Then Bykova with Dauge on shoulders were drained in by bog, and Jurkovsky has dragged out them on a surface. And the
most surprising consisted that they have found at once a place where one month ago has made landing of "Hius".
But... "Hiusa" here was not...
On its place - wide, metres sixty in diameter, a lawn covered with a strong asphalt crust. From its centre long cracks through
which the violent young growth of the big whitish plants with thick slippery trunks made the way ran up...
"HIUS" VERSUS VENUSБольше all on light Michael Antonovich liked to sit in a garden of the summer residence on Altai
where under the big is dense-green alder specially for it the small little table has been established, and, having imposed with
books, to work - slowly, with taste, methodically. It some questions theoretical zvezdoplavanija interested, and it for a long
time cherished dream to write small, but the substantial book systematising all basic achievements in this area for last twenty
years.
On a speciality it was the mathematician, has terminated matematiko-mechanical faculty of University in Leningrad and at first
worked at Institute kosmogatsii. The work very much loved, to it delivered the greatest pleasure to watch how from under a
feather there are lines almost always very difficult, but, as a rule. The graceful, beautiful formulas full of deep sense. The
worker it was fine, was mistaken seldom.
Imperceptibly for itself(himself) he has taken a great interest in mathematical problems of automatic control new then pulse
rockets on nuclear fuel. And it has defined its further destiny. Energetic Krajuhin has involved it in sphere of the extensive
activity, has forced to leave school of navigators-mezhplanetnikov and among the first has directed to trial flights for a belt of
asteroids. It happens about fifteen years ago.
Michael Antonovich has visited both on the Moon, and on Mars, and even a belt of asteroids, became the magnificent
navigator, has tested set of adventures, has seen such, as could not dream the scientific employee of Institute kosmogatsii,
working in the field of applied mathematics. But nevertheless above all it liked to sit under the shade of a branchy tree, to dig
in thick books with rough covers, to cover clean sheets with graceful lines mathematical tajnopisi and unconsciously to listen
to a foliage rustle over a head when the dazzling sun motionlessly hangs in the cleanest blueness. Inflates a tender warm
breeze. Under a table stynet in a bucket with artificial ice a small bottle narzana, in bushes of a currant the wife with a
daughter collect berries for house jam, and the little son - the guy surprisingly mischievous - has taken seat, of course, near
an ant heap and loud babble expresses the deep amazement. . The Sky pure, cloudless, dark blue, and a dragonfly with
iridescent wings creeps on edge of a blue cup...