Was I ever going to get there? Four trains later and an hour and a half bus ride I was finally deposited at 1090m at a mountain temple. Hard to believe it but I was still in Tokyo.
I started off alone but in Japan in the weekends you never stay lonely for too long and I was grateful to catch up with other hikers.
Soon the sun disappeared and it began snowing, thick heavy flakes soon covering the ground. After a good climb I reached a log hut that was full that night, I shared a bedroom with 12 other women laid out like sardines sleeping on a very thin mattress. Going to the toilet was quite something at midnight.
The next morning I was on the path to the top (2018m) to fantastic clear skies at 4.30am. This is what greeted me and made the experience almost life changing until a large number of people arrived in my footsteps.
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