Friday, September 26, 2008
The split weekend - Mom style
The split weekend - Kid style
Last week, Mom was just about ready to go crazy so we put here on a train to Tokyo for a little R&R. The rest of here decided to make a weekend of it so we went to Osorezan. This is the mountain of Hell, I don't know if there was a subliminal message in all this but it was actually a really good time.
Tally puts the Player in Baseball Player
A couple of days ago we got Tally baseball pictures back. They all look like fine upstanding young boys. Then you examine it closer...scroll down
It always has to be my kid doesn't it. It can't be the coaches kid or our neighbors, no it has to be mine.
Chlöe vs The Mountains: Enter the Dragon
Chlöe and I have been working on this ambitious and at times masochistic goal of hiking the highest peak in every state. Well, since we're not in a state right now we had to spread our wings a bit. At 12, 387 ft, Mt Fuji or Fujisan, is the highest peak in all of Japan, so we thought what the heck.
As we left the hotel the day looked very overcast and poopy. We got in the bus at 0300 and made the 2 hr trip from Tokyo to the 5 Lakes Region that encircles Fujisan. The farther we drove up to the base of the mountain the better the conditions above us looked.
You can see as we made it to the base camp, the clouds were below us with nothing but goals and high aspirations above us. It was a little cool as we started but once we got in the sun and started powering up the mountain we were nice and toasty
I was amazed at what a difficult climb it was up the mountain. Chlöe and I have traversed some fairly steep terrain but this was definitely up there on the difficulty scale. One of the things, beside the steep grade, that made it so tricky was the composition of the trails. They were covered in volcanic sand which made each step harder than the next.
Just a few feet from the summit! The torii gates on the mountain magnify the experience of hiking in Japan
As we were hiking we were going at a parallel speed as a group of teenage boys who would talk and joke with us in our limited communications abilities. Once we got to the top, they ripped off all their clothes to reveal Power Ranger costumes. There is nothing like being on top of the world with the Pink Power Ranger.