Ночь на Байкале

As twilight descends over Lake Baikal, a single illuminated tent rests on the vast, glassy ice, a beacon of warmth against the cold expanse. The rugged cliffs in the distance stand silhouetted against a sky ablaze with orange and crimson, their reflection dancing on the frozen surface. The stillness is profound, broken only by the whisper of wind across the ice. This is not just a campsite—it’s a moment of quiet awe, where human presence feels both fragile and defiant in the face of nature’s grandeur. Photographer Dmitriy Arhipov captures the raw beauty of Siberia’s winter, where isolation becomes a sanctuary.