Mt. Ikenodan

Mt. Ikenodan had a beautiful shape. I'd seen it from Mt. Ryuou sometimes, and I'd thought that I wanted to climb it. At last, I climbed it.
At the peak, short grass was there. Nobody was there except me. It was a little rain.
I worn rain wear. And I ate lunch alone. I like such a situation. Solo climbing was my best situation.