[Image1]From the top of the mountainThe winding path has become passable as the snow melts.Driving up the un
[Image2]From the top of the mountainThe winding path has become passable as the snow melts.Driving up the un
[Image3]From the top of the mountainThe winding path has become passable as the snow melts.Driving up the un
[Image4]From the top of the mountainThe winding path has become passable as the snow melts.Driving up the un

From the top of the mountain
The winding path has become passable as the snow melts.

Driving up the unpaved mountain road
reveals an open view waiting ahead.

In winter, I climbed with my grandfather,
and together with a cameraman who was there for filming, we gaze at the distant mountains while feeling the wind.

My grandfather was being interviewed,
holding a can of coffee in one hand.

In between, he was also puffing on a cigarette.

Sitting on a stump, he said that staring blankly at the scenery in front of him
clears his mind.

As I listened to his stories,
I thought it would be a nice place to bring a sandwich and read a book.

My grandfather, who worked in the mountains,
always shows me various landscapes.

Driving on the mountain road alone feels a bit scary,
especially with the atmosphere that suggests I might encounter a bear, but
I felt grateful to discover this wonderful place and the arrival of spring.

#At the top of the mountain#On a sunny afternoon
#Grandfather#Favorite view

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