Jogging around on the hill was so comfortable. I could not run fast like horses but feeling the wind from the ocean on the grass made me so refreshed that I became eager to run faster than usual jogging in Sapporo City.
Horse-riding seemed to be so comfortable but this area seemed to be not for tourist but for the race-horses and their trainers.
I could not imagine the stoic life to be a race horse and the rider of the race-horses. But they would find their future o this hill,I thought.