Inspired, I decided to take a walk. Takihara to Kii Nagashima, in Mie prefecture is a mere blip on a map but enough of a challenge to test a walking novice’s resolve.
17 years. That’s how long I’ve been cycling past the entrance to the Tōkai Shizen Hodō (東海自然歩道) next to Jōkōji Station (定光寺駅) without ever venturing past the entrance.
Photo above: testing the limits of the Lumix S5 (not very scientifically). Years ago I read Marie Kondo’s book on
It was only a short trip but in those brief hours I felt a tingle of joy, similar to what I felt a few years ago when I used to walk the streets randomly, taking portraits of strangers and quirky intriguing scenes.
Nothing new here but… Graham admits he was a little scared to have kids and so was I.
With the backpack packed and batteries charged, chocolate and sugary snacks purchased, I headed to the Torikura trail entrance (鳥倉登山口) late on Saturday afternoon to start the 2 to 3 hour climb to the campsite.
After I’d finished I sat waiting a couple of kilometres from where the festival was about to start at a michi-no-eki and I wondered why I hadn’t just jumped in the car with everyone else.
This is more of a note to myself than anything else. A reminder that the mountains are still there.