The next morning, after all was done. I heard the sound of the dreaded " Ojisan", hedge trimmer in hand, weed whacking anything that moves , and if it doesn't , sprayed with chemicals until all life around the rice field is null and void.
Luckily I was packing up, so no worries. and at 9 off we went along the route 55 to Mugi.
Who ever decided to use indexed front mech should be shot, who, in all thats holy , puts an indexed front mech on a touring or every day bike. They are awful. Yes you guessed it, bike trouble. Just a few strange creaks and groans that annoy.
The weather , while not horrible wasn't brilliant. The first night through Tokyo THAT required ski goggle! that was breezy !.
Cycled through lunch and around 3 started looking for a place to sleep. The road led up a hill to a tunnel ( as usual! ). So I wasn't keen on heading into hills at night. There was a sign informing me of a park in, or near a dam. Yeah right ! But, I saw a walking path heading into the forest. A quick scout and bingo! a lovely abandoned rice field hidden in the forest. So peaceful and no people just perfect !
On the subject of people, pilgrims, I saw one or two as well as a few young people touring on bicycles. That was heart warming ! . I thought young people had no sense of adventure, WRONG !
There are 88 temple one is supposed to visit in order to get enlightened. I'm sorry but not interested. They tend to be closed and just money making attractants. If they were religious , surely they would rely on the gods for alms, as the pilgrims do not a locked box with a set charge for a bit of paper with your fortune written on it, great business I should do it !.
Dinner that night was Indian butter chicken, rice and fruit. Off to sleep ...The next morning , a problem with the tent appeared. Its pitch black inside. Its a canvas tent, no light enters, so you don't know when the morning appears. Yes you guessed it, I woke up at 10 am. Damn late......
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