Having grown up in Florida, I’ve never in my life climbed as frequently as I do here. For obvious reasons. I’ve come to realize how much I really love it! Since coming here, I go hiking at least once a month, if not more. Who knew Japan would make a mountaineer out of this beach bum.
Here’s a few pictures from a Saturday climb at Fukuroda Falls.
Along the route was the most spectacular, giant golden tree I’ve ever seen. It was surrounded by markers, an obviously sacred spot. The forest floor was covered in yellow leaves and if you looked up, it was a mass of shining yellow canopy. My friends and I always discuss the possibility of getting spirited away in this forest as it is definitely one of the more magical locations I’ve visited in Japan.
We followed up the climb with Citrus-miso rice-dough balls and grilled wild fowl on a stick. Odd, but a good way to finish off a good climb.