this: a place where all sorts of informals drink and sunbathe naked. I want to talk about my experience in Fox Bay.

Geographical location of Fox Bay

Between and Karadag there is Chalka Bay. Its length is about ten kilometers. Part of this bay is a narrow strip of beautiful beach under the clayey slopes of the Echki-Dag ridge and bounded by Mount Nyushka and Cape Crab, only 2.7 km is called Lisya Bay, although Liska itself ...

Background to the trip to Fox Bay.

The first time I heard about Fox Bay was from the daughter of the owner of the room we rented in Sudak. By this time, we had already ceased to be simple mattresses and began to appear very rarely on the city beach of Sudak. First, we (my wife Larisa and I) explored the New World with its colorful bays, Tsarskoye Beach and then the wild beaches along the Sudak - New World road, but more on that another time. All this gave us the right to consider ourselves savages and almost nudists.

And Tatyana’s stories about her vacation in Fox Bay excited my soul. She spoke with delight about some kind of wild, free kingdom, where you just can’t get to it - there is no road, no water, no forest - so everything - firewood, water, food, personal belongings - must be carried on yourself. But for that – complete freedom: of speech, of press, and of clothing. And the basic principle is - do what you want - the main thing is not to disturb others. The next year, we again listened with envy to Tatyana’s stories about Fox Bay with new details.

And finally, we made up our minds.

Sudak Solnechnaya Dolina Coastal.

A bus runs from Sudak and takes you only to Solnechnaya Dolina, but the minibus runs more often and goes to the beach of Solnechnaya Dolina - the village of Pribrezhnoye, which is another three and a half kilometers. The departure point is the lower platform of the Sudak bus station, the schedule is there, on the pole (schedule 2011 in the photo). During the season there are a lot of people, and the minibus is an ordinary small passenger “Gazelle”. In the city it stops a couple of times, but it is impossible to sit in it, except to rest one leg. The route goes along the coast to the east - Cape Alchak, Kapsel Bay, Cape Meganom, past the Arhaderesse wine cellars, Solnechnaya Dolina, and finally the beach (Pribrezhnoe).

A little about Sun Valley Beach.

By the way, the minibus does not reach the sea a little, but stops near the branded wine store “Solnechnaya Dolina”, so the bulk of the people first pack wine, both to take away and in, and then move on. Yes, the wine list of the Solnechnaya Dolina factory deserves a separate article, the only thing you try is you won’t regret it. And one more thing: in the second half of August, these stores sell local grapes, tasty, ripe and, compared to the market, for nothing. From the store 50 meters is the Pribrezhny embankment, and behind it the beach, by the way, is very good - sand, small pebbles, clean water, and few people. To the right there will be a small market, then the beach of Solnechnaya Dolina is blocked by the fence of the Russian military unit. Who are they protecting here on the beach? And from whom? To the left there will be a row of “cafes”. You should go there. Actually, behind the last cafe the trail to Fox Bay begins. She either climbs the hills or walks along the very edge of the surf. Here and there there are settlements of savages. The places, although wild, are not very nudist. Basically, everyone is by car, and so on until “Kinogorodok” - the last point that can be reached from Solnechnaya Dolina.

Film town. It’s not Fox Bay yet, but the beaches are already wild.

“Kinogorodok” is a former film set in Chalka Bay in oriental style. It was built in 2004 and became the backdrop for the filming of the movie Live Fish. Embankment, palace, houses. Everything is abandoned and falling apart more and more every year. And between them there are tents and cars. Our first attempt to reach Lisya Bay ended somewhere halfway. We walked as always - at random: according to the sun and stars, without even asking those around us. And then, having passed the next section along the edge of the surf under the cliff, we came out onto a wonderful beach. There were tents on a small step along the beach. On both sides of the edge of the gentle surf were scattered semi-naked and completely naked male and female bodies, sunbathing and bathing. It was already 9-10 o'clock, that is, very hot.

After two kilometers of walking through the mountains under the sun, the place seemed very attractive, and we decided to take a break. After settling in and swimming, I looked around, and among other things, on the distant hill I noticed a cafe and a suspicious little blue house on a hill. What was my surprise when it turned out to be the store of the Solnechnaya Dolina winery! It’s clear – we didn’t go any further.

Second attempt to reach Fox Bay.

