TowadaKo

Now, the climb up to this spot was the hardest day of the journey. It was just going up and up all day. It was so tough that I had to carry my bike for 3 km (which was mortal). When I reached the highest point in the mountain, I found a lookout, and just collapsed haha why am I purposely doing this? Still, it was an amazing place. A couple of tourists came by and we chatted a bit (which meant I could speak in english for once). Here, I met Ming, a chinese cyclist that I had met in the ferry and we agreed to meet up. We were the only people in the campsite (as usually for me haha). He got a flat tire and arrived rather late, we shared some dinner and some interesting conversation about the relationship between china and japan, and we prepared for another day through the mountains.Read more