To be honest, I haven't been able to write it yet, so I posted the contents of Facebook.
When I calm down again, I will write about Kyota here and there.
I couldn't write because I couldn't accept the reality, but I think I'll finally write about Kyota Miyake because everyone around me is doing my best.
Kyota was a professional snowboarder who was a good and stylish rider who always aggressively attacked.The other day, when I went to the north slope of Happo and took a picture with XNUMX Hachi
"Mari-chan, you didn't give me powder at all! Why didn't you fly there? You're a professional?"
I was saying, "I don't want to be told by someone who has such a forehead!"
After that, when I returned to everyone's room, he said, "Mari-chan will leave a good video and take the HACHI part!"
I was so happy.Since then, I've become good at powdering, so I was thinking of sprinkling powder in front of me.
There was love in the words, and there was always compassion.Climbing up the mountain together, making people laugh by coming up with words, and helping out with the event, it was really an indispensable part of my life.
Now, the people around me are beginning to unite in order to maintain Kyota's feelings for the backcountry.I'll think about what I should do while I'm alive so as not to waste what I've met.
Thank you, Kyota.I love you. RIP Kyota…
