On a certain day in spring of this year, I visited Asarigawa Onsen where my wife and I had visited to refresh ourselves so frequently with my father before he passed away. The strong pink reminded me of the days with may father.
The loop bridge headed to the pass between Otaru and Sapporo gave the scenery a kind of twist to the valley.
I jogged up to the lookout near the top of the dam and inhale the minus ion coming from the splash of the water from the dam. I really admire the technologies to build up such kinds of huge objects.