In five years, a hermit from the Yaroslavl highway established life in his dugout. How a modern hermit lives The hobbit hermit on the Yaroslavl map

Driving the 106th kilometer of the Yaroslavl highway, many notice not far from the road a strange wigwam-type structure, which in fact is not a wigwam at all, but a tipi - the dwelling of nomadic Indians. But where will the Indians come from on Yaroslavka?

It turns out that a certain Yuri built the building several years ago, and also dug a dugout nearby, where he lives. Yes, not alone, but with Petrukha...

We went out to see what kind of housing this was. There is no fence, only the gate in the middle of the field is marked with posts - so that it is clear where to enter.

Some people in the distance are flying a tolerant kite.

Parking at the entrance and some birdhouses...

INTERCOM
Do not hesitate to notify about your appearance in order to avoid misunderstandings

The red telephone from the 80s is connected to the dugout and works! We call and report our appearance.

In principle, you can immediately guess what the secret is.

We look into the wigwam - no one. Just a fireplace made of stones, books and a log with a chair. This is a reading hut!

We walk a little further forward and find ourselves in front of a real dugout, some kind of audiobook is playing from the speaker on the roof.

Entrance, view from inside. Fire safety complied with!

And here is the owner!

Meet Yuri Alekseev, a former lawyer, and now homeless, as he positions himself.
His house burned down several years ago and this is the second dugout that he dug out and lives here for his own pleasure - he does housework, reads and receives guests. He has no plans to return to the benefits of civilization - there is too much fuss and unnecessary effort.

To build a dugout, it took little - a shovel, dry pine trunks, polyethylene, clay and stones.
The water used for the farm is rainwater, which Yuri collects (she did not specify how).
The mattress for sleeping was somehow brought by the migrant workers, the rest was added as they arrived...

And the photographs of the classics fit perfectly into the interior.

A white rabbit lives in the hole, aka Petrukha and Yuri’s old friend.

Attentive and thoughtful.

Edgar the raven also lives here. This one was embarrassed by the guests and pretended that he was interested in the traffic going on outside the window in Yaroslavka.

The survival manual was useful for the first time.

Inside is the same red telephone, through which the owner hears a call from the intercom.

Shelf on ropes.

Life is quite simple - food is cooked on a gas burner, the most common products are used.
When asked what to bring, Yuri denied it for a long time, assuring that nothing was needed. But if you bring it, then it’s peas. Peas, buckwheat and other cereals...
On my own behalf, I would add that tea, coffee, sugar and drinking water won't hurt either. Well, buns by default.

Behind the clay partition there are all amenities. There is even a bathhouse behind the other wall, but it was dark there and there will be no photos.

Yuri is a local attraction and guests appear in the house every day - the owner is hospitable and sociable, he will serve you tea or coffee, and guests usually bring cookies with them. It will not be possible without communication - we listened to a wonderful lecture about the absurd, Chekhov and the cucumber, and other topics were probably discussed with other guests.

The benefits of civilization could not be avoided - a laptop runs from a solar battery installed on the roof of the hole and Yuri regularly goes online.
News from big world doesn’t like to read and says that the world has been going the wrong way for a long time.
However, disconnecting from outside world does not intend to, periodically posts news on the Polyana 106 Facebook page.

About travel:
– Let it not be me who moves past everything, but let everything move past me. I'll sit down and let the whole world go...

The birdhouses on the street turned out to be book depositories. Besides the crowd of books that are in the house, they are everywhere here.
Do you know what Boock Crossing is?

By registering yourself and assigning a special number to the book, you leave it in a pre-designed place (cafe, park, train station, bus, etc.), where anyone can pick it up and read it. In this way, the book is “freed” and saved from sitting on the shelf.

The former owner of the book will always know about the movement of his “pet”, receiving an e-mail about whose hands it fell into and how it ended up there. The second side goal is to turn the entire world into a “huge library.”

Tea cups for new arrivals.

The role of the table is played by a cable reel.

Tea from a samovar fresh air- what could be more beautiful?

By the way, several more similar dugouts recently appeared not far from Yura’s dugout - there were followers of a lifestyle without unnecessary things. The territory was called Zurbagan, it is practically a camp of modern hermits.

Guests are guests, but it’s time to know the honor. There are still more than a hundred kilometers to Moscow, and we will be home only after 4 hours, having collected all the traffic jams.
Do you have questions for Yuri? Ask, I hope he will answer them here. Or come visit, but be sure to bring a book!

Petrukha came out to see us off.

Hand on heart, would you risk being able to live like this?

Here's what the media filmed about him two years ago:

The national Indian dwelling - tipi - appeared in Yaroslavl region. And this is not a museum at all. The owner of the dugout, Yuri, has completely arranged his life here and is hiding from the noise of big cities. Although guests are always welcome.

It’s a rare driver who doesn’t slow down at the 106th kilometer of the Yaroslavl Highway. It's really hard to drive past this one. A real tipi is a portable dwelling of Indians. For its owner, 39-year-old Yuri, this house is not temporary, but permanent. There is simply no other. " These are life circumstances onto which philosophy is then superimposed. Or which provide a basis for the development of philosophy", says Yuri.