It’s interesting that we didn’t make it to Fox Bay the following year either. We, as always, were vacationing in Sudak, and our daughter and her boyfriend decided to live like savages on that beach in Chalka Bay, which we discovered last year. We visited them often and with pleasure, brought food, swam, and sunbathed. And then, finally, we decided to go further, but the weather this year was not good. Either wind, or rain, or even a storm. This is what happened this time too. As soon as we passed, the Chalka Bay Film Town rebelled - the wind grew stronger, a cloud rolled in, and it began to rain. I’m still kicking myself for not taking a photo then. The road back is a complete extreme. Squally wind. Shower. The path either climbs steeply up, then goes along a clay slope at 45 degrees, or along the edge of the surf along a wall sliding down. Once again nature explained to us that what seems to be the safest place can be very formidable and dangerous.

And finally, FOX!

And finally, the next time, we safely passed the Cinema Town, walked three hundred meters along the pebbles between the sea and the wall and found ourselves in the world of summer, sea, nudity and freedom. Interestingly, what struck me was not naked ladies with large busts or young girls sunbathing in what their mother gave birth to. No. I was amazed by the relationships between people. Some walk naked, some clothed, some without a top, and some without a bottom. But no one pays attention to this. Well, enough about psychology.

Settlements and population of Fox Bay.

The beach of Lisya Bay itself or simply Liski is somewhere a little more than a kilometer away. Sand, small pebbles. There are rocks in the water in places. In calm weather, the water is very clean, warm, and the surf is weak. There are a lot of fish in the sea and dolphins often come. In general, they say they have something like a kindergarten there. There is a step above the beach, and behind it a steep slope made of blue clay (yes, the same one that is packaged and sold on trays).

The population is diverse. From the Pribrezhny side, this part of Lisya Bay is called “Nyushka”, an almost calm family vacation. Children are frolicking in the shallow water. Older boys play volleyball or juggle with a strange apparatus consisting of balls on a rope. Somewhere further down the beach is Jamaica with the corresponding ensign. Although I also saw the flags of Russia and Poland. Here they beat drums almost around the clock, young people wander around with signs of various subcultures in their hairstyle, remnants of clothing and accessories.

Closer to Kurortny there are shops and cafes. You can get here along the only dirt road, made by a small business about ten years ago, and it’s about twenty minutes on foot to the village of Kurortnoye. That’s why there are a lot of “mattress people” here, music plays loudly in the cafe - discos until the morning. And in general, if it weren’t for the completely naked ladies and men, then everything began to resemble not Fox Bay, but Koktebel or Sudak. Although the cafes here are unique - people not only drink and eat there, but also sleep, and I got the impression that some people live there. I especially liked the free-standing “restaurant” (at the very beginning). Two-storey reed bungalow. There are practically rooms on the second floor. There are some “informals” sleeping around, but an excellent cook and they fed us well.

Help continued

ends in a place called Piccadilly Circus. And it is conditionally divided into several “villages”, among which: Piccadilly - there is a market, Zelenka - a comfortable place in the shade of trees up the ravine, then Jamaica with Cuba, and, finally, Nyushka - also up the ravine, although without trees, but It's more or less quiet here.

Fox Bay Beach

The width of the beach in Fox Bay is up to ten meters, every year, for some reason everything is mostly sand, small pebbles, shells in the surf - pebbles, sometimes large ones. Lots of beautiful stones. There are also semi-precious ones, sometimes even Carnelian is found.

How to get to Fox Bay.

On foot.

from Pribrezhnoe - a little more than three kilometers, or from the village of Kurortnoye - less than two. In both cases there is a path along the shore - you won’t get too lost, I want to say one thing - it’s not very easy to walk in flip-flops.

By car.

From the Feodosiya - Sudak highway in front of Shchebetovka, turn onto Kurortnoye. Then leave Shchebetovka and after some time the road will go to the left, and a dirt road will go straight across the field along the forest belt. If you turned correctly, then soon there will be a bridge over the river and large containers in the field, go past them and go up the hill (there will be a forest here), then go down, pass the pond, and end up in the sea... Turn right and along the beach to a small market , right in front of the market the road will turn right, go around the market and again up a small hill - behind it the main beach of Fox Bay itself will begin (information from the network, I didn’t go there myself).

From Solnechnaya Dolina you can only get to Kinogorodok. In the Kinogorodok area and further to Pribrezhny there are also many good wild beaches, access by car, you can meet nudists, but the atmosphere is not the same. There are no informals, fire shows and drums until the morning.

From the road to Pribrezhnoye you need to turn left back in Solnechnaya Dolina and past the lakes, through the vineyard (there is security there, you need to negotiate) you will go to the sea. There are many roads there, it is better to check with the locals. From Kinogorodok to Fox Bay about seven hundred meters along the shore.

