Толбухин Маяк (Tolbukhin Lighthouse)

Harsh and strong, rude and lout like Baltic sailor, with coffee shades. This is a dense drink with a striking creamy taste for the true style lovers. No doubt, Baltic porter would have warmed a lonely light keeper when the sky is spilling its streams. West of Kotlin Island…
We are close to destination, Tolbukhin tower proudly overlooks the lonely small island surrounded by rows of stones, white foam is seen now and then; crashing waves are roaring, log canoe is flying, the tower is growing before us, we dip the sail, and the last wave throws us on shore.
Warming like boiling tar, the Lighthouse lays before a sailor a serene path to the desirable shore. Dedicated to Nikolay Bestuzhev and all men in the sea.