Fishing. The story is fiction. 18+ .

"When the sixth flying saucer emerged from the muddy water of the forest lake that Ivan had been searching for even in this wilderness, he realized that there would be no bite today! There is nothing in the lake where flying saucers are found! And in such numbers. Ivan sighed heavily, not daring to turn off the gear, hoping for a miracle. He had been looking for a bit of peace for so long, at least some reminder that solitude was possible and what was once called fishing! when you sit with a fishing rod on the lake, for example, and expect If the prey is cunning, it will come up to the hook and slightly try the bait, then it will touch the float, showing that she knows and understands everything, and knows about the hook inside the worm, and about the fisherman trying this hook to her, prey, feed her, and about the float, on which this fisherman now looks, without stopping, and is angry that the prey is so smart! And the prey, making circles on the water and around the baited hook, did not hurry. The fisherman also did not hurry, stood with a fishing rod in his hand, trying to portray from the reeds, growing close and masking it, fishing rod and ... "
Ivan, who came to a remote place for fishing, finds himself drawn into a whirlpool of events, anomalous phenomena, conversations with ufologists and local girls, who do not even find themselves local, and even not quite girls ... Or not girls at all! But Ivan still suffers, it´s a vacation! And this is the Earth!