Beach at Fox Bay

How to relax in Liska?

Housing near the bay

Are you going

Quote about relaxation

“I remember well in Lisk Andrei Makarevich, who lost the habits of his idol when meeting with strong wine from a plastic container. Or – I’m talking about this summer – take the artist Oleg Kulik. This dog-man, smeared with gray healing clay, turned into a real devil and began to organize human sacrifices, however, mainly of a sexual nature. No one remained indifferent. Rastafarians beat drums and fiery torches floated on the water. Kulik preached the new religion, trembling with excitement from dusk to dawn. At dawn, everyone was drawn into the clear sea, which still smells of iodine in those parts...”
Victor Erofeev.

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Fox Bay or “Liska” is 5 kilometers of solid bare bodies. Yes, yes, the most famous nudist and naturist beach in Crimea. As well as an annual gathering of hippies and informals.

In a few words, this place can be described as follows: sex, hippies, Rastafarianism, nudism, savagery. On the stones at the approach to the bay it is written in paint: “Leave your clothes, everyone who enters here” and “I love the clean land.” You definitely need to listen to the second inscription, because at the end of the season a lot of garbage accumulates in “Liska”. Because of this factor, the title “best bay of Crimea” is gradually moving away from this place. Take your trash with you!

They usually rest here for a long time - tens of days, or even months. And, you know, there’s something in it when after a week you already know half of the local aborigines.

The part of the bay that can be reached by car is called “Shakalka” and is considered by the “locals” to be a place for “majors”. The main narrow part of the beach strip is called “Jamaica”, and the areas with shops and salmans are called “Goa” and “Piccadilly”.

Beach at Fox Bay

The beach strip is not very wide, the covering is coarse gray sand. But entering the water is not easy - there are cobblestones under the water in the coastal strip.

You can walk around dressed in Liske, but you don’t have to

The Echki-Dag ridge (from Crimean Tatar - “goat mountain”) with one of the highest peaks in the surrounding area - “Kara-Oba” (670 meters) overlooks the coast.

In addition, one of the features of Fox Bay can be noted that it is underdeveloped: there are no buildings in the vicinity, only tents, of which there are more and more every year. The roads are only dirt and there are few of them. And finding a free place for a tent during the “peak” season is quite difficult.

How to relax in Liska?

The place is “wild”, we take with us everything necessary for life in nature: a tent, foam, sleeping bag, awning, dishes. Don't forget musical instruments. But you can leave your clothes at home :)

Water can be collected from a spring on the mountain or from a cafe nearby.

In summer, there are several portable shops and cafes along the coast. Prices are of course higher than in the city, but bearable. This area is called "Piccadilly" or "Shalmany". It is not customary to walk here naked. There are also a couple of paid toilets.

This bay is called a paradise for informals and Rastafarians with drums and fire shows, which are often held here in the evenings. There is always a warm, friendly atmosphere here.

Many people on the Internet are interested in “nude” topics and queries such as “fox bay photos and videos” and “fox photos of girls” are quite popular, but not so many photographs can be found. In Liska itself, visitors with a camera are treated with caution and do not like to be photographed. Please take this into account.

Housing near the bay

Are you going relax among these colorful characters, but want comfort? A good option is to rent a house in the nearest village - Kurortnoye, which is 2-3 kilometers away at a leisurely pace along the hills. Housing in the village is cheap and there is plenty to choose from.

Quote about relaxation

Drunk naked Santa Claus, setting the Christmas tree on fire and the barbaric game "Suck the mattress!" - this is how the New Year is celebrated in Fox Bay. But I just missed it when I went to see Feodosia - who knew that the aborigines would be eager to celebrate the New Year on August 6th?

Disclaimer!
This post is contraindicated for aesthetes and advocates of morality (there are thugs and nudity and there is no condemnation of all this), fappers (because all the nudity is shot from afar, from the back or side, sometimes with faces framed in a graphic editor), as well as Crimean guru (because I This is my first time in places like this and I don’t claim any truth). In addition, I apologize for the length - not counting the “final” posts, I have never posted more than 60 photos and will try not to do so in the future.