This has nothing to do with Indian culture. He built a tipi because it was quick, just a few hours of work and simple - a few wooden poles and a piece of thick fabric. The dugout next door - a winter option - has been building for four whole months. He has almost two higher education- a half-educated programmer and accomplished lawyer. Three years ago I went to the office every day. I rented an apartment in Moscow. Then there was less work, housing was more modest, and the struggle for survival became more intense. " I’m starting to feel: I don’t need this apartment. Why do I need this apartment somewhere out there, it’s not clear where, in some corners, in some gray house, it’s not clear where. And life begins outside of this, that is, outside of this idea of ​​the physical. That is, it begins at the Bolshoi Theater, at the Conservatory. It begins in the images created by writers in the books you read"- says Yuri.

The dugout he built has everything necessary for life: light from a battery, heat from a stove, even a private bathhouse. On musical instruments Yuri doesn't play, but he bought a violin. He says to better understand the process of interaction between the musician and the instrument. He, in principle, has a lot of time for everything - for understanding and awareness.

Now he is passionate about Brodsky. He placed lines from Brodsky on wooden tablets on a special stand. This is how he communicates with the world passing by.

Guests come to him often. Foreigners sometimes spend several nights. After all, here it’s like in a museum under open air. There is even a symbolic tree for the New Year.

Yuri doesn’t take money for lodging or excursions; he doesn’t need it here. Food is delivered to him by friends and passing motorists. Food is cooked exclusively over a fire.

What to call him - a downshifter, a hermit, yes, just a city madman, Yuri himself does not know. He says he expects this from visiting guests. And he also expects dialogue and argument from them. After all, here he gets to know the world and himself. And since the newcomers are a distraction, let them at least bring some benefit in the birth of truth.

Liliya Popova, Oleg Lapshov. "TV Center".

For five years now, 42-year-old hermit Yuri Alekseev has been living in a dugout on the Yaroslavskoye Highway, 60 kilometers from Moscow. Once a successful Moscow lawyer, he gave up everything, dug a dugout, got a rabbit and now reads books all day.

As the man admits, he is tired of the drab office life.

My employers were good people. At first they told me: well, if you don’t want to go to the office every day, then go at least three days a week. Then they offered a day, then a few hours. But I thought: why should I sit in this Moscow, pay for rent? So, what is next? Take out a mortgage for some cell in a residential area? And this is life?

Dmitry Lebedev, Kommersant

That's why Yuri now lives in a dugout.

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There are solar panels on the roof of the dugout, and the electricity generated is stored in batteries. So Yuri always has light and connection with the outside world - there is a computer and the Internet in the dugout.

Dmitry Lebedev, Kommersant
Dmitry Lebedev, Kommersant

Yuri considers his library to be the main treasure of his home. All his books are registered in the world bookcrossing library. People who come to visit Yuri can take something to read from him and leave their books in return.

Dmitry Lebedev, Kommersant

Among the pets is the rabbit Parsley.

Dmitry Lebedev, Kommersant

All free time Yuri spends time reading, music, thinking and talking with guests. The hermit does not maintain relations with his relatives: they do not come to visit him. The downshifter was married, but admitted that the issues of starting a family and leaving offspring, so that he would have someone to give a glass of water to before his death, did not bother him.

Yuri has a 33-year-old girlfriend, Klara, who continues to lead a life in Moscow that he so hates: rents a house, pays off a loan, works in the document management department. On the weekend, Clara fills her bags with groceries and goes to the meadow. It was thanks to her efforts that solar panels, a generator, gas cylinder. She bought insulation for the dugout, a saw, an ax and even a water pump. But I’m not ready to move into the dugout forever.

Yaroslavl-room.ru

Numerous guests also come with gifts. Yuri opened a page on the Internet “

Have you ever wondered whether you live comfortably in your apartment? Could you change urban life not just by rural life, and let’s say about the life of a hermit in a dugout?

But 42-year-old Yuri Alekseev could.

About 6 years ago, Yuri, a former Moscow lawyer who graduated with honors from the institute, left the comfort of the city and settled in a dugout at the 106th kilometer of the Yaroslavl highway.

Yuri was a native of Stary Oskol, lived, worked, rented an apartment in Moscow, was also married, and went abroad on vacation. But somehow Yuri realized that he was suffocating from city life. That there was no freedom of thought, no harmony in the soul, and then he gave up everything and chose the life of a hermit.

When my family and I, having left Pereslavl-Zalessky, were returning home, I saw a strange large poster on the road. It was written on it - “The Hermit Hobbit.”

To be honest, I had already read about this place before, so I decided to park and go visit Yuri.

To my question: Do you live here permanently?

Yuri clarifies with a smile. - Here? Do you mean on planet Earth? Yes, constantly, for a long time, several million years. We tried closer to the sun, but it was hot there.

And he takes the globe in his hand, “Look, here she is,” Yuri tells me.

