noasobi esseyscene 01 “Camping Life”
When the buds on the trees begin to open, my camping season also opens.
I hang my sleeping bag on the veranda to air out, and ventilate my inner tent.
The musty odor serves as a trigger to give rise to all sorts of thoughts racing through my head.
Recently, I usually end up spending the first night at a campsite in the mountain near a village.
The fallen pine needles cover the ground with a thick carpet, and the sun shines with a golden light.
The colors are beautiful.
I spread out my tent, slide it onto the frame, and drive in the pegs.
The texture of the fallen pine needles is so pleasant that I do not put down a mat,
and I have yearly enjoyment of resting with only my sleeping bag coverd me.
The stars shine dimly in the sky among the trees.
I light my lantern, and open a can of beer.
Thus begins another year for me.
Published "Snow Peak Outdoor Lifestyle Catalog" in 2008.
This series reprints the articles published in the Snow Peak Outdoor Lifestyle Catalog since 2004.