{"id":57,"date":"2003-08-17T12:06:00","date_gmt":"2003-08-17T12:06:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bryan.fredricks.net\/blog\/?p=57"},"modified":"2003-08-17T12:06:00","modified_gmt":"2003-08-17T12:06:00","slug":"mountain-climbing-like-batman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bryan.fredricks.net\/blog\/?p=57","title":{"rendered":"Mountain Climbing Like Batman"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today I woke up refreshed and ready for a hike &#8211; a real hike.  I&#8217;ve been walking all over Japan; without a car it&#8217;s the only option.  The exercise is great, but without any hills to climb, I&#8217;ve been getting antsy to go upwards.<\/p>\n<p>I researched a hike in Northern Takasago, the same town where my high school is.  According to the pamphlets I read, the mountain, Mt. Takamikura, is this area&#8217;s version of Mt. Fuji.  I started by taking the train into the area, and then set my GPS so that if I got lost, at least I could find the station.  As it turned out, that was a really good idea.<\/p>\n<p>As I started out from the station, I made an immediate wrong turn, and after consulting with some people on the side of the road, I turned around.  Luckily, I had brought the pamphlet about the hike along with me, so I could show them that &#8211; the title was in Japanese.  Once I got on the right road, it was about half an hour to the base of the mountain.<\/p>\n<p>At the base of the mountain, there was a large shrine, the Kashima Shrine.  It was a beautiful old shrine wrapped into the hillside, surrounded by trees.  Apparently it was a bit of a destination for other people, as there were about twenty or so Japanese people there going through the rituals.  I admit that I don&#8217;t know shrine etiquette, so I observed quietly, and tried to figure out what was going on.  The smell of incense was strong, and because it was a partly cloudy day, some fog would blow through every once in a while.  <\/p>\n<p><center><a href=\"images\/lg_IMG_1463.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=0 src=\"images\/sm_IMG_1463.jpg\"><\/a> <a href=\"images\/lg_IMG_1472.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=0 src=\"images\/sm_IMG_1472.jpg\"><\/a> <a href=\"images\/lg_IMG_1479.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=0 src=\"images\/sm_IMG_1479.jpg\"><\/a><\/center><br \/>\n<br \/>After taking lots of pictures, I had a short conversation with the people that worked there, and figured out where the trailhead was.  The trail ran behind the shrine and up the hillside, through some strange jungle-type brush.  After about a half an hour of climbing, the trail turned sharply, and there was a rope tied to the top of the rocks.  That&#8217;s it.  <\/p>\n<p>Apparently the people that designed this trail felt that rather than cutting out switchbacks to make the ascent easier, climbing a rope like Batman was the better option. Since I was already halfway there, I climbed the rope, and once I got to the top of the rocky hillside, things settled down into a nice easy trail again.<\/p>\n<p>At the top I was able to enjoy a great view of Takasago, Kakogawa, and even Himeji.  I could see pretty far out into the ocean, despite the cloudy weather.  The view was worth the climb.<\/p>\n<p><center><a href=\"images\/lg_IMG_1498.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=0 src=\"images\/sm_IMG_1498.jpg\"><\/a> <a href=\"images\/lg_IMG_1494.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=0 src=\"images\/sm_IMG_1494.jpg\"><\/a> <a href=\"images\/lg_IMG_1515.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=0 src=\"images\/sm_IMG_1515.jpg\"><\/a><\/center><br \/>\n<br \/>After enjoying the view for a while, a couple of people passed by and said hello.  I was able to find out where there was a trail going directly to my train station, instead of going back the way I came (I didn&#8217;t want to go down the rope).  The rocks were wet with some earlier rainfall, and it was difficult to maintain your footing &#8211; I fell down twice.<\/p>\n<p>As I got back to the base of the hill, there was a bus waiting right there.  I jumped on, since it was going to a station closer to my home.  Unfortunately, I didn&#8217;t check my money situation before I got on.  I had the equivalent of a $100 dollar bill on a city bus, and that doesn&#8217;t work well.  Fortunately, I had some change, and I was able to get off without causing an international incident.  The driver was a little confused, but then so was I, so I&#8217;ll call it even.<\/p>\n<p>Once the bus left, I turned on the GPS, and it was only 1.3 miles to the station.  I figured there was another nearby, but I thought that it was best to stick with the sure thing and I hiked the 1.3 miles.  From the station it was a half hour train ride home, where I showered and relaxed.  <\/p>\n<p>Upon further reflection, the hike probably wasn&#8217;t such a great idea.  Without literature in English, I&#8217;m really unprepared for terrain and weather.  Without knowledge of the local flora and fauna, I don&#8217;t know what could be around the corner.  In California I could identify dangerous things &#8211; rattlesnakes, poison oak, etc.  Here, it&#8217;s just guesswork.  Once I get the internet connection going, I&#8217;m going to have to do more research and learn a little more before I go out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today I woke up refreshed and ready for a hike &#8211; a real hike. I&#8217;ve been walking all over Japan; without a car it&#8217;s the only option. The exercise is great, but without any hills to climb, I&#8217;ve been getting antsy to go upwards. 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