#009 – KUMOTORI-YAMA
When summer finally arrived, banishing lingering winter chills, it hit like a sledgehammer. Momentum gained through late spring, fizzled. The Old Man and Little Sis visited and mountains were relegated to the back burner. Too much was eaten, beer was guzzled, feet were put up and arses remained squarely in seats.
When we headed out into the hills again October had already arrived; September plans scuppered by rain showers. With a couple of weeks set aside for the fair weather of the season, summer’s over indulgence only served to reinforce my intentions to get some mountains under my widening belt.
In the blue skied wake of Typhoon #18, the band reformed – the Missus, The Kid and I – and we boarded a bus bound for the Kitayama, the hills north of Kyoto, Mount Kumotori sitting squarely in our sights…