To begin with, instead of an epigraph - an anecdote:
Two old-school bearded hippies are sitting, smoking a joint between them and reminiscing about the past:
-Dude, do you remember the Beatles? How it all began?
-Oh, yes, yes, "Beatles", "Beatles"!
-Dude, do you remember Pink Floyd? Remember the Wall?
-Oh, yes, yes, yes, Pink Floyd, Pink Floyd!
-Do you remember “Deep Ash”?
-Oh, of course, “Deep Purple”, “Deep Purple”!
“Do you remember,” he drops the burnt part of the joint behind his collar, “hey, buddy, knock off the ashes!”
-Oh, yes, yes, "People's Bay", "People's Bay"!
I missed the hippie era. The time of Russian rock was only caught by the tail. I never hipped, never smoked joints, never lived in the flats. But somewhere, very, very deep down, I have my share of hippieism. I really liked this name: "People's Bay" - that is, the Bay of People, and I had been dreaming of finding one for several years. In the summer of 2013, when nothing foreshadowed trouble, I planned to go to Southern Ukraine in the summer of 2014 , to friends for a couple of days in Zaporozhye, which I once examined and showed not in too much detail; then to Melitopol and to the Stone Tomb; to the Turkish Wall and the “Crimean Titan”, and through the steppe Crimea and Simferopol to Feodosia, and from there - to some Bay of People, fortunately there are a lot of them on the peninsula. Well, home - through Kerch and Krasnodar... In the end, life decreed differently, but, even without the steppes of Northern Taurida, it was a great success. I asked many people for analogues, but they couldn’t explain anything intelligible to me. Someone said that it was a good alternative, but I found its secluded coves almost deserted. They said about Meganom - that the people there are more intelligent and don’t blow grass, but it’s hard to get there. there is no water, and this year “there are only 3 tents.” There was a lot of fear about Fox Bay - that it was dirty (in the literal sense of the word), and that it was inhabited mainly by not the most decent of Nefers, and the majors appeared and were stealing from the tents... In general, in the nearest village I rented a cage for 100 rubles and went to Fox Bay. They say that this year it is abnormally sparsely populated; in general, the Koktebel region suffered especially hard that summer - the tourist flow fell by about three times (versus one and a half times throughout the Crimea). But there are not enough people in Crimea this year, but usually too many, and maybe that’s why all the fears were not justified. In Fox Bay I found my personal little paradise.

If you sit facing the sea, on the left hand it grins with teeth and shimmers with shadows in the gorges of Karadag, from behind which Toprak-Kaya timidly peeks out, really changing color depending on the time of day. Behind Karadag is Koktbel, where I never went on this visit, and before Karadag there is also the village of Kurortnoye (Tatar Otuz, and in everyday life, at the end of the Feodosian PAZ, Biostation), whose houses can be seen behind the Crab Cape, which from afar looks like a woman drinking from the sea fox, which allegedly gave the name to the bay. To the right, in the distance, an unshakable bulk lies Meganom, tightly covered with desert; at its base is the village of Pribrezhny, which is part of the Sunny Valley, famous for its wine - in Fox Bay it is called Solidol and they prefer to walk here either in a group or with some means of self-defense. I walked on both sides, and to put it bluntly, Resort is both nicer and closer.

Also, if the surrounding beaches are all Crimean pebbles, on which you can’t lie down normally and it hurts to walk, then in Fox Bay there is coarse sticky sand. Sand - of course it gets everywhere, but it’s soft to lie on and easy to walk on. True, there is only a strip of cobblestones under the water near the beach, which are almost impossible to overcome without being knocked down by the next wave. It is difficult to get to Lisya, and the slopes above it are composed of completely Turkestan-looking striped clay:

As already mentioned, I came to Kurortnoye by bus from Simferopol and rented a room there. 120 rubles is a little more expensive than the Russian Railways storage room (and maybe now it’s already cheaper, dammit) and, in principle, the second cheapest place where I’ve ever spent the night - the first was the Collective Farmer’s House in Kazan in 2002, where a double room cost 80 rubles. Why a room? Well, I didn’t know what awaited me in Liska, I was afraid that I wouldn’t like it there radically, I was afraid of thieves... in general, in the end it turned out that I lived in two places, spending the night in Kurortny not every night, but keeping my own there things. Half of the rooms were occupied by refugees from Donbass, the other by a large Ukrainian family of three generations from Zhitomir, who got along well with each other. From the house in Kurortny to Fox Bay, the journey took half an hour along the shore, and I walked there in slippers, without a camera, without documents, even without a mobile phone, with several hundred bills in my shorts pocket. Path through the scree:

Fox Bay has a very extensive “entrance”, where people with haircuts and dreadlocks are already walking, someone is already swimming naked, but the shore is rocky, there are no tents yet, and sometimes clearly respectable vacationers from Kurortny come in. Add some color to the boulders in the sea, on some of which a naked maiden could very well be sitting, like a mermaid. On one of the screes is the “gate” of Fox Bay; for ease of climbing, someone placed a tire near it:

