Straddle a thick broken wooden pole and continue on.
You can gradually hear the river's babbling …… or roaring getting closer and closer.
The emerald green stream that flickers little by little.
Is it my imagination? It seems to have somehow cooled down.
I quickly landed on the ground (riverbank) and quickly approached the river.
To get as close to the river as possible, we had to cross the rocks. We approached the river slowly, sometimes climbing, sometimes sliding.
Yes, we arrived at the point where it feels like the perfect place to play in the river.
No, it feels really good, doesn't it? Even though I'm not swimming.
It's covered in huge rocks, blocking out the nearby fierce current like it's a lie.
This one is calm.