We were alone in this wet, misty world, and there was no obvious way out. Real mist is like a "white out" when skiing -- all sense of direction is lost, and one might as well be on another planet. ..... I think we all made silent resolutions never again to venture onto any mountain without a compass. We were really very lucky to be alive.
――京都大学 前期日程(2月26日実施)――97年