View from Crab Cape. In the upper right corner is the peak of Echki-Dag (670m), covering the bay from the Koktbel-Sudak highway:

View of the bay... all these shots were taken on the last day of my stay, when I went to Sudak, from there to Solidol, and since it was an educational outing, I came to the bay with everything I usually carry, including a camera. On the right you can see a white and blue tent and a dark green canopy - that’s where I ended up “registering”. In general, on the first day I came here restless, didn’t know anyone, wandered aimlessly back and forth, but somehow irrationally noticed a couple of tents. On the way back to Kurortnoye, I somehow got into a conversation with an elderly but charismatic woman, around whom an extremely fast girl of about 10 years old was constantly running around. They were from Dnepropetrovsk, the mother’s name was Natalya, the daughter’s name was Dara, but I don’t remember what happened to them then said. The next day, I discovered that they lived in exactly one of those tents that I noticed, and their tent, along with a couple of neighboring ones, formed Little Dnepropetrovsk, where the Dnieper embankment is a canopy. The other inhabitants were very friendly informal people a little older than me, who spent most of the day banging on tom-toms, completely disconnecting from reality, and sometimes drinking tea, and I came to them just at the time of tea. I asked Natalya if it was possible to land, and one of the informals immediately silently handed me a bowl of tea.... and if at first I had the idea of making several acquaintances in Lisk and standing with some, then with others, in the end I I got along so well with these people that I no longer wanted to go anywhere else. I had interesting conversations with Natalya about everything from health to politics, and Dara became friends with me almost immediately. She turned out to be an amazingly talented musician, at less than 10 years old she played the guitar in a way that few adults can (but she’s capricious - give her a violin only with nylon strings), and I think we’ll see her on TV in 10 years, all the makings there is - talent, activity and a thirst for attention (she could not sit still for a second, and she played on the nerves of those around her like on strings) and truly an acting charisma - when you know how to get everyone so that at the same time they still adore you. I also made friends with other people. In general, an important property of Liska: the “residence qualification” - if on the first day they looked at me askance, and when I sat down next to some company, they were usually clearly not happy with me, then in the last days it was impossible to walk along the beach to You can't exchange a few words with someone.

At the beginning of the bay there are painted stones:

Fox Bay has its own internal geography, and it differs slightly in different parties - but only slightly... The first location along the way is Shakalka, which is, as it were, not quite Fox Bay. Its peculiarity is that you can drive up to it by car, so mostly “majors” stand there. If in other locations you go wherever you want and communicate with the first person you meet, then here you can easily run into something normal in the outside world: “Why are you walking here? Walk over there, but here we stand!” I usually tried to get past the jackal as quickly as possible, and didn’t even take any good shots on it. I remember only the outermost tent, where a family from Donetsk stood: a well-built peasant, a very beautiful middle-aged woman with a very beautiful face and naked body, and a boy about 12 years old. I met them, it seems, leaving the bay for the second time, and I started talking with them every subsequent visit ended. They stood on the outskirts because they were tired of listening to “well-wishers” from Kyiv, Kharkov and Dnepropetrovsk, promising their city a quick “liberation from terrorists”, they talked a lot about the ideological background of this whole uprising, and in general, when they tell me that “the Donbass no dignity,” I remember these people and stop respecting the speaker. But they were no longer standing on Shakalka, but as if on their own. And the view I have here is not of Shakalka itself, but of the congress to it, which, it should be noted, is also not the simplest:

View from the back. As you can see, contrary to popular belief, not everyone here is nudist. You can go naked, but you don't have to. And in the distance is the center of Fox Bay, the Piccadilly Circus location, or simply Shalmany:

A group of shops and cafes, where in principle you can even call a taxi (although the prices are clearly for the majors - 400 rubles before civilization) grew up here, it seems, relatively recently, and they say that they have changed Liska very much, before their appearance they described it to me as a virgin kingdom honest naked planokurov. In the shops, prices are a little more expensive than on the mainland, but tolerable, and the trade here, as elsewhere in the Crimea, is carried out by Tatars - but some special ones, themselves slightly informal, especially girls. Among the individual points worth mentioning is a stall with birch sap (50 rubles for a large glass) and a tandoor with very tasty flatbreads:

Fruits, fish, all sorts of chips, crackers, Snickers, cola, lemonade, mineral water and homemade wine. Probably nonsense, but I wasn't interested. Boiled corn, churchkhela and other Crimean classics of the genre:

Fruits. The local specialty is mamardyk, or “Indian pomegranate”, these orange pods. More correctly, as explained in the comments, momordica, and by origin it is more likely even an “Indian cucumber”. The inside really looks like a pomegranate with small, tinny berries - but the berries are, firstly, sweet, and secondly, seedless. Watermelons are cheaper than in Moscow, but by Crimean standards they are incredibly expensive. In general, besides momordik, I only bought lemonade and mineral water here.

