Kasugai’s 3 peaks – again. My go to weekday hike.
The cherry blossom season is said to be a season of renewal, of starting fresh and of acknowledging our brief lives.
Every time I’ve been to Hokkaido it has been via Chitose. I don’t know anything about Chitose except that it has an airport and ninjinya (人参屋). Ninjinya – carrot shop
It’s been a while since I shot a roll of film on my Leica. It was browsing through the wonderful book of photographs of travels throughout Asia in the 1990s (and 1980s?) called Asia Grace by Kevin Kelly and John Sypal’s Zuisha (随写) that did it.
Some days I don’t want to think at all, I just want to ride my bike through ancient Japanese villages or the English countryside, the next to be alone in India with an old film camera and a few rolls of film or waking up on a mountain with a full day of hiking and adventure ahead of me.
I began to understand that if I wished to continue chasing adventure, then just repeating the same types of expedition
Hanging around a volcanic crater for light that didn’t happen.
Whenever I’m alone in the mountains, whether it’s cycling, hiking, camping, or just taking photos, there are times when I