Day 197: ...one needs to get to the beach
Sunday, rest day for visiting colleagues. Of course there is only one thing to do, get thee to the beach. And in greater Tokyo, the choice can be between: beach and the Big Buddha or beach and Mt Fuji...
Difficult choice. But we opted for Shonan, with bonus monorail trek, in the hope of seeing Mt Fuji loom over the surf.
Alas, the heat and the kind of mist/clouds/condensation that gather on a humid day conspired against a view of the mountain but the water was fine.
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| Lone twig |
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| Lifesavers be here |
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| Not as crowded as ... |
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| Waving |
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| The Nishihama SLSC |
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| Lookout |
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| Enoshima |
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| Flamingo in motion |
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| Paddle board, jet ski--who wins? |
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| Up the stairs |
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| Cleanse |
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| View from (almost) the top |
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| A port...for a change |
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| Fly like a tobi |
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| Sunsetting where there might be a mountain |
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| The Ofuna Cannon |
A walk (and yes, OK, a short elevator ride too) to the shrine at the top of Enoshima rounded out a pleasant afternoon stroll along the beach. As Sundays, rest days, should be.
[Camera : Lumix TZ-85, 3.56pm-5.41pm, 6.25pm; 16 July 2017]
*'To move a mountain', from imagery in a poem by early Japanese feminist activist Yosano Akiko
The mountain-moving day is coming.
I say so, yet others doubt.
Only a while the mountain sleeps.
In the past
All mountains moved in fire,
Yet you may not believe it.
Oh, man, this alone believe,
All sleeping women now awake and move.
Yosano Akiko (1878-1942)