Several shalmans have their own faces. The main one, and apparently the first, is Piccadilly. According to the barmaid, it was built and designed by her husband several years ago. The dastarkhans, popular in Crimea, obviously “brought” by the Tatars from Uzbek exile, stand right above the sea here - in a storm, a wave would wash into the hall:

The food here is VERY tasty and inexpensive - apparently this is due to the fact that you don’t have to pay rent (but I think there is a “roof”). Here's lunch: rapana, yantykh with feta cheese (it's like cheburek, but dry and tastier), a waffle roll and a teapot of hibiscus, which gives off some kind of sweet sickness...

The design is simple, slobby and generally tasteful:

In addition to the main hall, there is also a secret loggia, where if you hang your legs, water will lick them when there is good excitement.

Shalmany is the only place in Lisk where it is not customary to go naked. If on the street between them it is still rare to see naked people, then inside it is almost never. Well, unless someone feels very good, and even then after 10-15 minutes the owner of this body woke up and put on a dress.

The shalman opposite, stuck right to the clay cliff, is called “Baghdad”, and there is almost no food here - but here they smoke hookah, drink, dance and get mad in the evenings. Its interior is the wildest:

Rastafarian songs are constantly playing inside. There was also a sad, but also Rastafarian in style song about a soldier:
I am a soldier, I am a premature child of war,
I am a soldier in the army of a godforsaken country,
I'm a hero... just tell me-oh-oh-oh
What novel?! - from which we can conclude that it is better to be a Rastafarian than a soldier.
But the best song I heard there is definitely "". I'll quote it in its entirety:

Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good

Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good
Amphetamines won't do any good

In principle, I have never had a craving for drugs, but if it suddenly wakes up, it will definitely not be amphetamines, because after one or two listens to this song, out of the corner of my ear I have already formed a subconscious associative connection: if amphetamines, then they will not bring any good . And once on the beach, strong guys with angry faces and a dog on a leash walked past us - plainclothes police periodically make their rounds. They seem to turn a blind eye to the drug addicts, and fight against hard drugs to the best of their ability, but are there really any here, hard drugs? I didn't see any signs of their use.

The most severe shalman stands a little to the side and is called “Uncle Misha’s”. There they drink vodka, sip beer and swear:

Uncle Misha himself. Alas, the fly swatter with a smiley face in his hand was not included in the frame:

He is also the Lord of the Toilets here - for 20 rubles in his shalman they give you the key to these wonderful stalls, but there is no soap or paper:

In the evening it’s good in the shalmans, and Natalya, Dara and I dropped in a couple of times to the carbon-fueled parties in “Baghdad”, in “Piccadilly” I preferred to dine during the day, even before arriving in Lisya Bukhut I switched to an unusual diet for myself - to eat a hearty meal once every day:

"Piccadilly", "Baghdad" and others against the backdrop of Karadag. By the way, we must take into account that sometimes they close for half a day or a day for cleaning and receiving goods, but I don’t remember whether they work at night:

The next location (with a couple more shalmans) is “Goa”. Due to its proximity to the center, it is considered the most carbonated; drunk and stoned people are found here most often. But as you can see, there are also children here, and moreover, it’s normal here, it just doesn’t bother anyone:

Hey, what, do you like taking pictures of children?
-What?
-Who are you photographing, paparazzi?
-What if a person with a camera comes to the beach, is he already a pervert?
-No, well, anything can happen! I thought you were taking pictures of the children...
- No, that sign over there... It’s my first time here, I just go and take pictures of various goodies. I don’t take pictures of naked people, at least up close and from the face. If you want, I can show you photos.
-No, no, no, no! I can already see that you are normal! And you know, anything can happen. Here they posted me and my wife naked on the Internet more than once. And recently there was a general frenzy - filmmakers came and filmed a report about how homeless people were settling on empty beaches in Crimea!
In general, of course, they don’t like photographers in Lisk. They told me that they recently caught some voyeur and gave him a good beating. However, walking around with a camera is not forbidden; it is a question of trust. For the locals, the only thing worse than voyeurs are thieves - they told how some thief was not only beaten, but also had the word “rat” tattooed on his forehead. And I think all this happened in Goa - it is the capital here, a place of movement, trash and frenzy. The most colorful personalities sit here, the most picturesque tents and even houses stand, and there is never a crowd of people. Also pay attention to the Adreevsky flag - many people here hang flags on their tents, most often, of course, Ukrainians; I saw Belarusian flags a couple of times (and not “pursuits”), but I didn’t see Russian ones, except for this Andreevsky one:

