Synopsis
The photo of my grandfather is enlarged to enormous proportions, almost life-size; it’s hanging out at the place of honor in my room. It is in a black frame with glass.
My Grandfather has a very athletic look. Nature gave him extraordinary physical strength, his body so smeared with whale oil, that is shining with the rays of the rising sun.
My grandfather was a consummate swimmer of his time.
My Grandfather was a diver in the
He moved into his hometown, hiding from prying eyes. Guns did not salute the winner. It was not a triumphal entry. After all, no one believed him! Offended at the world, he was drinking alone.
"He's a liar; he walked halfway and reached Poti by foot! It is all made up! Grandpa was a deceiver", - people were telling his grandson all the time.
Therefore, since childhood he has doubts and fears for himself and for his grandfather-athlete and also for his feat. He was afraid of water, he had few friends, and he kept to himself.
But he had a goal and desire to prove to everyone that Grandpa really did that! So, thin and fragile, the boy sailed regardless on the sea along his grandfather’s path...