男のキャンプ！！男の釣りっ！！(`ヘ´)
Out through the front of the tent he watched the glow of the fire,
when the night wind blew on it.
It was a quiet night.
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There was a long tug.Nick struck and the rod came alive and dangerous, all in a heavy, dangerous, steady pull.
Nick felt the moment when the leader would break if the strain increased and let the line go.
The reel ratcheted into a mechanical shriek as the line went out in a rush.Too fast.
・・・・・・・・・・
男のキャンプ。
男の釣り。
男のアウトドアの真髄はこの短編に集約されている。
(`ヘ´ｖ
そう、ヘミングウェイ。