Next comes Jamaica - this is, I would say, “Fox Bay by default.” A long narrow strip under the cliffs, where there is nothing - just a tent and the sea. Someone is constantly walking by, but here there is the very best balance: not noisy and not drunk, like in Goa, but not family-friendly, like in Cuba. Actually, Little Dnepropetrovsk stood in Jamaica. Although I bought a tent for the trip, in the end I never used it - I slept in a sleeping bag right under the stars, three meters from the surf line, and when the wind blew, I was covered in sand.

Next is Cuba, which begins with a small valley. The real Cuba, as you know, is famous for its medicine. It’s mostly mothers with small children who stand here, and before, they say, they regularly came here to give birth. Here the differences from Jamaica are disadvantageous in another way - people value personal space and worry about their children. However, the naked over the clothed here prevail as nowhere else in Lisk.

There is a cross made of thin sticks. In the valley there are several capital houses made of ethnographic stone. And toilets on natural “balconies”, from where only your head sticks out and overlooks the sea and the beach:

I must say that the role of free toilets in Lisk is played by ravines, but I have never gone there.

Further along the shore there is a narrow bridge, where on the first day I seriously hurt my leg on a stone, so I limped until the end of the trip and for some time in Moscow. There is Siderite Cape, and it is not entirely clear how the locations Nyushka, Eden and Uganda are related to each other. As I understand it, the last one is below, the first one is on the hill, and Eden is in the deepening of the shore, where there are trees and there are no mosquitoes or sand.

They say that there are some famous personalities in Fox Bay; they mentioned to me either Arefieva, or Aguzarova, or both. And for example, Irina Antsiferova, whose song “Nudist Beach” Wikimapia recommends as an exhaustive fear of Fox Bay, was my literature teacher... I secretly hoped to somehow meet her here by chance.
Someone else's flag:

A hut on the outskirts. I came here on the first day, a very sincere man from Kharkov lives here, I promised him to come again sometime, but I never came:

Nobody really knows what was filmed here around 2004, either different films, or some unreleased film, or maybe it’s not a movie town at all? Be that as it may, it is gradually being destroyed and now there are not many of the original ones left:

There is at least one more location - Zelenka. It is not located by the sea, but on the slope of Echkidag up from Shalmany, and is opened by a hill, which the locals, of course, nicknamed Siska (there may be other names, but I have not heard them). On Echkidag, continuing the anatomy, there is the Ear of the Earth cave:

Zelenka is quite extensive, it has its own sub-locations, for example Three Oaks, and there is no wind and sand, but there are mosquitoes and it is far from the sea (in the sense of more than 3 steps). Natalya and Dara had friends there, and we often went there, especially Zelenka is beautiful at night, when you make your way through the bushes with a headlamp, seeing lights behind the branches, and suddenly, around a bend, you come across a huge blue and yellow flag... Although local politicization ends with flags. There are negligible conversations about politics, and those that did take place were without conflict. Friends from Mariupol came to see Natalya, from the “for Russia, but against the DPR” category; everyone got along well and understood each other. And yes, I really met people mainly from Ukraine, from large cities east of Kyiv. Russians also met, but much less frequently - for example, a couple from Voronezh stood nearby, once a beautiful girl from St. Petersburg dropped in for a visit, Muscovites were dining in shalmans nearby, I once got into a conversation with a stopper from Tyumen, who didn’t recognize my face, but when mentioning my other travels I immediately remembered: “So you are Varandey?!” I also saw Belarusians here, and according to rumors there were guys from Kazakhstan standing somewhere... In general, there is a place for everyone here.

