A reel of Classic Synthetic Gut is the least glamorous thing in the shop and I love it the way you love a road you grew up on.
The build is the old, honest one: a solid nylon-based centre core with thin outer wraps over it. Not a bundle of hundreds of filaments, not a stiff co-poly barrel — one core, thin wraps, and that is where the crisp feel comes from. This is the 16 gauge, 1.30mm.
Tennis Warehouse rate it 7 for power, 7 for control and 6 for durability, which is exactly the shape of a string with no weaknesses and no theatrics, and it sits at the softer end of the synthetic guts on the market.
The reel is 660 ft / 200 m. At 40 feet a frame that is somewhere around sixteen racquets out of one box, which is why this is the string that lives under the counter of every club stringer who has ever existed. Volkl also make it in 17 gauge if you want a little more feel and a little less life out of it.
Pitsunda is a cape of pines on the Black Sea coast.
Inside the old walls stands Pitsunda Cathedral, a tall cross-domed church of banded stone and brick with a conical-roofed drum, built around the turn of the eleventh century by Bagrat III, the first king of a united Georgia, on ground whose Christian history reaches back to late antiquity — Pityus was an early bishopric, and John Chrysostom died in 407 on his way here.
It was the seat of the Catholicos of Abkhazia for centuries, it keeps fragments of medieval fresco in the dome and apse, and since 1975 a German-built organ has stood under that dome, so the place spends its evenings as a concert hall.
The pines are the other half of it: a relict grove of the Pitsunda pine, a long-needled survivor of the Tertiary flora of this coast and the largest stand of its kind, running about four kilometres along the beaches toward Ldzaa over some two hundred hectares, with trees two centuries old and an ancient boxwood grove beside them.
Inside the same walls, the Great Pitiunt archaeological site holds the excavated town: a Greek trading post first, then a Roman garrison from the first and second centuries AD, the empire's farthest stronghold on this coast, with a castellum, baths, wine cellars and early Christian basilicas, one of which gave up a fourth- or fifth-century floor mosaic of a fountain.
And near the beach, among the modernist resort towers of the 1960s, the old Pitsunda Lighthouse still stands, decommissioned when a new light went up on top of one of the towers, rusting quietly and photographed constantly.
Bring the reel. String somebody's frame in the shade. You will use it everywhere from a cracked court under the Pitsunda towers to an indoor hall in Sukhumi up the coast, and by the way, it is also perfect for the walk out to the end of the cape, where the trees stop, the sea starts, and absolutely nothing else is going on.
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