Unfortunately, Yuri was a little busy, and therefore I did not take up his time with my questions. I just asked permission to take a few photos.

Anyone driving along the highway can stop by and visit the hermit. Russian Hobbit, as he was dubbed Western press, very hospitable. He has his own Youtube channel on which he posts his life story. By the way, here is a business card given to me by Yuri.

He built his dugout for 2 months, and has been living in it for 4 years. Before that, he had a straw house, which burned down due to careless handling of the stove.

Solar panels with batteries are installed on the roof of the dugout, which allows him to use electrical appliances.

Yuri eats mostly peas, seasoned with soy sauce and butter, and says that this is a very nutritious product. But sometimes he accepts gifts of other food from all passing guests.

He also does not refuse small financial assistance, which he uses mainly to pay bills for the Internet and mobile communications.

Yuri good-naturedly allowed me to take a few photos as a souvenir, but his girlfriend Klara was shy and asked her not to take photographs. Klara works in Moscow just like Yuri once did, in a stuffy office. Until she finds the strength to leave the comfort of city living and move to permanent place residence in a dugout. She visits the hermit on weekends and brings food. By the way, at the moment when I drove into the dugout, the girl was going to return to Moscow.

This is the intercom you need to call if you decide to visit the hermit.

And here is the entrance to the dugout itself.

To get inside, you have to bend over.

And this is how it works inside.

And of course, where would we be without a pet? Dog? No!, Cat? - No!

Rabbit! Nicknamed Parsley.

There is a pile of antennas on the roof, or just some long sticks.

And this is instead of a fence.

Hammock for relaxation.

There are a lot of books everywhere.

For several years now, Yuri Alekseev has been living in a dugout next to the highway.
Yuri built his dugout in two months, and has been living in it for several years.

Nowadays, many articles have already been written about Yuri Alekseev (that is the name of the “hermit hobbit”) in various public pages, and most of them begin with the story of how Yuri, being a successful Moscow lawyer, quit his highly paid job and moved to a dugout, refusing material goods. There is indeed some truth in this story, but the journalists are a little disingenuous.

The library is Yuri's main pride.
Yuri registers all his books in the bookcrossing system.

In fact, Yuri can hardly be called a hermit and an ascetic - he has so many guests that they often bump into each other at the door or walk one after another. So that regular guests would not be so annoying, Yuri even installed a kind of intercom - a telephone at the beginning of the path, through which guests must report who they are and for what purpose they came to him. And so that those wishing to take part in bookcrossing would not disturb Yuri again, he moved his library to a separate shed.

Hobbit hermit.
Yuri's house has electricity provided by a generator.

Yuri's asceticism is also peculiar, or one might even say hipster. His home really looks more like a hobbit hole: almost everything is made of wood, there are a lot of carpets, blankets, bedspreads, even the door is deliberately round so that the association with hobbits is even more complete. But at the same time, there is a music speaker above the entrance to the dugout (from it audio recordings of Yuri can be heard, in which he recites classic works of Russian literature), there are solar panels on the roof, and inside you can see a computer, a synthesizer, an audio system, a tablet, a laptop, a phone and quite stable lighting.

The road leading to Yuri's home.
The road to Yuri's home.

A white rabbit named Parsley lives with Yuri. He also sometimes becomes a participant in videos of the Moscow Hobbit. Yuri even calls his channel that way - “Channel of the Hobbit Hermit and Parsley.”

Rabbit Parsley.
Yuri regularly shoots videos and posts them on his YouTube channel.

Seven years ago, Yuri Alekseev actually moved from Moscow to Yaroslavskoe Highway. Then he worked as a lawyer, now he works as a blogger. Yuri considers his blogging to be quite a serious job, and, admittedly, he succeeds: now there are more than 125,000 subscribers on his Youtube channel.

Yuri constantly receives guests in his dugout.
Yuri believes that his life now is much better than the one he had in Moscow.

“If previously power and the parameter of success were measured by money, now they are measured by subscribers in in social networks“says Yuri Alekseev. “Just imagine, I worked in an office, everything was boring and monotonous. And now I have a colossal project here - 100,000 subscribers!”

Yuri almost never leaves his home, preferring that he not go to people, but they to him.
Yuri often hosts journalists.

Almost every day Yuri uploads a new video - sometimes about his life, sometimes he records his thoughts, he has quite a lot of videos in which he reads Chekhov, Pushkin, Turgenev and other classics aloud. Sometimes he asks his subscribers to become sponsors of his channel and transfer money to him. When journalists contact him and ask for an interview, he may also ask them to bring certain foods or medicines.

Yuri against the background of a canopy with a library.
Intercom on the street.
Intercom in the dugout.

“There is nothing outstanding about me,” says Yuri. - I don’t like existing in the city, fighting for survival in the metropolis. I don’t associate myself with a hermit or a downshifter - I just chose this way of life. Life is organized, there is no need to work, there is no need to pay rent, there is enough communication with people - everything is fine. Fate itself will help me find a way out of any situation.”