And through Zelenka there is a road to the iconic place of Fox Bay - to the Rodnik. It is alone and quite high in the mountains; people usually go there at dawn - not for ritual purposes, but for fear of the heat. There is nowhere else to get water here, only bottled and not very cheap water in shalmans - in fact, I bought the latter for drinking, but cooking buckwheat with it is no longer the case. The climb, to put it bluntly, is quite boring, but horses graze on the slopes:

The spring itself is high, and in the last meters I suddenly felt better, my vision darkened, and the man who was next to me immediately rushed to save me, pressing the “membrane” between the thumb and forefinger almost to the point of bleeding - but either from pain or True, from the impact on the point I came to my senses. For some reason, it was in Crimea that the climbs were especially difficult for me... and in general, I didn’t like going to the spring. And here it serves as something like a club, where people, resting after getting up and waiting in line for the coveted stream, communicate. Some of Natalya’s acquaintances came with a huge dog; So the woman undressed and, moving away a little, did the ice basket challenge, squealing and shouting “For world peace!” If you’re going to get water, then a backpack full of bottles:

This trickle waters the entire Fox Bay:

I have talked about the people of Fox Bay more than once during the course of the play... Now I’ll try to show them. At the same time, I thought for a long time about the moral and ethical side, am I violating someone’s privacy? I photographed naked people from the back, repainted their hair and all sorts of bags-clips in Photoshop, in general, maybe the victims themselves could recognize themselves, but others are unlikely, except perhaps those who hung out with them here, and therefore nothing will not see anything new. And the people here are colorful, especially in Goa and Piccadilly:

Liskinsky old-timers. “The Soul of Fox Bay” I remember the two girls on the right - I forgot the name of the one in the sundress, but the second one, who is in all three frames, is Martha. She is always slightly drunk (but I have never seen her very drunk either), and is as cocky as she is kind.

Here in her hands is a wreath with a nail for piercing the Third Eye - weddings are a separate “trick” here, although according to Natalya, now they are no longer the same, more often vulgar than colorful. From the same series is the New Year without a clear date - but in principle, Santa Claus needs to rest somewhere, so why not here?

Martha was usually complemented by Elektronik - a dear friend, also always drunk, and sometimes very drunk - in “Baghdad” he foolishly broke a hookah. To the question, “Where are you from?”, they answered “From here!” Moreover, although they are regulars and old-timers, I have never seen either Electronics or Martha in a nudist outfit.

Guy in embroidered shirt:

Hippies, yogis, Zen Buddhists, Hare Krishnas, shamans.... who can tell them apart.

Here comes the biker:

A very handsome grandfather in Goa, a local lion - his camp there is the most popular place:

The boy plays the badlama - a Turkish musical instrument with two strings, from the same series as all these dombras and komuzes. The black-haired girl was with us in the Sevastopol House for Everyone - a significant part of its inhabitants either came from Fox Bay, or went to Fox Bay (according to the hitchhiking tradition, some of them scattered to God knows where along the way):

Basically, the inhabitants of the fox look something like this. One of the busiest parking lots near Nyushka:

As for nudism... In fact, you very quickly stop paying attention to it. A naked man differs from a clothed man no more than two dressed differently, and I, lying on the bank, often did not notice whether I had something on or nothing. At the same time, a certain ethics is observed: go in any form, but I have never even seen couples hugging tightly, not to mention something more open - my whole personal life is in tents...

The atmosphere here is very healthy, there is a complete absence of any lust. A plot unthinkable on an ordinary nudist beach - a clothed guy and a naked girl.

In general, life goes on as usual. Someone over there is bathing a horse, and a couple of times dolphins came into the bay and showed their fins from the waves literally fifty meters from me:

Someone kneaded clay and smeared it on it. By the way, she is very good at washing her hair, and in principle I somehow began to like the Black Sea water - salty enough to wash, but not so salty that you then have to wash off the crystals:

People constantly come and go. According to Natalya, there have never been two identical seasons in Liska - the atmosphere in it is always a little different:

In addition to water, people collect firewood:

Many are engaged in creativity - or paint stones:

Or they make something from clay, and then often sell it:

But they called the spirit of fire:

At one time, Estonian drunks told me a good motto: “Live yourself and don’t bother others!” It's strange that they didn't tell me this here.
The Bay of People means that everyone here is human, and it is not necessary to expose your body in order to take off your mental clothes - profession, status, nationality, political views, religion and age... The most wonderful feeling that there is: everyone can be themselves - but at the same time in public. And it seems like you can lie like that to the sound of tom-toms and the sound of the surf under the scorching sun, sometimes getting up and plopping into a cool wave three steps away from you. And then fall asleep under the huge Crimean stars, and when you wake up, see the dawn:

What attracts me most in Crimea is this feeling of eternal youth...

I'll come back here. If there is such an opportunity...