Jaroslav Hýbner

“We organised several art exhibitions in the area. And there was a huge police manoeuvre at that time. As we had found this book where Havel Drastil, a Hussite leader who had a castle in the area, had been mentioned. And it was the 'Havel' part we found interesting. So we decided to unveil his bust, a memorial. And we made this kind of a bust, from concrete, we would decorate it, and we wanted to do this exhibition at Bezměrák (a pond) with an unplugged show. And the name of this event was Havel Drastil. I made the catalogue. There were many photographers, painters, people who did something. We brought some kegs to this place. We had ponies back then so we would bring all the stuff on carts, using dirt roads. On Saturday morning we went, we were bringing all the pots and stuff. And then it all started. The train from Kojetín didn't stop in Bezděkov, it would just pass through the station. All roads were being guarded. There were police from North Moravia, South Moravia, well just everyone. And as we came to this place we were told that we weren't allowed to stay there. That they had created some kind of a natural reserve at this place, so Bezeměrov was off-limits from now on. So in the end we would retreat using the same dirt roads, across a meadow. And there's this small forest maybe 200 metres from the house where I have been living. So we would move all the stuff there and the event took place here, in Kojetín, where they didn't see us. They just kept watching Bezměrák. And even then, the exhibition was just fantastic.”

“We had a good thing going there, all these Akustiádas taking place here. Everyone in our group from Kojetín, there were maybe seven of us, would save one hundred crowns every month. And we would use the money to buy kegs of beer, we would buy meat to cook goulash, and we would bring it to the place. We would make two pots of goulash, the beer was free. So we would invest our money so no one would have to pay anything. Jarin Pavelka had been working for the ČSAD (The Czechoslovak National Automotive Transport Company) at that time. So every time we would take this Avia car to bring the stuff. All the shows were unplugged, there were some theatre troupes, there were bands and singers. We had a good thing going there. And the cops never came to disperse us. It had been taking place there every year. I don't know how well hidden we had been, or if they were just too lazy to go all the way uphill, as it was quite difficult to get there by car.”