March 12
We felt that we were given a gift last night as we experienced rain on the roof and not on our tent. We don’t mind rain on our tent, but packing up a wet tent always adds weight and our packs are heavy enough. We wake at 5 and leave before 7. The rain continues to fall and as cars pass us we are splashed by water. We make a wrong turn on one of the streets and instead of being upset, a smile comes to our face. Right in front of us is a bakery store which tempts us with too many choices.
We appreciate the technique of preciseness. Since we couldn’t decide on just one, we had to try several. Good thing we are walking today.
In front of one of the houses was this Japanese wind vane.
Going thru towns gives us an appreciation of the Japanese culture.
We had read that Temple 35 involved a lot of steps. This was accurate. We climbed the first set of stairs and found a place to leave our backpacks by the entrance gate.
The deities at the gate seemed ancient.
Climbing up the next set was made easier by not having the backpacks.
When we arrived at the first hall, several monks with men in suits were chanting loudly. We listened for awhile wondering the meaning of the chants. There were numerous moss covered stone tablets. At this time we would have loved to learn more about this temple. We have several books about the temples, but there isn’t enough details to satisfy our curiosity.
This temple like the gates had dragon sculptures on the corner of the eaves.
A red fire truck seemed out of place, but hearing all the stories of fires burning down the structures, we see the importance of this vehicle.
We hope that the use of this vehicle is minimal.
The last thing we do before leaving the temple is to get our book signed with the name of the temple as well as stamped.
It is exact and so fun to watch the page come alive with the ink pen.
Carrying my signed book. It is fascinating to look at all of the different characters of calligraphy for each temple.
We head down the mountain side and catch a view of Tosa Bay and the bridge we will be walking across to the next temple.
The bridge was built in 1973, before that one had to take a ferry.
We walk across the bridge.
Glad there is a good berm. We walk past our lodging for the night called Sanyo-so. It is known for its onsen, About a mile past Sanyo-so is the temple. It will close in a little over an hour so we walk quickly to get there before it closes.
It is tucked back into the forest to receive protection from the storms coming off of the ocean.
Fishermen come here to pray for a good catch.
A pagoda stands out.
This memorial had freshly knitted hats.
We backtrack back to our lodging for the night. At the desk we give a couple names of lodging possibilities for tomorrow and ask if they would call the numbers. They did, but came up with the same answer, No. It wasn’t for lack of trying. Looks like we will have more planning for tomorrow. A nice warm bath and we are ready to look at the maps. We found a business hotel that we will ask the desk clerks to try tomorrow.
Accommodation Sanyo-so
Miles hiked 15