I've always wanted to go to Tateyama.
I had a chance to go to Tateyama, which I couldn't go without meeting the timing.
Four days before I went to Canada, I managed to make a plan and headed to Tateyama.
2013/11/23
It was expected that the snow would stop and the weather would be good this weekend, and many people came to Tateyama.
The cable car terminal was full of people carrying large backpacks and climbed the mountain about two hours behind schedule.
The one-hour journey from autumn to winter by connecting the cable car and bus to Murodo spread out in front of me with a view reminiscent of Canada.I, who had been in autumn mode until then, suddenly remembered winter in the scenery.
When I got off the bus and was about to walk, I suddenly heard someone talking.
There is an avalanche ...
I didn't hear it well at that time, but it seems certain that there was an avalanche, and I remember saying it in the announcement.
There were so many people in the mountains, and it was so crowded that I wondered if there was an avalanche.We were planning to stay in a tent, so we headed to the Raichosawa campsite, which was a 3,40-minute walk from Murodo.
The best campsite with only white mountains and blue sky in front of you.
I can see it a little after the avalanche, but I don't really understand the whole picture.
I set up my tent, prepared to slip and started hiking up.
As you hike up, you can see the whole picture of the avalanche.
And many helicopters are flying around in the sky, and rescue teams and those who may be TV reporters can be seen climbing different places.
The best view in the best weather.The worst avalanche.I was climbing a mountain with mixed feelings.
When I saw the snowfall from the front, I felt the size of nature and the powerlessness of people.
And I was just taking a commemorative photo shortly after reaching the destination.
An avalanche broke out just below where we were.
The avalanche went far down and reached where it began to hike.
Some people were at the bottom, and some were wearing snow smoke.
From there, I went up a little further and arrived at the destination as planned.
The wind is strong on the mountain, and it reminds me of winter.
The sun began to fall, the sky was red, and the mountains began to color.
Turn while biting the feeling of powder.
The avalanche goes through my head, but the beautiful sunset almost erases the horror of the mountains.
It happened in the same mountain, but it happened earlier.
The time, timing, and place to slide change the impression.
The beauty and horror of the mountains are really side by side, and with a little judgment the results can change a lot.
You can enjoy the best and worst moments depending on your own judgment.
That's both the interesting and dangerous side of the mountain.
Dodge the high five by slipping to the end.
Enjoying a little smile and the relief of returning, thank the mountains and return to the tent.
At night, the lights of the tent shine in various colors, and the beautiful starry sky and the faint mountains make you feel the size of nature.
I entered each sleeping bag in the air that felt a little tingling.
Mountains are always dangerous.
What really happens is up to you.
What can I do when I am small against the big nature?
If you make a mistake, you can die, and sometimes you can feel a great feeling.
We may be addicted to this feeling that we have to go.
Head to the mountain and know your size.
I will never forget to thank the mountains and will continue to face them.
I will never forget this day.
Text & Photo: Kazushige Fujita
Location: Tateyama
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